Kiss Me, Lab Rat

Greg's mind was flowing just as fast as his car was. He was trying to come to terms with his actions of the last twenty-four hours. First was his falling for the Chapstick thing then following Nick to the "new" place. Sure he had thought Nick was hot but he had also believed him to be straight. Now he knew differently and how. But it had been years since he had spent two days in a row with someone. And they had dated for months before it happened. Yet he didn't want to be alone. He wanted to be with Nick, wanted his bed, his arms, his kisses and his cooking. It wasn't even just that. What was really scaring him was how much he had really meant it when he had said he wanted to move in. The wild thing as Nick says was ready to give up everyone else if he could just have Nick. When had it happened? When had he fallen this deep in love with the CSI Ladies Man.?

Greg reached his apartment. He grabbed his mail on his way up the stairs to his place. Heading straight for the bedroom he grabbed the bag he used for getaways. He threw the mail in, next some clothes and last his hygiene bag. He dropped the bag by the front door. He watered his plants. He log on to his computer and handled a few emails that couldn't wait. Once everything was taken care of and he felt the place would be fine for a few days. He left. He couldn't remember ever wanting needing to be with someone this much. It was overwhelming in a way. A good way, yes, this was the right thing to be doing. He pulled into Nick's driveway.

Nick pulled out of the lab's parking lot heading for the store. His first stop was the special coffee place that carried Greg's coffee. Next he stopped at the grocery store to pickup the things that he remembered Greg eating and drinking around the office and a few things that he needed. Last before heading home was the deli and the special French toast. His thoughts landed on one big glaring question as he drove home. When did you ever buy things for someone else to eat that you had just started seeing? At least seeing outside the office? Yet, thoughts of Greg moving in had drove Nick to get everything that Greg would want and need. Nick felt the need to make his place into Greg's place also. Nick smiled as he drove up seeing that Greg was waiting.

Greg pulled in the drive as far right as he could, hoping that it gave Nick enough room to get by. The two men kissed as they reached each other. Greg helped with the stuff that Nick had. It took three trips to get everything from the car.

"What did you do? Buy out the store?" Greg joked as he saw all the bags.

"No, of course not, I left the sink at the store."

A few minutes later Greg returned to the kitchen after dropping his bag in the bedroom. Pulling things out of the store bag he really wasn't paying much attention until he pulled out this one juice. Greg's mind flashed back to the day Nick had grabbed it out of the refrigerator at work thinking it was his juice. He had made the worst face then spit out into the sink.

"Who drinks this garbage?"

"That would be mine. Don't you see the Sanders on the label?"

"It's next to mine and no I didn't. I thought I was getting mine. How can you drink that?"

"It grows on you."

And here Greg was pulling it out of the bag. As Greg looked back over the things sitting on the counter and at the bags in the trash it hit him. Most of the stuff was his food. A smile just exploded across his face.

"Thanks, Nick."

Looking up with a puzzled look, "Your welcome, but for what?"

"Making me feel at home," Greg moved around and closed in on Nick capturing his mouth before he could respond.

They kissed for several long minutes. Finally parting, "breakfast is getting cold."

Nick pushed Greg to sit at the counter and opened the container of french toast and pulled out the homemade syrups. As they sat there eating their breakfast Greg told Nick about the dinner and Gil. Laughing about how he had managed to keep from reveling, it was Nick. The talk then moved to whether or not and when they would let people at work know about them. It bounced around over all the issues that they could think of but it always came back to two main things. One they didn't want to share yet as it was just too soon. They still were working it all out, both driven to jump in with both feet which is totally unlike either of them when it came to relationships. And two Nick still felt uneasy about what would happen. A part of him was still afraid of a repeat of what had happened in Texas. He thought things would be fine here but.

As they reached the decision to wait the mood shifted. Nick lean over and kiss Greg. His mouth tasted the strawberry that Greg used and sharing the blackberry that he used. A few more bites and the plates were empty. But they still had three continuers of syrup; strawberry, blackberry and maple.

Nick locked eyes with Greg, "we can't waste the syrup, now can we?" his voice dripping lecherous desires.

Greg was barely able to get his voice to respond, "You're right that would be a crime to waste them."

Nick was off the chair, syrups and bottled waters in hand and almost flying down the hallway. Greg cleaned up the breakfast, putting things in the trash or dishwasher. He followed Nick down the hall but moments later. Looking in Greg saw that Nick had been busy. The blankets from last night lay on the bench at the end of the bed. A new sheet was draped over the bed including the pillows and bench. Nick was in the process of stripping.

"Greg, come on in," Nick's voice a sultry invitation. "Do you need help in getting undressed?"

Nick had managed to get naked in that moment and was now moving on Greg. Nick moved like a predator going after prey. His eyes glisten with desire, need, and a plan to have Greg begging for release.

Greg was frozen to the spot and gulped, "Nick?"

Greg's body shook with need, desire and a little terror as he felt the vibes flowing from Nick. To be the one, the man, that was the target of this much attention was overwhelming. Nick reached Greg gently pulling his head so that their lips met. The kiss was soft as a feather. The feel of a breath pulled in and then another feather light kiss. Only to be repeated until Greg finally stopped shaking and almost melted into Nick.

Nick started to undress him. Nick taking his time, moving only as fast as Greg seemed to be able to handle. Nick at last led a nude Greg to the bed, into the center and on his back. Nick climbed on straddling Greg. Holding the maple syrup over his lover's chest and letting a thin stream drizzle down. Laying out a loose line from the neck to just past navel and then setting the syrup back on the nightstand. Nick lean down first claiming a long deeply passionate kiss. Next he started the slow licking of the syrup trail. Moving over Greg's neck on down the winding path pass each of the nipples where he stopped. Until each little nub was hard from not only the licking but also the sucking, nipping and kisses. Their cocks rubbed against each other as Nick moved down Greg's body. Greg humped into Nick and in return Nick pinned his lover down as he followed the trial. He moved on down the path continuing to clean the syrup from his lover. The man who was already moaning and pleading for other things but Nick just kept to the slow work of cleaning the syrup off. At one point Nick had to grab Greg's hands and hold them down so that he could continue. Greg burst as Nick lick his navel, his tongue fucking it, cum flow joining with the last bit of syrup.

Nick flipped a limp Greg over after reaching the end of the syrup. And although Nick was hard he had been fantasizing about the rimming. Nick reached the night stand grabbing the things he needed. First Nick took a long drink of water. Next he slipped the cock ring on. Then he held up the last of the blackberry syrup drizzling it down Greg's back stopping as it started to drip between Greg's cheeks. Leaning up Nick made quick work of cleaning off the syrup from the top of the back. Slowing as he made his way down to the small of the back. He changed to a very slow creeping pace as he started down between the cheeks. His tongue tasting the sweet syrup mixed with the saltiness of Greg. The feel of the treasured hole better to his tongue than any fantasy, each little pucker and the moans heighten Nick's actions. He licked sucked and kissed his way all around it before pushing his tongue in. Hard and fast his tongue plunged in and out.

Greg was once more babbling on, "fuck" "Please Nick!" "More" "cock" "Nick" with moans interlaced.

Finally Nick had to stop. A condom slid on, lube then the slow push into Greg. Greg pushed back then Nick snapped the cock ring off. He pounded into Greg. The pace hard fast and deep as Greg pushed back opening himself wider. Nick came within moments having pushed himself almost to far. Greg came just behind him as Nick continued his motion slowing as the orgasmic quakes ran through his body. Feeling Greg's body calm beneath him he pulled out. Instead of getting Greg into the shower like he should Nick just moved up beside his lover pulling the blanket over them both. Greg settled into his side asleep almost before the blanket settled on him.

Nick followed moments behind him, his eyes snapped back open for a moment then remembering that they were off the next two days, his eyes closed back. The alarm wasn't set.