\ Title: Sweet Things
Fandom: CSI: Vegas
Author: Valerie one_side2002@yahoo.de
Category: PWP, romance
Spoilers: none
Rating: FRAO
Pairing: Gil/Nick
Summary: Nick likes sweet things, so does Gil...
Disclaimer: The concept and the people in the story are fictional and the property of several production companies. I only borrow them and return them unharmed and unmarked. No money is made of the story and no infringement is meant.

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"I'll have the pancakes with maple syrup."

Gil smiled as he heard Nick's order. He himself hadn't ordered yet and still tried to decide whether to go for the healthy option of fruit salad and muesli or the tasty one of scrambled eggs and bacon.

"Can I get some more syrup with that?"

The slightly teasing, utterly charming smile that crossed Nick's face as he asked for some more syrup made Gil's heart ache. Sometimes it seemed as if Nick was flirting with everyone but him and yet the rational part of his brain interrupted immediately telling his heart to stop being so stupid. Nick was a natural with people, was easy with his smiles and even if he were flirting, it was none of Gil's business no matter how many nights he'd been dreaming of kissing the younger man, well kissing and doing other things...

"Gris, you ok man?"

Gil blushed a bit as he realized that he'd been staring into space while standing in the middle of the diner with his plate of scrambled eggs in his hand. Now when exactly had he ordered the eggs? He remembered deciding on ordering a fruit salad. To say he was confused was an understatement, to say he was embarrassed too. Nick was looking at him questioningly and with a slightly embarrassed shrug he nodded and walked over to their table. Warrick was teasing Nick for his breakfast, and one look at the plate made Gil understand why.

"You could have ordered maple syrup with pancakes and not pan cakes with maple syrup, you know..."

Oh yes, Nick had a sweet tooth and every one always teased him with his love for chocolate, or are right now maple syrup.

"Hey, nothing wrong with liking sweet things, isn't there?"

Speaking about sweet things... Gil could have watched him forever as Nick suddenly caught his eye and smiled while he took a bite from the pancake and slowly licked the last bit of syrup of the fork. Gil swallowed hard as his mind immediately came up with erotic ideas of alternative uses for maple syrup. His hand trembled lightly as he grabbed his coffee, but Nick's eyes didn't let go of him and as the younger man took another bite, this time first licking the syrup of the piece of pancake, he got up almost frantically.

"I've got to go, forgot to talk to Brass about something."

Four pairs of eyes watched his exit, three confused and one torn between excitement and disappointment.

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Back in the safety of his home, Gil leaned back in the chair and finally allowed the desire that had swept through him at seeing Nicky eating so sensually, take place. His body tensed with arousal and he shivered as his mind replayed the scene over and over again.

Unconsciously he ran his hand over his body and moaned slightly as he rubbed over his cock. For a moment he tried to resist, but in the end he gave in and slowly opened his trousers, sighing in relief as his erection was freed.

"Nicky"

His moan was just a whisper and yet it seemed to resonate in the room. Gil would give anything if he could just really touch Nick, if Nick would touch him just once...

The ringing of the door bell brought him back with a start and for a moment he was tempted to just let it go, he didn't expect anyone and had no intention to deal with a salesperson right now. The bell rang again and he groaned as his fantasy was shattered.

"Gris?"

The voice made him tense and for a moment he just sat frozen. Nick... why was he here? Had something happened?

"Grissom, are you there?"

Not answering was not an option anymore, but at the same time he couldn't get up and open the door while his body was still tingling with arousal, still hard from his fantasy.

"Give me a second Nick"

He went to the bedroom and changed into a pair of loose sweats and a long shirt silently praying that Nick would not notice his state.

"Hey Gris, sorry for disturbing you"

Nick smiled brilliantly and unconsciously Gil stepped back and let the man of his dreams into his house.

"But you left so fast, you forgot your badge on the table, so I figured might be hard to get in tomorrow without passway."

The younger man gave him his badge, but before Gil could say anything, Nick's eyes fell onto the box of Swiss chocolate on the couch table. He looked up and Gil shivered as he recognized the look in those dark eyes. Heat was there, promises and emotions too deep for him to read and almost against his will he stepped back a bit from the other man.

"Chocolate?"

Nick's voice was husky and ran over Gil's already aroused body like molten honey. His own voice was hoarse as he answered that the box had been a present from a friend. Nick only smiled and cast another look at the sweets before capturing Gil's eyes again.

"You like sweet things?"

Nick had walked considerably closer; close enough in fact that Gil could feel other man's breath on his face. Praying that he hadn't misunderstood, Gil took the last step and connected their bodies. Nick's shiver and the way his body yielded against Gil's told him all he needed to know. Reaching up he caressed the pale, soft skin and experienced a rush to his groin as the younger man moaned slightly. Bending down he licked along Nick's jaw and felt the shiver that ran through his lean body.

"I love sweet things."

Nick's smile lit up the entire room.

"Good"

He leaned in and traced the soft lips with his tongue drawing another moan from Nick. The fire in the dark chocolate eyes was unmistakable and matched the one that raced through Gil's body. Gently he steered them towards the bedroom, and was surprised when Nick stopped them quickly to reach around Gil and grab the chocolate box.

"We'll need that one... can't deprive you of your sweets, can I?"

There was a wicked gleam in Nick's eyes, a sparkle that made Gil's body tremble in anticipation. Alternating his gaze between the delectable man and the wonderful sweet Gil couldn't help but moan. This was better than any dreams he'd had, Nick and chocolate... although if he were forced to choose, his choice would be clear.

"I like them, but you are sweeter."

Again the brilliant smile lit up Nick's face at those words and he pressed his body against Gil who moaned in turn. Gil stared at Nick who now traced his tongue around his ear and then with shyness that surprised him after the bold approach before the younger man met his eyes and whispered.

"I want you to make love with me."

Not fuck me, not have sex... no Nick wanted to make love... It was significant and Gil suddenly understood the hope and slight fear in the dark eyes. And yet how Nicky could ever think he'd reject him was beyond his mind. Almost violently he crushed his lips to Nick's soft ones who opened them with a slight moan. The heat that welcomed him made Gil tremble with desire and as their tongues met he felt his knees buckle.

"You are so hot, so hard..."

It seemed that in the throws of passion Nick's accent got even more pronounced, but Gil was too far gone already to care. There was something to this beautiful man that made him ache to touch and be touched in return. He wanted to kiss and love and hug and.. Just everything he could possibly do with Nick... and once he'd done that he'd start again. Their clothes were an unbearable barrier between them and he tore at Nick's blue shirt in a vain attempt to rid him from the garment. Dark eyes locked with his and he saw the lust in them.

"I want you"

The shiver that ran through Nick was echoed in Gil's body. They separated only for seconds to shed their shirts and pants and came together again this time almost naked. Gil felt Nick's soft skin as his hands roamed over the other man's back. Then the younger man aligned their bodies and pressed his hips against Gil's. He felt his legs go weak and he trembled at the hardness that pressed into him. When had it been the last time that he wanted someone so much?

It felt as if he was consumed by this need for Nick. He was on fire and as his hands gripped the other man's ass he heard a moan that confirmed Nick felt the same. Unable to stand anymore as his legs seemed to consist of jelly, Gil steered them towards the bed and locked eyes with Nick to ensure that the other man wanted this as much as he did.

"Tell me if you want to stop now, because I won't be able to stop later!"

For a moment confusion appeared in the younger man's face, then he smiled and bend down to lick Gil's ear.

"Don't stop Gil... I've wanted this for so long..."

Nick suddenly blushed and avoided his eyes. Intrigued Gil lifted the young man's face and gazed in the dark eyes that burned with passion and a deeper emotion.

"What have you wanted?"

He barely recognized his own voice, it was too husky, too passionate and again he wondered when he'd felt like this the last time.

"I've wanted to know how it would feel to be in your focus, what would make you moan, how you are when you are not Gil Grissom... I always wanted you to be more than my boss, always dreamed of you."

Nick trailed off for a moment, but this time he didn't blush but stared straight into Gil's eyes.

"... as my lover..."

Slowly Nick lay down on the bed, the black boxers a wonderful contrast to both the white linen and the soft skin and he looked at Gil who stood with his eyes fixed on the enticing image he gave.

"I want you in me."

Gil shivered at the words and felt himself harden even more. For another long moment he just stood there watching the beautiful image presented to him, then the urge to touch Nick grew too strong and he kneeled on the bed, his hands roaming over the lean, yet strong body. Nick trashed on the bed as Gil leaned down to kiss his jaw, his neck and slowly slid further down to his chest.

"Wait"

Gil lifted his head and saw that Nick held the box of chocolate in his hands. Then slowly he took one of the exquisite sweets and bit some off. Inside there was sweet liquor and with a smile Nick poured the liquid on his chest. Gil stared at the few drops that made their way down Nick's chest and again he moaned before he dove in and licked the sweet yet slightly burning spirit from the sculpted chest. Following his lover's example he grabbed another sweet, bit it off and savored the chocolate before letting the liquor fall onto Nick's cock. The lean body jerked as if he'd been hit and Nick screamed something incoherent as Gil's lips closed around his cock.

Giving head wasn't something he usually enjoyed much; he'd always seen it as something he 'had' to do in order to satisfy his partner. Today was different though, and it had nothing to do with the sweet liquid that covered Nick's cock. No it was the fact that it was Nick who moaned and groaned under his ministrations, Nick of whom he had dreamt for so long and the knowledge that he, Gil Grissom, had brought Nick to this point made all the difference. Gil felt his body tingle with arousal as he felt the shiver that ran through Nick's body as he sucked and licked. Teasingly he caressed the head, tasted the precome mixed with the sweet liquor and Nick shuddered.

"Please, don't tease..."

In order to answer, Gil would have needed to release the other man, which was the last thing he wanted. Instead he sucked stronger and felt Nick tense. Suddenly he yelled loudly and the lean body arched off the bed. Gil tasted the salty liquid and was surprised that he liked it even better than the sweetness of the chocolate, chuckling slightly he slid up and kissed Nick.

"You taste so good, almost makes me like salty things."

Nick gave him a lazy smile and Gil couldn't help but admire the younger man. Stretching gracefully, his face shining with contentment and happiness Nick reminded Gil of a large content cat. Then he trailed one finger over Gil's cock and brought the pearly liquid up to his lips. A rich moan escaped Gil's lips and he shuddered with arousal.

"You taste good too, but I don't want it like this, I want you..."

He held Gil's eyes as he leaned back on a pillow and spread his legs invitingly. Gently Gil prepared Nick, never wanting to hurt him. Slowly he slipped one finger in, then two and finally bent down and kissed the place he had just stretched. Nick moaned at the contact and clutched at the bed sheets before releasing them and reaching for Gil. Rough, yet gentle hands dragged Gil up and he met Nick's eyes that were on fire with passion.

"Now, need you"

Watching Nick intently he moaned as he saw his eyes contort with pleasure as he slid into slender body. Tight head welcomed him and made him tremble, but he held still until Nick nodded thus giving him permission to move.

Pleasure made his head spin and his eyes couldn't focus anymore but he still heard Nick's voice as he whispered.

"Kiss me"

Gil bent down and kissed the soft lips, slid his tongue in the warm heat and was assaulted by the rich taste of dark chocolate. In the same moment Nick tightened his muscles and the combined assault on his sensed overwhelmed Gil.

Shouting Nick's name he came.

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"I dreamed of this"

Nick's hands were in his hair caressing him softly and as he looked up he met dark eyes alight with love and care. Tenderly he reached out and threaded his finger through Nick's hair returning the caress.

"I love you"

It was almost too good to be true and yet no matter how many times he closed his eyes and opened them, Nick was still there and obviously still in love with him. Seconds ticked by until he realized that he hadn't said a word and eyes still locked with Nick he gave him the only possible answer.

"I love you too."

Nick's smile would have lit up the strip as he snuggled closer and molded his body against Gil's. Slowly falling asleep with the incredible feeling of Nick Stokes in his arms, Gil was surprised when Nick suddenly laughed.

"What?"

His lover looked up again and grinned.

"Seems as if I'm not the only one with a sweet tooth in the lab."

THE END