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nickngregTitle: Stuck
Challenge: Voyeurism at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
ngchallenge.. and I guess there's a little of the DNA one in there too.
Pairing: Nick/Greg, super-brief hinting at Warrick/Cath
Rating: R-ish? Nothing too graphic.
Disclaimer: I may work for a CBS station, but that means nothing more than getting paid pennies. Don't own.
Spoilers: None
Warning: Unbetaed, but I did the best I could. If you spot any glaring errors, please, point them out. My first foray into Nick/Greg writing.
Summary: Warrick thought it was great that Nicky was getting some.. but he really didn't want to know the details. Warrick POV
Warrick didn't know how he managed to get himself stuck in situations like this. He had only planned on leaving the conference for five minutes to get an extra battery for his laptop. But instead, he found himself flat on his stomach under the bed in the hotel room he was sharing with Nick. And what was Nick doing? Oh, not much, just standing three feet from 'Rick's current position, murmuring sweet nothings to someone who looked like.. and sounded like.. no... there's no way it could be.. Sanders? He hoped not, but Nick's next words proved his fears absolutely right as his friend and colleague invited the former lab rat to take off his clothing.
He buried his face in his hands, shaking his head at the soft moans and teasing words he could hear, unable to block out the quiet slide of fabric over toned chests and arms and down hips and thighs, seeing clothes pooling on the floor only an arm's length away from him, trying not to laugh at the sight of... these have to be Greg's.. boxers covered in rainbow DNA strands. But any laughter quickly died as he watched a naked Nick going down on his knees, turning his head away and wondering what he had done in his life to ever deserve having to listen to G's excited gasps.
Swallowing hard, he found himself wishing that he could have revealed himself back when the two other men had entered the room... because now he's drowning in the sound of kisses and skin meeting skin, when he could be sitting in an intriguing seminar on the latest crime-solving technology. Actually, he'd rather be anywhere than here, here underneath a mattress that's lowering onto him as two eager bodies made their way onto the bed. He muffled a growl into his palm, imagining every single thing going on above him, and praying that he wouldn't be found out. What would everyone think of him then? The player caught listening to two of his co-workers. He imagined that Cath and Sara would love to be in his position.. Cath and her obsession with sex and Sara gaining all the information she could to tease both men about it later. Even Gris probably wouldn't mind so much, studying how Nick and Greg would have ended up together and why. But Warrick? Man, he'd rather be on top of the bed, preferably with a certain blonde CSI..
As he shifted into another uncomfortable position, shaking his foot to wake it up, he could feel the mattress moving, shaking, as he imagined Nick on his back as Greg moved inside of him..? No, no, he didn't want to think that, and why is Nick.. begging? Oh, god, Stokes is begging Sanders to fuck him harder, and Warrick is just thankful he doesn't have to watch it because it's terrible enough having to listen. He lets his attention drift to the carpet, distracting himself by imagining what he would find in there if he had his kit on him. Would there be blood..? Semen? Of course there would be semen, there will be semen all over the room after the bed collapses on his head, if the way the bed's shaking is any indication. Shit, does Sanders ever shut up? Nick's obviously getting the best sex of his life, because Warrick has never heard anyone carrying on the way those two are. And he would know, because he knows he's a great lover, and no one has ever made those sounds with him!
It's not making him hard and it's not making him horny.. it's just making him wonder how he never knew something was going on with them in the first place. He was once a betting man, but he never would have money on those two getting together. He hadn't seen any teasing looks, hadn't thought anything of the Post-Its that had started appearing all over Nick's stuff... and Nicky's car was in the shop, that's why Greg was driving him to work! Or not, apparently. He wonders when in the world Nicky decided he was gay, why his buddy never bothered to tell him, and thinking of ways he could tease Stokes about this situation without actually letting either of them know that he had been under the bed the whole time....
His thoughts were suddenly ripped apart as he heard gasping and then what had to be Greg letting out a cry, the bed stilling above him the loud sounds of sex gradually slipping into murmurs, then loving words, and then finally, finally... loud snoring he recognized as Nick's...
Warrick let out a soft sigh, waiting precisely five minutes before beginning to crawl his way out from under the bed. He nearly had heart attack when he gathered enough courage to glance at the two men tangled in the sheets and saw Greg looking at him through smirking eyes. He shook his head, quickly throwing covers over naked bodies before murmuring.. "Man, next time, make sure you do this in his bed, not mine.. Not. Mine." He shook his head, trying to keep himself together as he got the hell out of the room, wanting to leave the two men in peace... and wanting to try and forget everything he had witnessed from his spot under the bed.
X-posted:nickngreg, ngchallenge
Challenge: Voyeurism at
ngchallenge.. and I guess there's a little of the DNA one in there too.Pairing: Nick/Greg, super-brief hinting at Warrick/Cath
Rating: R-ish? Nothing too graphic.
Disclaimer: I may work for a CBS station, but that means nothing more than getting paid pennies. Don't own.
Spoilers: None
Warning: Unbetaed, but I did the best I could. If you spot any glaring errors, please, point them out. My first foray into Nick/Greg writing.
Summary: Warrick thought it was great that Nicky was getting some.. but he really didn't want to know the details. Warrick POV
Warrick didn't know how he managed to get himself stuck in situations like this. He had only planned on leaving the conference for five minutes to get an extra battery for his laptop. But instead, he found himself flat on his stomach under the bed in the hotel room he was sharing with Nick. And what was Nick doing? Oh, not much, just standing three feet from 'Rick's current position, murmuring sweet nothings to someone who looked like.. and sounded like.. no... there's no way it could be.. Sanders? He hoped not, but Nick's next words proved his fears absolutely right as his friend and colleague invited the former lab rat to take off his clothing.
He buried his face in his hands, shaking his head at the soft moans and teasing words he could hear, unable to block out the quiet slide of fabric over toned chests and arms and down hips and thighs, seeing clothes pooling on the floor only an arm's length away from him, trying not to laugh at the sight of... these have to be Greg's.. boxers covered in rainbow DNA strands. But any laughter quickly died as he watched a naked Nick going down on his knees, turning his head away and wondering what he had done in his life to ever deserve having to listen to G's excited gasps.
Swallowing hard, he found himself wishing that he could have revealed himself back when the two other men had entered the room... because now he's drowning in the sound of kisses and skin meeting skin, when he could be sitting in an intriguing seminar on the latest crime-solving technology. Actually, he'd rather be anywhere than here, here underneath a mattress that's lowering onto him as two eager bodies made their way onto the bed. He muffled a growl into his palm, imagining every single thing going on above him, and praying that he wouldn't be found out. What would everyone think of him then? The player caught listening to two of his co-workers. He imagined that Cath and Sara would love to be in his position.. Cath and her obsession with sex and Sara gaining all the information she could to tease both men about it later. Even Gris probably wouldn't mind so much, studying how Nick and Greg would have ended up together and why. But Warrick? Man, he'd rather be on top of the bed, preferably with a certain blonde CSI..
As he shifted into another uncomfortable position, shaking his foot to wake it up, he could feel the mattress moving, shaking, as he imagined Nick on his back as Greg moved inside of him..? No, no, he didn't want to think that, and why is Nick.. begging? Oh, god, Stokes is begging Sanders to fuck him harder, and Warrick is just thankful he doesn't have to watch it because it's terrible enough having to listen. He lets his attention drift to the carpet, distracting himself by imagining what he would find in there if he had his kit on him. Would there be blood..? Semen? Of course there would be semen, there will be semen all over the room after the bed collapses on his head, if the way the bed's shaking is any indication. Shit, does Sanders ever shut up? Nick's obviously getting the best sex of his life, because Warrick has never heard anyone carrying on the way those two are. And he would know, because he knows he's a great lover, and no one has ever made those sounds with him!
It's not making him hard and it's not making him horny.. it's just making him wonder how he never knew something was going on with them in the first place. He was once a betting man, but he never would have money on those two getting together. He hadn't seen any teasing looks, hadn't thought anything of the Post-Its that had started appearing all over Nick's stuff... and Nicky's car was in the shop, that's why Greg was driving him to work! Or not, apparently. He wonders when in the world Nicky decided he was gay, why his buddy never bothered to tell him, and thinking of ways he could tease Stokes about this situation without actually letting either of them know that he had been under the bed the whole time....
His thoughts were suddenly ripped apart as he heard gasping and then what had to be Greg letting out a cry, the bed stilling above him the loud sounds of sex gradually slipping into murmurs, then loving words, and then finally, finally... loud snoring he recognized as Nick's...
Warrick let out a soft sigh, waiting precisely five minutes before beginning to crawl his way out from under the bed. He nearly had heart attack when he gathered enough courage to glance at the two men tangled in the sheets and saw Greg looking at him through smirking eyes. He shook his head, quickly throwing covers over naked bodies before murmuring.. "Man, next time, make sure you do this in his bed, not mine.. Not. Mine." He shook his head, trying to keep himself together as he got the hell out of the room, wanting to leave the two men in peace... and wanting to try and forget everything he had witnessed from his spot under the bed.
X-posted:
nickngreg, ngchallenge
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Date: 2005-07-07 01:37 am (UTC)Oh man. I loved it! Great job! :)
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Date: 2005-07-07 08:08 am (UTC)Thank you, I'm glad you loved it!!!
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Date: 2005-07-07 01:39 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-07-07 08:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-07-07 01:53 am (UTC)Mwee! What a sweetie though... covering them up before leaving.
That was fun! Great story!
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Date: 2005-07-07 08:11 am (UTC)Hee, he was half being sweetie... half not wanting to have to stare at naked man parts (yet)!
Thanks!!
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Date: 2005-07-07 12:40 pm (UTC)And someone has to look at those mattress burns for him... heh.
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Date: 2005-07-07 02:18 am (UTC)Bwahahahahaha! Love it! Poor 'Rick. ;)
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Date: 2005-07-07 08:13 am (UTC)Glad you loved it! It was SO much fun to write.
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Date: 2005-07-07 09:26 am (UTC)I love how he was trying to distract himself with thinking what he'd find in the room with his kit...but that just takes him straight back to what's going on right above his head.
And I wonder how Nick would react if he knew Warrick had been there...and that G had apparently known!
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Date: 2005-07-08 06:58 am (UTC)I figured he needed something to take his mind off what was going on... but thinking about work just wasn't good enough.
We'll see if I can gather enough plot bunnies for a sequel... maybe.
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Date: 2005-07-07 03:02 pm (UTC)This has got to be the best Voyeur smut I've ever read. And it's not even very smutty! Ohhh, clever!
I LOVE LOVE LOVE IT!
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Date: 2005-07-08 07:02 am (UTC)I can't write straight smut, but this? This is what I love writing. XD
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Date: 2005-07-07 07:54 pm (UTC)Cutest thing I've read in months!
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Date: 2005-07-08 07:03 am (UTC)And maybe I'll see if I can come up with some sort of companion piece.. but I make no promises. :)
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Date: 2005-07-07 10:23 pm (UTC)Very funny.
Wish I could swich places with him...
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Date: 2005-07-08 06:33 am (UTC)Appreciate it, man!
This was both very hot, and very funny. More please!
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