Dating Advice | By : RikuRocks Category: CSI > Slash - Male/Male Views: 5865 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Author’s notes: See the first chapter for story notes and the disclaimer.
Norwegian Translations: Jeg elsker deg = I love you
Åh gud = Oh god
Åh ja = Oh yes
Ta meg = Take me
Hardere = Harder
Vær så snill = Please
Føles så godt = Feels so good
Elskling = My love
Kjære = My dear/Darling/My beloved
Faen = Fuck
Jeg vil ha deg = I want you
Spanish Translation: Te amo demasiado = I love you too.
Nick‘s curiosity finally got the better of him. “He didn‘t even ask about the case. Do you drop hints a lot?”
Greg looked mildly confused before his eyes suddenly lit with understanding. “Oh, uh…no, not really…” A strange sort of shyness crossed his features and Nick was not sure what to make of it. “Drew just trusts me to have a reason.”
Deciding to ask about that later, since he figured they had enough to talk about at the moment, Nick smiled teasingly. “Don’t worry, doll; I’m not gonna tell anyone you’re warning your friend; I’d do the same. So who’s Hector?” The brawny man added the last before Greg could respond, even though he could see the blonde was trying to think of a way to explain.
Greg smiled and gave the older man a quick kiss. Then, Nick smirked and gave the younger man a tight squeeze; “And how long have you been gushing over me to your best friend?”
Greg ducked his head to hide a blush, which made Nick laugh lightly. The Texan stroked the slighter man’s back apologetically. “Hey now, don’t be embarrassed. I think it’s kinda cute-”
“Oh, that makes me feel less embarrassed.” Greg murmured, his forehead was still pressed against Nick’s shoulder. “And I never gushed -well maybe once or twice- Drew gushes, I just talk incessantly and with a lot of enthusiasm...you know how I can be.”
Nick stroked Greg‘s back again and the younger man lifted his head to meet the Texan‘s gaze. “So uh, Hector works with Drew…in research. They’re both biochemists. Hector’s about your age, I think. He’s cool, has a decent sense of humor and he’s really smart, and huge. He’s taller than Warrick but built like you. I don’t know how Drew can be around him so much without feeling like a Barbie doll or something.”
The Texan smiled lightly, “Sounds like a nice guy. Let’s hope he doesn’t take as long as I did to see what’s right in front of him.”
Greg stroked Nick’s face and then kissed him softly. The brawny man groaned and pulled the blonde closer to deepen the kiss.
Once they parted, Greg smiled gently. “So what’s been bothering you tonight? You seemed all right before you took your break…did something happen?”
Nick sighed and the smile faded from his face. He gave Greg another squeeze and then pulled him toward the sofa; Greg followed without any protest. Once they were sitting, Greg asked if Nick wanted anything to drink.
The Texan chuckled lightly and stroked the blonde‘s thigh firmly. “Yeah, thanks babe.”
Nick watched as Greg went into the kitchen. He noticed the younger man‘s hands were trembling slightly and suddenly cursed himself. He stood and walked to the blonde. “Greg, its not- I just got a call from Jennie, that’s all.”
Greg looked confused, “But Jennie’s fine with- Is this about Beth?”
“No, well…sort of; it’s about everyone.” Nick sighed and closed his eyes for a moment. “Jennie wants to invite you to her wedding.”
Greg smiled, “Seriously? That’s cool.” He turned and started rummaging around in his refrigerator. “…But if it’s going to be a problem, then I just won’t go. If you’re worried it’ll hurt her feelings, we can always tell her that I couldn’t get the time off work. She a tech in a crime lab too…she’ll understand.”
“Greg, it takes you three seconds to grab anything from your fridge,” Nick stated as he placed a hand on Greg’s shoulder. He turned the younger man to face him and lifted Greg’s face so he could look at him. “It’s not that I don’t want you to meet everyone, G. I’m not ashamed of you.”
The muddle-haired youth instantly looked relieved and Nick knew he had found the problem. He pulled the willowy youth close again. “It’s just that not everyone is gonna be as alright with this as my brothers and sisters have been.
“Most will probably just give us some nasty looks and keep their mouths shut ’cause of the wedding but a couple of ’em -like my grandpa- can say some pretty nasty things. And I don‘t want to do that to Jennie or to you…or my parents.”
Greg took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Nick could tell he was struggling with something. “How badly did I just mess up, baby?”
Slender arms wrapped around the Texan’s waist as Greg shook his head and took another deep breath. “You didn’t mess up, Nick. It’s okay to be scared-”
“I’m just scared for you,” Nick pointed out. He rubbed Greg’s back “I don’t want to put you through that.”
“I’ve gone through it before and I’m willing to go through it again…” Greg lowered his voice and his eyes as he finished; “Just not alone.”
Nick frowned. Greg was obviously still struggling, but seemed to have decided to muddle through whatever the problem was. “What does that mean?”
“You don’t want to put us through that,” Greg corrected Nick’s previous statement. He did not sound angry in the least, just understanding and a little tired. “But if you just think of it as protecting me and Jennie, then you don’t have to admit you’re scared for yourself too. It’s okay to be scared, kjære,” Greg stated firmly before Nick could protest again.
Greg moved his hands up Nick‘s body to hold his face and offer a soft smile. “I’m scared, I just-” The blonde sighed, “Jeg elsker deg. I wa-”
Nick smiled and loosened his grip enough to look at the slender man with an expression that silenced him. “Te amo demasiado, baby.” His smile turned surprised at the stunned look that Greg suddenly wore. “You understood that?” The willowy youth only nodded and the brawny man scoffed good-humoredly. “Since when do you understand Spanish?”
“I don’t, only a few words;” The blonde shrugged, “I opted for French in school.” Greg looked as though he were trying not to appear hopeful as he asked, “Did you just say that you love me too?” The Texan wore a huge grin as he nodded, and Greg smiled back warmly before meeting the older man in a deep, slow kiss.
Greg was virtually glowing when they parted, “How long have you known what I’m saying?”
“Just since this evening’; I was gonna get an English to Norwegian dictionary, but Rick suggested an online translator so I asked Archie to help. That was the only one I could remember enough to guess at the spellin’.” Nick’s grin turned a little embarrassed. “Actually, I didn’t spell it anywhere near right, but it was close enough.”
Greg’s expression turned blank, and then he smiled disbelievingly. “You talked to Warrick and Archie about us?”
“Yeah, well…mostly Rick, but they both helped.” Nick settled his arms around Greg’s hips and sighed. “I talked to Rick about Jennie’s call too. He made a suggestion that sounds alright; said maybe everyone who wants to meet you could come out here sometime after the wedding. What do you think?”
“It sounds reasonable,” Greg answered with a shrug. His hands shifted to Nick’s shoulders and he traced a pattern over them that Nick couldn’t follow. “There is another option that you guys overlooked though...”
Nick smiled and pulled Greg closer once more, glad that the younger man wasn’t hurt or offended by his reservations on taking him to the wedding. “Yeah, well what’s that?”
Greg grinned, but his eyes looked a little sheepish. “I can go to Texas with you but not the wedding. Then, you won’t have to fly out there by yourself and stress over what’s going to happen, and we can have a couple days off together. Any of your family who you feel comfortable introducing me to can meet up with us for lunch or something…after Jennie and Ed have had their hopefully drama-free wedding.”
Nick leaned back slightly to look Greg over; the younger man looked genuinely fine with the idea. “Really? You’d fly all the way out to Texas with me just to…what would you do while I’m at the wedding?”
Greg shrugged lightly and made a dismissive sound. “I could check out the cheesy tourist stuff that you wouldn’t find interesting, like a museum or visitors center…or I could get some studying done in the hotel.” The willowy young man smiled benignly, “We’ll have time together afterwards and I can meet your other brothers and sisters.”
Nick grinned widely; “Will did say he’d like us to see his place and I’d love to show you the family ranch.”
“Really...?” Greg arched an eyebrow slightly and smiled in surprise. “You don’t think this is crazy?”
The Texan frowned, “What, bringin’ you back to Texas?” Nick smiled and settled his hands on the slender man‘s hips. “Hell no; I started thinkin’ about what it would be like to take you there after you suggested I take some time to go back and see everyone. I can’t believe you’re fine with flyin’ to Texas with me.”
“I can’t believe we did the whole ‘I love you’ thing that easily and it’s the long weekend in Texas that has you amazed.” Greg laughed silently, “Between that and meeting Drew, I was expecting some sort of freak-out.”
“What’s wrong with Drew?” Nick asked. He offered the younger man a charming smile as his eyes crinkled with laughter. “I lost my head a little in the elevator, but I have to admit he seems like a cool guy once you get over the initial shock that some young, model-pretty genius knows your boyfriend inside out ‘cause he‘s been around a hell of a lot longer than you.”
Greg laughed aloud before draping his arms around the brawny man’s shoulders and nuzzling him. “But you’re not threatened at all, right kjære?”
Nick smiled smugly and slid his hands down to cup the willowy youth’s buttocks. “Nah, I don’t think I have anything to worry about.” His smile turned exuberant, “You love me.”
Greg chuckled lightly, but his smile was honest and sweet. “Yes, I do.” The blonde wrapped his arms more tightly around the older man and shifted closer until their bodies were flush together. His lips brushed against Nick’s as he asked, “Are you going to stay for dinner?”
Nick moved one arm to wrap around the slender man’s waist and held him in place as he kissed him. Greg’s lips parted with a sigh and the Texan plunged his tongue in right away. After a moment of leisurely exploration and massaging, the slender youth began sucking on Nick’s tongue and the older man groaned.
The brawny man tightened his grip unconsciously and thrust against the blonde. Nick only drew away from Greg enough to speak against his mouth. “Dinner later, bedroom now.”
Greg grinned against the older man’s lips. “You are hot when you go all caveman.” He kissed Nick, “Are you going to let go so I can walk?”
Nick tried to kiss the younger man and shake his head at the same time, which resulted in a rather odd, dragging kiss that made Greg giggle. The Texan took the opportunity to press his tongue into the younger man’s mouth again. The blonde sobered and returned the kiss immediately, but smiled into it softly when he felt Nick tighten his grip and lift him enough to half-carry half-drag the slighter man.
Rather than attempt the stairs, Nick took Greg into the guestroom and set him down on unstable legs beside the bed. They were both undressing before the younger man had fully regained his balance. Once they were both nude, Nick knocked Greg onto the bed and covered the willowy body with his own.
Greg moaned as Nick pinned his hands down on either side of his head and kissed him deeply. He arched up against the brawny form pressing him into the bed and offered no resistance when Nick kneed his thighs apart. “Åh gud…I hope you came prepared…Åh!”
Nick pulled away from the bite mark he had just left on Greg’s shoulder as the younger man’s words pushed through the lusty haze clouding his mind. Only then did it occur to him that the blonde wasn’t likely to keep lube and condoms in his guestroom. “Shit;” he started kissing the lithe chemist’s throat and made a mental note to start packing lubricant as well. “I only have a condom on me.”
“You’ll have to take your time then,” Greg warned quietly as his fingers closed around Nick’s. The Texan nodded and allowed Greg to guide his hand towards the youth’s lips. Once Nick caught on, he took control again, sliding two fingers into the blonde’s mouth.
Nick groaned when Greg started licking and sucking on his fingers while staring into his eyes. He squeezed the younger man’s other hand and peppered his neck and chest with kisses. “God Greg,” Nick panted against heated skin; “I can’t believe how much I want you…”
“Åh ja,” Greg breathed out before whispering, “I want you too, Nick…so badly.”
Nick slipped his fingers out of the blonde’s mouth and immediately covered it with his own. He intertwined the fingers of his left hand with Greg’s as his right hand began to prepare the younger man. His tongue and his fingers began a languid exploration, but Nick quickly found himself wanting to know all he could about both of the hot caverns.
Nick could not say how much time had passed before he realized he was thrusting three fingers into the trembling and panting body beneath his and swallowing moans that were almost screams. He had pushed Greg‘s hand over his head and was supporting most of his weight on it, and his erection was throbbing and dripping onto the younger man‘s thigh. “Easy baby;” the words were half panted, half growled between kisses. “We’re just gettin’ started…”
Greg sounded breathless and desperate as he replied between kisses as well. “Åh gud, Nick, ta meg; jeg vil ha deg…Vær så snill…”
It did not matter that Nick could not tell what his lover was saying, Greg’s tone and actions made his desire perfectly clear…and infectious. The Texan was so aroused that he nearly forgot the condom, which had never happened to him before, even during his drunken frat days. Rather than take a second to ponder that, Nick tore open the wrapper with his teeth and sheathed himself as swiftly as possible.
Nick released a rubbery sigh as he pressed into Greg; somehow, it felt even better than the first time. He intended to start slow but the muddle-haired youth wrapped his legs around him and pulled him in deeper. “Føles så godt, elskling…”
“You feel so good, baby.” The brawny man groaned and kissed Greg hard. The willowy blonde moaned and submitted to Nick’s ardor, still moving with him but clearly allowing him to set the pace. Nick growled and began thrusting vigorously.
“Å
h, kjære,” Greg ran his hands over Nick’s chest as he met each of the older man’s thrusts. “Ta meg hardere!”
Nick hoped to god that meant what it sounded like as he began pounding into the slighter man with all he had. Greg matched his pace without hesitation and cried out every time the Texan plunged into him. Nick felt Greg’s tight channel pulsating around his member as the slender man writhed under him. “Oh fuck, Greg!”
Despite the intense pace and hard kisses, their joining felt just as uniting as the last one and Nick loved it. Greg was flushed and panting beneath him, and his hands were gripping Nick’s shoulders as hard as Nick’s were gripping his hips. Both men would likely bear reminders of their lovemaking for weeks.
Long after he had gotten lost in the feel, scent, and taste of his lover, Nick felt a sheen of sweat bloom over his body as his balls tightened and his vision spotted. A few more hard thrusts and he was overcome by an orgasm so intense he nearly passed out. Instead, he roared until his voice broke and then fell onto Greg.
Before Nick found the strength to move or speak, he felt Greg’s hands stroking his back languidly. The Texan smiled and kissed the willowy youth’s neck. “Damn baby…”
“Faen,” Greg’s voice sounded hoarse from all the screaming. “Feel free to go alpha on me whenever you want, kjære.” The blonde unhooked his legs from around Nick and the quivering limbs fell limply to either side of the Texan. He grinned; “Hopefully I won’t be expected to walk anytime soon.”
Nick managed to lift himself and settle some of his weight on his arms. He grinned down at the willowy youth beneath him. “You alright, doll?”
“Perfect,” Greg murmured, wearing a sated smile. He laughed silently; “You look like you just found a pony under the Christmas tree.” The blonde arched up to kiss Nick, then sighed contentedly.
“Eh, done that…this is better.” Nick smiled and rolled onto his side, pulling Greg over with him. The slender youth hissed softly when Nick pulled out of him, and the brawny man frowned as he tossed the condom in the general direction of the trashcan. He stroked Greg‘s cheek gently, “You sure I didn’t hurt you?”
“Mm-hmm; don’t worry kjære.” Greg looked and sounded as though he were ready to drop off any second. “That was fantastic…you‘re fantastic. Jeg elsker deg.” The younger man settled against Nick comfortably as the older man wrapped his arms around him.
Nick smiled when he felt the younger man’s breathing even out as he fell asleep. He kissed Greg softly and whispered, “Love you too, babe.” He fell asleep soon after, still holding Greg.
Nick awoke in the same position a couple of hours later. He laid there holding Greg for a little while, just enjoying the feeling. Then, he carefully slipped out of bed. The blonde shifted and released a soft groan before settling again.
The Texan smiled at the younger man before he slipped his Jockeys on and quietly left the room. Nick grabbed a soda and an apple from the refrigerator before sitting at the counter and pulling out his cell phone. He took a deep breath and then dialed his father’s cell.
The judge answered on the second ring; “Hey Poncho. Is everything alright?”
Nick smiled, “I’m doin’ great, Cisco. How about you?”
“Fine, fine,” his father sounded concerned. “I didn’t expect to hear from you again so soon. What‘s goin‘ on?”
Nick’s smile faded slightly, but didn’t vanish as he glanced toward the guestroom. “It’s about Greg…”
“This about Jennie or Beth?” Roger asked when Nick hesitated. “I heard the girls arguin’ earlier,” he explained before taking a deep breath. “If I were you son, I’d ignore the both of ‘em for now. Neither of ‘em is thinkin’ about this thing realistically.”
“I already talked to Jennie…and to Greg. He isn’t comin’ to the wedding.” Nick bit his lip. “He is comin’ to Texas with me though -assumin’ the lab’ll let him go- so Beth and I might have to settle this then. I dunno exactly how that’s gonna go, but I‘m aimin’ to avoid any scenes at Jennie‘s wedding.”
There was a brief pause before Roger spoke. “You’re bringin’ Greg to Texas with you?”
“Yeah,” Nick cleared his throat and glanced toward the guestroom again before plowing on. “Everyone who’s met him wants to see him again and the few who haven’t want to meet him…’cept for Beth of course. Will wanted us to see his new yard so I thought maybe some of us could have lunch there the day after or somethin’… kill two birds with one stone, you know?”
“That sounds like a fine idea, Poncho.” Nick smiled lightly at the sincerity in his father’s voice. His tone sounded a little hesitant when he spoke again though. “So is that why you called?”
Nick felt a mix of nerves and excitement building in his gut as he responded. “Actually, no; its not. I called because you asked me to…when I figured out what I’m doin’ with Greg. I figured it out, dad. I’m in love with him.”
The pause that followed Nick’s declaration was much longer this time. Nick found himself more impatient than concerned as he waited for a response. He could not take back what he said and he had no desire to, he just hoped it wasn’t too much too soon for his father to accept.
Finally, Roger sighed and spoke slowly but levelly. “You love him.” It was not a question, so Nick did not respond. “And he’s comin’ to Texas to with you…but not to Jennie‘s wedding?”
“That’s right,” Nick answered hesitantly, wondering what his father was thinking. It sounded as though he were still working it all out in his head. “We’ll both understand if you don’t want to meet him, but it would mean a lot to me if you did, dad. I don’t expect you to-”
“Of course I’m going to meet him.” Nick’s mouth snapped shut when his father interrupted. “What kind of man wouldn’t meet the person his child loves? I can’t promise it’ll go smoothly Poncho; this is new territory for all of us.”
Nick was lost for words. It touched him deeply that his father wanted to meet Greg, but he knew that wasn’t the end of what his father had to say. Still, his mouth fell open and his eyes widened when Roger spoke again.
“Now why the hell aren’t you bringin’ Greg to Jennie’s wedding?”
Nick stuttered for a moment before finally croaking out a hoarse, “What? It‘d not that simple dad, you know that better than I do.”
“It is simple, son. You love him and your sister wants him at her wedding. I know it’ll be hard, Poncho, but bein’ a man means makin’ difficult choices and livin’ with the consequences. For what it’s worth, I know the man I raised is up to the challenge.”
Nick’s eyes misted as he smiled widely, “Thanks Cisco. That means-” He cleared his throat, but his smile faded before he could start again. “Are you sure you’re alright with this? I’m not the only one who’s gonna have to handle the backlash. Grandma and Grandpa…they aren’t gonna take this well.”
“I know that better than you do, Nick,” Roger replied firmly. “Let your mother and me handle your grandparents.”
“No Cisco, this is my problem.” Nick sighed and rubbed his temples. “I don’t wanna drag you and mom into it.”
His father snorted. “Did Jennie ask your permission before she decided to invite Greg to her wedding?”
Nick scoffed; “Of course not.” He turned and leaned back against the counter. “You know Jennie; once she gets an idea into her head there’s no stopping her.”
“Oh, I know.” Roger chuckled quietly. “And I doubt Will asked how you felt about bringin’ Greg when he invited both of you to his place?”
Nick made a sound of confirmation and the judge continued. “Then they already know how you feel about him and they’ve already decided how they feel about him too. That makes this a family matter now. I can’t promise I’m not gonna say somethin’ wrong when I meet Greg but I’ll be damned if I’m gonna stand aside and let my own flesh and blood outright insult my son and his…what do I call him?”
Nick laughed, partly out of shock and partially out of relief. “RJ asked the same thing. I dunno, I just think of him as my Greg, but I guess ‘boyfriend’ works. That’s what he refers to me as; I guess it’s only fair to call him the same.”
“I suppose it is.” Roger chuckled lightly as well. “I know your mother wouldn’t stand for me to treat her as anything less than an equal. I guess it isn’t so different with a boyfriend…”
Nick smiled and glanced towards the guestroom again. There was no sign of movement inside. “No, it really isn’t.” He took another deep breath and nodded to himself. “Alright; if you want to talk to grandma and grandpa before the wedding, I’m not gonna argue with you.”
“Good.” Roger‘s tone let Nick know he would have been in for some argument if he‘d tried to stop him from talking to his parents. “Now you’re bringin’ Greg to the wedding right?”
Nick’s smile broadened, “If the lab can spare him for a few days. We have enough time before then that he should be able to.”
“Well let me know closer to the date, so I can talk to them before the wedding. Then it won’t come as too big a shock when they see him there.” Roger sighed heavily, “You know this isn’t gonna be easy, Poncho.”
Nick’s smile fell as he matched his father’s sigh. “I know, Cisco. How do you feel about all this, really?”
“I’m not gonna lie to you, son; I still don’t understand this,” his father sounded confused but calm. “But you’ve never used the word lightly and I know better than to try to talk someone out of love, let alone one of my kids. I told you before; we’ll work it out…I’m sure meetin’ Greg will help.”
Just then, Greg emerged from the guestroom wearing nothing but a pair of boxers and with his hair muddled even more than usual. He smiled brightly upon seeing Nick and the Texan returned the smile without thought. “Hey Cisco, can I call you back later?”
“Of course;” Roger sounded slightly amused, as though he knew exactly why his son suddenly wanted to cut the conversation short. “I should be finishing up my lunch anyway. Goodbye, Poncho, I‘ll talk to you later.”
“Bye, Cisco.” Nick ended the call and set the phone down just as Greg approached him. The younger man straddled his lap and planted a kiss on his lips. The Texan didn’t hesitate to wrap his arms around Greg’s shoulders and return the kiss.
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