Too Much Information

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TMI: Too Much Information
By Sassy

“Love is a feeling, give it when I want it.” Sara said to the cat beside her on the couch. She was cat sitting for her neighbor. “Madge, you know that you can’t pout the whole week that your ‘mommy’ is away. It would be rude.” She knew talking to the cat was silly. She just needed someone to talk to and the cat seemed a better choice than talking to herself.

Sara had made it only as far as the couch since arriving home after a long shift. “I never want to see that man again, Madge. NEVER.” Grissom was a real piece of work, but nothing compared to what he had done that night.

*Flashback to Five Hours Previous*

Grissom had paged her to his office. She was hot and frustrated. The air conditioner in the garage was on the fritz and she’d been stuck processing the run down Buick that had been hauled in from the scene of a quadruple murder.

“What is it, Grissom? I’m kind of busy.” Sara said as she stopped just inside the door.

Grissom looked up from the paper’s in front of him. Sara’s hair had curled slightly from the heat. He loved her curls. He shook his head slightly to stave off a daydream that had been coming on since him and Sara had returned to the lab that morning.

“I’ve got an experiment. Care to help me out? The car isn’t going anywhere.” Grissom said as he picked up the pair of handcuffs he borrowed from Brass.

Sara rolled her eyes at him. “Sure. It’s cooler in here anyway. You really need to get on Ecklie’s case about the garage AC. It’s a sauna in there.” She followed him to the layout room. “What exactly are we experimenting?”

“We know that Victim number 1, Sandy, was dead when Victim number 2, Mike, was still alive. He drug her around the house. We just need to prove how he did it without .” He had the cuffs slapped on one of wrists before she could say anything else. He cuffed the other one around his wrist just as Brass came into the room.

“Tell me you didn’t just put those cuffs from my desk on your wrists?” Brass said as he grimaced.

“We did.” Grissom said ignoring his drama.

“The key broke off in the hole.” He said calmly as Sara’s expression began to change from amusement at the thought of him joking like usual to realization as she looked at the key hole.

“What have you done, Grissom? I have to leave here in ten minutes. I have an appointment and I can’t be late.” Sara began waving her cuffed hand in the air pulling his with it.

Grissom groaned as his hand flew into the air. “Sara, try to clam down. I didn’t know. Maybe we can get someone to cut them off.”

“Everyone has gone home. We are between shifts. Grissom, you will have to come with me. I can’t be late, or I won’t get my prescription. Brass, will you drive us?” Sara said as she looked pleadingly at both of them.

He nodded. Grissom started to protest. “Gil Grissom, do you want a tired and cranky CSI on your hands because her cycle is messed up? Those patches are the only thing that keeps me regular and if you want to mess with Mother Nature go right ahead and refuse, but rest assured I can make your life a living HELL.”

He looked at her startled. He never thought she’d share something that personal in a room with only two men present. “Get the truck, Brass.”

The trip to the gynecologist’s office was one filled with colorful words. Both Brass and Grissom would never joke about a woman and her little visitor again. Their cheeks were red from embarrassment when they arrived.

“Move your ass, Grissom.” Sara said as she stepped out onto the ground.

“I’m moving, I’m moving.” Grissom said as he made an ‘I’ve just slit my own throat’ gesture at Brass, who couldn’t help but chuckle.

Grissom began following at her persistence. He looked toward the small lot of cars. Noting a familiar red Ferrari in the lot. Today was just not his day. He hoped they could avoid a scene.

They walked in and Sara told the woman behind the desk her name. “She’ll be with you in just a moment, Ms. Sidle. She needs to talk to you before giving you your patches this time.”

Sara and Grissom sat down side by side on a small sofa by the door. Grissom sensed her presence before seeing her. He looked up slowly. The black leather boots, the straight black dress, the tight leather jacket. Lady Heather.

Her eyes were smoldering hot. “I see why you’ve been avoiding the Domain. I guess your new lady friend her has you on lock down. I never pegged you as the type to just get his kicks and not call.”

Grissom couldn’t say a word. The relationship he had with Heather had become intimate after the second case he’d worked that had led to her door. He was intrigued by her. It was purely sexual. Nothing romantic. She knew this. Why was she being this way?

“Sara, this is…” Grissom began.

“Heather. I know, she fits Nick’s description.” Sara said as anger and jealousy flashed in her eyes, but she smiled sweetly at Heather. Too sweetly.

“Sara, Gil speaks of you often.” She didn’t mention the few times that he’d slipped and used her name while they were between the sheets.

Grissom’s face grew red again.

The nurse chose that moment to call her name. Sara got up quickly. “Come on, Grissom.” The stares they got at being handcuffed together almost made her laugh. Almost. She was too mad at Grissom to see humor in this.

The doctor had been a little hesitant to talk about Sara’s cycle in front of Grissom.

“I assure you, Doctor Blets, I got a crash course on her cycle on the drive over here. There is nothing I don’t know.” Grissom said which in return he received a stomp on the foot from Sara. He looked at her replied. “Well, I did.”

The doctor ran through the instructions and informed her that she had went from the high dose to the low dose of hormones. Sara assured her that if she had a change in cycle, she would call immediately.

Brass was waiting for them outside when they left the building. “Your friend stopped and talked to me on her way out, Grissom.”

“We spoke.” Grissom said not wanting to relive that moment again.

“I got someone at the lab that is going to cut them off of you now. You two ready to be unhooked?” Brass said as he waggled his eyebrows at them. “Or we could just leave you two like that and get passed whatever it is that ‘isn’t’ going on between they two of you.”

“I want to end this NOW.” Sara said quickly. “I have a house guest and I need to get home.” She felt no need to tell them that her ‘guest’ was a fifteen pound bundle of fluff who only wanted to be patted on her terms.

Grissom’s face fell at the mention of a house guest. He wondered who it could be. He remained silent the entire trip back to the lab. Michaels and Bruce managed to get the free of the cuffs in under a half an hour. Sara grabbed her jacket and left without saying good-bye to any of them.

*End Flashback*

“You know, Madge, that woman isn’t all that. What does he see in her? She just wants to control him. Doesn’t he see this?” In response, the cat got up and curled in Sara’s lap. “Now when I’m about to drag my ass to bed you want to be petted. I see how you are.” She stroked the cat under the chin. She liked having the cat in her apartment. It didn’t seem so lonely with her there.

Sara yawned and continued to pet the cat. It was pretty relaxing and her head leaned back on the couch. She was out like a light.

To pairs of hands were touching her, caressing her. Making her moan. One hand cupped a breast and lips were crushed to hers. Grissom was kissing her. She felt another set of hands fondling her center. With Grissom’s mouth on hers she couldn’t see who else was touching her. She didn’t want them to stop. She moaned in ecstasy.

A finger slid into her most slit, filling her to the hilt. Grissom began nibbling her neck. “Let us make love to your beautiful body, Sara.” She nodded agreement.

The finger was replaced with a tongue. It slid over her folds. Licking and sucking gently. Grissom moved down her body with his tongue. He took the other man’s place. It was then that she could see who else was touching her, tasting her. It was Warrick. His mouth came to cover hers and immediately her tongue was dancing with his.

Grissom turned her over so that she was on her hands and knees. He entered her from behind while her mouth went to work on Warrick.

Grissom began thrusting wildly in and out of her. Making her moan as she took Warrick’s shaft all the way inside her mouth. Warrick had his hands in her hair holding her in place while he lightly pumped her mouth.

Sara began to climax as Grissom’s member slid erratically into her. Just as he was about to climax himself…..Sara awoke.


She immediately touched her body. It was cold and sweaty. “Best damn dream I’ve had in years.” She placed the cat on the floor and padded into her room for a shower. She needed it. If only she hadn’t woken before he’d… “Snap out of it, Sara.” She said aloud to the empty bathroom.

Just as she was about to turn on the tap, a knock sounded on her door. She hurried to the door. Looking through the peep hole, she rolled her eyes. She pulled the door open and asked angrily, “What do you want?”

Grissom just stood there with a white paper sack in one hand and a cup holder holding two Styrofoam cups with lids and straws. “I brought a peace offering.” He gestured with the bag and cups.

She stepped aside and aloud him entrance. He walked to her counter where he say the food and drinks down. He turned to her. “I’m sorry about earlier, Sara. I never would have put them on us if I’d have known they were jammed.”

“I know.” Sara said softly as she perched on the barstool beside where he was standing. “What’s in the bag?”

“Corn dogs for me and a house salad with shrimp for you. I got you a coconut crème pie shake as well. They are delicious.” He said as he sipped at his straw.

Sara reached over and took hers from the tray. Taking a sip, she had to agree. “Grissom, can I have that salad now? I’m kind of hungry.”

He pushed the salad her way. Taking out his corndog, he began to bite it. Sara said. “Back when I used to eat meat, I used to eat my corndogs dipped in Carmel. I know it sounds gross, but I loved it.”

Grissom just glanced at her amused. “I’ll take your word for it. But I don’t want to try it.”

“I’m just making small talk, Grissom.” Sara said as she pulled his hand towards her and pulled off a piece of the breading around the dog and popped into her mouth. “Why did you really come by, Grissom?”

“To see you.” He said simply.

Sara nearly choked on her salad. “Excuse me?”

“Lady Heather means nothing to me, Sara.” He blurted quickly. That had been his intention for coming to see her. To tell her that she had nothing to worry about.

“Your personal life is none of my business, Grissom.” Sara said as she put her fork down and pushed the salad away, having suddenly lost her appetite.

“But I want it to.”

Sara just looked up at him. Tears filled her eyes and she blinked them back. She couldn’t let herself hope he was saying what she thought he was saying.

“I know I’ve messed up, Sara. I just hope that you are willing to give me another chance and that it isn’t too late.” He said as he reached for her hand.

She was shaking. He stood up and wrapped his arms around her. “Sara, I shouldn’t have waited so long. Everything I ever wanted, needed, is right here with you.” He placed a small kiss on her forehead.

She looked up into his eyes and whispered, “Kiss me.”

He dipped his mouth close to hers and said without looking away from her, “Once our lips touch, Sara, you belong to me. So if you want out now is your chance.”

She leaned forward and their lips met. It wasn’t a long kiss. This one was just to test the waters, but Sara wrapped her hands around his neck and pulled him back down to her. She kissed him hard this time. Her tongue slid across his lips. His mouth opened to hers. His hands were around her back lifting her from the stool.

“Heaven.” He said when their lips parted.

She smiled. “I knew you’d be a good kisser.”

“How did you know that, Sara?” Grissom said as his mouth nuzzled her neck.

She only smiled and pulled him up for another kiss. Grissom pulled away this time. “Let me show you something, Sara. Do you trust me?”

“With all that I am.” Came her easy reply.

“Just relax.” He said as his hands came to her neck and pulled her face to his. His lips lingered on hers for a second or two before moving to add his tongue to the equation. His tongue touched every inch of her mouth and lips. Never breaking contact. Minutes passed as they were still kissing. When the need for air finally made them pull apart, Sara replied nearly breathless, “What was that?”

“A Sicilian kiss, my own invention. Saved only for you.” Grissom said as he caressed a patch of skin that peeked out between her shirt and pants.

Her mouth found his again and she began removing her clothes. They moved from the kitchen to the bedroom. Shedding clothes as they walked. Teasing each other as each last bit of clothing was removed. When Grissom came to touch her she moved away. Causing him doubt until he saw her teasing smile. He went after her. Pinning her between his body and her dresser.

He turned her so that she could see them both in the mirror. He kissed her neck and shoulder. She kept her eyes locked on him. His hands were skating across her flesh softly. Causing her to whimper and moan.

“Take me to bed.” She whispered as his fingers found her clit. He rubbed it softly before taking her hand and leading her to the bed. He turned her so that she was facing him and kissed her softly. He pushed her down on the bed. She pulled herself backwards so that she was in the center of the bed.

He made his way up her body, kissing and caressing. His mouth found hers. He parted her legs and slid into her softly. Sara’s body tensed a bit and Grissom immediately stopped moving. “Am I hurting you?”

“No…it’s been awhile is all.” She said as she began kissing his neck.

He moved slowly with in her. Sara’s hands caressing and encouraging him.

“Harder, Gil. Harder.” Sara said as she let the wave a pleasure rip through her body. He thrust harder and deeper sending her into another wave of pleasure. She screamed his name.

He was so close already and that just caused him to lose control. He spilled his seed deep with in her walls. Sweat dripped from his body to hers. Tears poured from their eyes. “Sara, I never knew it could be so beautiful.”

She pulled his head to rest of her chest. “I love you.” She spoke the words before her head could tell her no.

“I love you.” He said as he closed his eyes and listened to her heart as it began to slow and return to normal.

They had fallen asleep. Grissom woke her a couple hours later to make sure her alarm was set. He kissed her shoulder. His hand slid under the sheet and began to stroke her clit. She arched into his hand. “That feels nice, Gil, but I’d rather have you inside me.”

He rolled onto his back and pulled her on top of him. “Show me what you like, Sara.”

She straddled him. He was buried deep with in her loins as she began to move slow at first. Using his shoulders for leverage she began to move faster. She rode him hard. Pouring every ounce of energy into showing him what she liked. When he started moving beneath her and he gripped her hips to hold her in place, she panted, “Don’t stop, Gil. Don’t stop.”

He thrust up into hard and deep. “You like this, Sara?”

“Yes. More, Grissom, more.” He rolled her onto her back then and placed her legs upon his shoulders. He thrust deep inside her. She writhed below him as she came hard. “I’m cuming, Grissom.”

The sounds she was making were his undoing. One final thrust and he exploded deep inside her. He collapsed atop her sated and exhausted. Sleep over came them once again.

Sara awoke later in the afternoon to an empty bed. She started to panic until she heard the shower running in her bathroom. She smiled and stretched. She got up from the bed and walked naked into the bathroom.

“I better call the law. There is a naked man in my shower. That’s never happened before.” Sara said as she stepped into the shower with him.

He kissed her and pinned her against the shower wall. He lifted her legs and slid into her. “Good morning to you too.” She said as he plunged into her over and over again. His eyes stayed fixed on hers. He made no move to kiss her again. He watched intently as her face showed her ecstasy. “Cum for me, Sara. Cum for me. Only me.” He said as she continued to slide in and out of her wet folds.

She clung tightly to him as her legs wrapped around his waist. “Soon, so soon. Fuck me.”

He growled low in his throat as he attacked her neck then. “Such a dirty mouth on such a beautiful woman.” He whispered softly. This caused her to climax.

Her walls tightened around him and he felt her when she came. He slowly slid out of her and placed her quaking legs upon the floor. “What about you?” She asked as her voice returns.

“I will be fine.” Grissom said as he took his member in his hand and began to stroke it. Sara removed his hand and knelt in front of him. Taking him in her mouth sucking slightly. She let her tongue run down the length of his shaft before taking him all the way inside her mouth. She bobbed her head. His hands tangled in her hair as she finished him off. She swallowed all he had to give and stood and kissed him before stepping into the water.

“You are so bad, you are good, Sara.” He helped her wash her hair.

Twenty minutes later they were out of the shower and in the kitchen sipping coffee from the mugs. Grissom was reading the evening paper. Sara had her feet pulled up watching him over her steaming mug. “Grissom, this is nice. Having you here in my kitchen doing the domestic thing with me.”

He looked up and smiled. A twinkle was in his eyes that she hadn’t seen in years. She smiled. He put the paper down and bent toward her. He rested his chin on her knee. “What do you want to do this weekend? I have it on good authority that we get Friday and Saturday off.”

“Other than being with you, I don’t care. Oh yeah! We are throwing you a surprise birthday party tomorrow night at eight. Brass is going to be bringing you. So just go with it like you normally would.” She knew how he hated surprises. “They will kill me if they find out that I told you so you must act surprised.

He smiled “I can do that. What you getting me?”

“You’ll have to wait and see tomorrow night, won’t you?” She teased as she ran a thumb across his bearded cheek.

He closed his eyes and leaned into her touch. “We’d better get to work. I have to go by my house and change. You want to ride with me or drive your own car?”

“I think I’ll drive. I promised Bobby I would come in early so he could show me the new ballistics software.” Sara said as she kissed his nose.

“Okay.” He leaned in and kissed her mouth softly. “Be careful. I’ll see you in about an hour then. Okay?”

“Okay.” She watched him go and smiled. She poured Madge some cat food in her bowl and filled her water dish before heading out the door behind him.

Sara was in the break room pouring coffee when Brass walked in. “Anyone seen Grissom?”

“He was supposed to be her already. When he left me this evening he was going to change and head in.” Sara’s hand immediately flew up to her mouth. She’d said too much.

The whole team was watching her. They waited for her to explain, but she instead walked from the room and out of the building. Turning three shades of red. She looked up as she let her eyes focus in the dark. A black Mustang with the top down was pulling into Grissom’s spot. She did a double take. It was Grissom.

She walked over to him. “Where have you been?”

“My damn car broke down half way here.” He said as he pushed the button for the top to go up. He stepped from the vehicle. He leaned in and kissed her. “I missed you, beautiful.”

“I might have accidentally let it slip that you were at my apartment and that you went home to change.” She looked worried at first until she saw the smile on his lips.

“I don’t care.” He said as he grabbed his kit in one hand and wrapped the other around her waist and headed back into the building.

They walked in this way and Catherine was walking out of the break room as the were almost to his office. Catherine smiled and gave them the thumbs up sign.

Grissom just rolled his eyes and told Sara, “I’ll be in there in a few minutes.” Sara smiled and walked away.

The cases that night were rather easy ones. Even so Grissom managed to fall in the mud. He was standing in the shower when the door opened. He had fantasized about Sara while in that room.

She would come in naked and wrap her arms around his wet, naked body. Caressing him. He would back her up to the wall and turn her around. She would protest about getting caught at he replied softly in her ear, "Don't fight it Sara, I will have my way!" He would entered her from behind. Holding her close to him as he stroked in and out of her. Pleasing her. Kissing her neck he would then turn her around and pull one leg up over his hip and enter her again. Bracing himself with his hands on the wall, he would thrust into her until she begged him to not stop. He would climax before her and finish her off with his hand while he watched her writhe.

Catherine clearing her throat snapped him out of his daydream. He went to cover himself, but it was too late. She’d seen his erection. “Shall I send Sara in to finish you off, Gil?” She turned and walked out leaving Grissom blushing.

When he emerged from the shower, he went in search of Sara. He found Catherine instead. He avoided looking in her eyes. “Seen Sara?”

“She went to grab a bit to eat with Greg and Nick. I must warn you Grissom, she lost a bet and I have no idea what the consequence was but Nick carried her out of her on his shoulder.”

Grissom laughed. “With those two, there is no telling. If you see her before I do, send her to my office. Please?”

“I will…I tell her it’s a pressing situation and she better ‘cum’ soon.” Catherine teased. Grissom blushed again.

Grissom was in his office when he heard a familiar laugh. He saw Brass walking down the hall with Lady Heather on his arm. They stopped just outside the break room door. Brass leaned down and kissed her passionately on the lips. She left then and Grissom came out of his office toward him.

“Well, you look happy.” He said teasing smile.

“I guess I like being whipped and chained.” He said as he headed back toward his office.

Just then Sara and the boys entered the building. She caught sight of Grissom and grimaced. He looked at her perplexed. “I didn’t want to do it.” She said as she got close enough to touch him.

“Do what?” He said as he stroked her cheek.

She stuck her tongue out at him. It was newly pierced and swollen.

“Sara, what on earth?” He started and Nick cut him off.

“She lost a bet..” Nick said as he high-fived Greg.

He gave the boys a ‘get lost’ look and they were gone. “Sara, you know you didn’t have to go through with it.”

“Yes, I did. Those boys would never let me live it down if I chickened out. I learned my lesson though. I won’t bet them anymore.” She grimaced as her teeth raked across her sore tongue.

He just smiled and squeezed her hand. “I’ve heard some crazy stories about tongue rings. I guess now we can try them out.”

“Oh you!” She said as she rolled her eyes and swatted his arm. She pulled him into his office. “About tonight…I have to help set it up so I won’t see you until the party.”

He frowned at this. “I was hoping to cuddle with you.”

“Tonight, I promise. We get the next two nights off remember?” A glint of mischief in her eyes. “I have something special planned for the next few days and nights.”

He grinned as she walked out leaving him breathless.

*Later that night at Neon Lights*

Grissom had played his part perfectly. He’d acted surprised and almost fooled her as well. Sara watched as he joked around with the team. He seemed more relaxed. He squeezed her leg under the table after all the gifts were opened. “What did you get me, Sara?”

She gulped and handed him a small wrapped parcel. He opened it and found a silver bracelet inside. “It matches the chain you wear around your neck.” She replied as he slid it on his wrist and let her fasten it.

“Thank you.” He said as her fingers lingered on his arm for a few minutes.

“I’ve got one more.” She got up and turned the portable CD player on that was sitting on their table. Music wafted from the speaker as she began to sing.

“I’m too sexy for my shirt. To sexy for my shirt. So sexy it hurts.” She began unbuttoning her blouse. She sang the next part and her pants started to come unbuttoned.

Grissom turned the music off and stilled her hands. “No lady of mine strips in front of our friend’s. Save this for tonight at home.”

The rest of the table broke out into applause. “We knew it.” Catherine said as she high-fived Brass and help her hand out to Warrick. “Pay up.”

The newly announced couple slid back into the booth and Grissom placed his arms around Sara. He kissed her full on the mouth and the applause began again.

*The next morning*

Sara woke up and groaned. Her tongue hurt like hell. She sat up and pulled the long bar from her tongue. They said she had to pierce it not keep it. She looked at Grissom who was laying there beside her trying not to laugh. “Can’t handle it huh?”

“Shut up.” She said as she snuggled down next to him. They had spent the night at his place this time. His bed was softer than hers. “Want breakfast?” He asked softly.

“Yogurt.” Her tongue was steal going to need some healing time. “Just yogurt.”

Grissom sat on the edge of the bed and stretched. He stood and stretched again. He touched his toes and stood back up.

Sara was watching him amused. “Just what are you doing?”

“Stretching. I am not in shape anymore. You keep trying to wear me out.” He teased. “I do this every morning, well, almost every morning.”

Sara looked at him and rolled her eyes. “I thought you were getting me some yogurt.”

“Yes, little lady. Wouldn’t want you wasting away.” He walked from the room wearing nothing but a smile.

“Your shades better be drawn.” She called after him.

“What if they aren’t?” He challenged.

“I would hate for someone to lose an eye for looking at my man.” Sara quipped. She could hear him chuckling from the kitchen.

He returned about ten minutes later. He had a plate of hard boiled eggs, a bottle of Fire Salsa, and a cup of yogurt and a spoon for her.

“If you are going to eat that Fire Salsa, you won’t be kissing me and setting my mouth on fire.” Sara told him as she dumped some salsa on his plate.

“Yes, I will.” He replied taking a bite. “Eat up.”

They finished eating and Gil leaned over to kiss her mouth. Her mouth opened readily eager to accept his tongue. The taste of the salsa invading mouth. The spices burning her tongue slightly.

She replied softly as she ran a hand up his bare inner thigh, "I'm on fire, give in to me"

THE END