Release from Pain

Growling in his ear Heather violently took off his belt and tossed it to the side. Grissom had never imagined he would act like this towards another human, especially Heather. But some primal instincts were calling to him to use pain as a means of pleasure. He pulled her hands from his waist and pinned them above her head. This had been what she said she needed. Gill was between her legs grinding his hips into her groin making her writhe. She bit his shoulder and rotated her hips to make him harder than he was.

The pain started to get him excited and that thought made him leave scratch marks down the side of her arms. Gill shouldn't be here but then when it came to Heather all the rules went out to window. Crushing his lips to hers he swallowed her moans. Drinking them down as if she was the very breath that he needed in order to live.

"Help me forget." Heather pleaded against his ear.

Gill pulled back from her and looked into her eyes. There was shame and revulsion. "Forget what?"

"Help me to forget what he felt like, what he smelled like. I need you to help me, please." Heather pleaded winding her hands onto his hair. Gill had no intention of leaving her now.

"What can I do?"

"Fuck me!" It came out in a growl. Gill complied and moved down her body leaving fire in his path. He nipped at the flesh just above her underwear. While his finger were busy slipping them down her hips over, over her knee's and off onto the floor. Kissing the inside of her thigh he made her squirm in unfulfilled need. He moved her nether lips apart and placed a chaste kiss to her core before he plunged his tongue into her center and tasted her.

Heather dug her nails into Gills shoulders encouraging him to go faster. The long lick and gentle nips were making her lose her mind. Every lick had her nails going farther into his shoulder and every little nip made her moan louder. He could feel her inner muscles tightening signaling her release which made him stop.

"Don't stop." she moaned out. He crawled back up her body and kissed her hard giving her a taste of herself on his tongue.

Running her hand down his sides bringing them to rest on his pants. She didn't get the chance to unbutton them because Gill rolled her on her side. He made sure that her back was to his chest.

Her breath was coming in raged pants. She hadn't felt this good in a long time and Heather had an inkling that Grissom wasn't done with her yet. It made her heart ache. the time they had together would be short when the police figured out it was her and be here on the steps of the Dominion to arrest her. Her thoughts dropped off when she felt Gill enter her from behind allowing for deeper penetration.

"Yes." The both hissed out the word. He wrapped his left around her waist and used his right as a pillow for her head.

"Faster... Oh right there."

"God." Grissom turned his head to in hail the scent in her hair. In and out, in and out Gill made it agonizingly slow. He committed her moans to memory and the feel of her inner muscles gripping his hard cock. The power she had over him drove him to move faster and faster. Taking them over the edge and riding out the shock wave as she milked him for all he was worth.

There was always the after glow that accompanied release. She had taken his free arm and wrapped it around her more securely and let out a long deep sigh.

Heather looked at Gills arm around her waist and she felt sorry for wounding him. The scratches were nearly bleeding and she had no doubt the scratches on his neck, back and shoulders would bleed if he stretched too much. There was no excuse for the bite marks on his chest. She was caught up in the moment and the pleasure.

"I'm sorry." she whispered.

"For what?"

"All the marks I left on you."

"Heather I didn't say stop this time, not like I did with..."

"Shh." She turned in his arms and kissed him.

"I know what I did and I will not run from it." Gill kissed her back.

"I'll help you." he said and stared into her eyes.

"Don't put yourself at risk." Heather said her gaze never wavering form his.

"I can..."

"No I have people who can help. A judge owes me a favor or two." She meant it as levity but he just scowled at her. Grissom pulled her into the safety of his body. when he got back to the Crime Lab he would remove himself from the case after this. It would look bad enough if Brass come into this room right now and saw them.

Heather shifted and let her body fall into a deep exhausted sleep. She hadn't meant to but that was what happened. it wasn't long before Grissom did the same. Maybe he would get lucky and Brass wouldn't get here until morning.


A/N: Please review I like them so much. They make me want to write more.