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The Lioness	By : LovelyLadiiZ Category: 1 through F > CSI: Miami Views: 2112 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own CSI: Miami or Horatio Caine and I do not make a profit with either the show or the character.

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Author's Note: This was originally posted on fanfiction.net, but after that drama about mass deletions, I decided to take it down and post it here.
This is a companion piece to Not Your Average Angel that is posted on FFN. You don't need to really read that story to understand this story though. All you need to know is that Angel is Horatio's fiancee at this point.
This is my first attempt at anything remotely close to this, so please be kind in your feedback.
Enjoy!

Monday, August 2, 2004
Horatio Caine entered the master bathroom that Monday evening. His fiancée had just finished showering and started dressing herself. Horatio smirked as he strolled up to her.
"Hello, love," he said, his voice unconsciously deepening.
Angel looked over at her fiancé. "I know that voice. What are you up to?"
The lieutenant reached up to toy with a lock of her black hair. "Nothing," he said simply.
Angel nodded skeptically. She started to reach for her shirt, but Horatio knocked the article of clothing to the floor.
"Oops," he said. "You'd better get that."
The woman glared at him. "That wasn't an accident. You want me to bend over so you can look at my butt."
Horatio feigned innocence. "Why would I do such a thing?"
Angel pursed her lips. "You get it, then."
The man shrugged. "Fair enough." He bent over to grab her shirt, firmly gripping her thigh for support. He slowly rose, gingerly running his hand back up her thigh and over her rear end in the process.
"Here you go," he said with a guilty smile.
Angel snatched her shirt up and slipped her arms in the sleeves. As she began buttoning her shirt up, Horatio accidentally knocked her shorts to the floor.
"Baby, if you keep this up I'll never get out of the house," Angel murmured. Horatio said nothing as he approached her from behind and slipped his arms around her waist. She giggled as he gently kissed her neck. "Okay, I'm serious. We need to stop."
"You don't sound serious, love," Horatio teased her. He gazed at her reflection in the bathroom mirror. Her shirt was halfway done, exposing a peak of her breasts encased in lacy black bra. He was aroused upon watching her dress herself, and the fact that black was his favorite color significantly hindered his calming process. As she attempted to button the last few buttons of her blouse, Horatio mischievously pulled her hands down.
"Ho-ra-ti-o," Angel whined in semi-complaint, "I have to go to work soon."
"Hmm?" he said in forged bewilderment as he kissed her neck again. Angel attempted to speak, but her words failed her as he bit her neck. The man glanced up to watch her in the mirror. Her burgundy lips parted and an elongated moan escaped as her eyes rolled in perceptible delight. Her breaths came as shortened gasps, periodically interrupted by several more high-pitched moans. He shifted his grip to his lips, sucking at her mocha skin before he slowly pulled away. Horatio smirked. "Okay, I'm done."
The lieutenant started to walk away, but Angel seized his arm. "Oh no you ain't. You started this, and you will finish it."
The redhead smiled. He honestly loved teasing her—mainly because he knew it drove her crazy. And every time she lost her mind, they both ended up satisfied. "But I thought you had to go to work."
"FUCK work!" Angel exclaimed. She attempted to pounce him, but Horatio dodged her playfully. Angel slowly neared him again. He couldn't help but realize she closely emulated a lioness stalking her prey, and he knew by the look in her eyes that it was only a matter of time before she would go in for the kill. She twitched a lopsided grin, emitting a low growl before she lurched forwards and tackled him in an instant. Horatio gripped the counter as she aggressively assaulted his lips with hers. She moved her kisses southward, quickly undoing his shirt in the process.
Horatio murmured something about the bedroom, but Angel barely heard him as she peppered kisses down his chest. She slipped her fingers beneath his belt buckle as she made her way down to his waist. She wriggled his pants off his hips, dropping them down to the floor. Angel slipped her hand beneath his boxers, stroking the tip of his manhood delicately. Horatio leaned against the counter and huffed breathlessly as she ran her hand over his length. His length hardened as she gripped it vigorously, moving back and forth quickly.
His breathing slowed when pulled down his boxers and sucked his erection into her mouth. She flicked her tongue around the tip rapidly and forced his length down her throat. The lieutenant drew her black hair out of her face to see her gaze up at him with coffee-hued eyes. "Mmm, Angel," he moaned. The woman went back and forth, in and out, never breaking eye contact. She quickened her pace, pushing him deeper down her throat each time.
As his tip grazed the back of her throat, Angel drew back, gasping for breath. After regaining her normal breathing pattern, she rose from her kneeling stance. She unbuttoned her blouse revealing her curvy chest. Horatio inched his hand to her back and unhooked her bra in a single swift motion. He kissed her breasts gently, giving each one its well-deserved attention. He let his other hand wander down to tug her panties down from beneath her miniskirt. He slowly pulled away and scooped her up into his arms to set her on the counter. Her breaths escaped as hurried gasps as he slid his erection inside her.
"Oh, Horatio…" Angel moaned. The lieutenant drew back and gripped her thigh as he thrusted forwards again. Angel rotated her hips, grinding with him. As they found their rhythm, Horatio bucked his hips faster, harder. The woman reached up to seize him forcefully by his scarlet-hued mane as she felt her climax approaching.
"I know that look," Horatio said with a mischievous chuckle upon observing the expression on his fiancée's face. "Cum with me, Angel."
"Holy shit, Horatio!" Angel cried as he quickened his pace. She arched her back, tugging at his hair harder as she felt his thrusts nearing the end. "Horatiooo…"
The woman's breathing ceased as he emptied inside her in a slow, sticky release. Her leg twitched as she imploded moments later, causing a disjointed moan to escape her full, burgundy-lipsticked-lips.
Horatio pulled out of her leaned close to kiss his fiancée's lips before murmuring, "You can go to work now."

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