Hi there! ^^

[natroga.livejournal.com]

Hi! I'm new in this community (but not the fandom) and I wrote a little Nick/Greg ficlet a few days ago. So I thought I post it here. :)

"Honey" (Yes girls, I eventually came up with a admittedly stupid title)
Pairing: Nick/Greg
Rating: R (for some swearing)
Summary: Greg has a problem

A/N: Many, many thanks to cinderlily, carolinecrane, geekwriter143 and eledhwenlin for convincing me that this is, in fact, not an utter piece of crap.



Every time Nick Stokes opened his mouth, Greg knew he was in trouble.

In very deep trouble.

He wasn't troubled by nurturing an astonishingly huge crush on the other man, hell, he had for *years*, it was just that when Nick talked, Greg had to fight the urge to just grab him and push his tongue into Nick's mouth, because he *really* wanted to know if his mouth tasted as much like honey as his voice led him to believe it did.

Ergo, trouble.

Because he really shouldn't be thinking stuff like that about a co-worker, one who was a friend of sorts, one who was, as far as Greg could tell, really incredibly straight.

And he shouldn't be thinking about that when he was supposed to listen to Grissom, because becoming a CSI was much more important to him than an embarrassing schoolboy crush (at least that was what he told himself), and dammit, he worked hard for all that self-control, so why oh why did Nick have to come in late that evening, voice still rumbly and deep from sleeping, and now Greg was thinking about honeyed *gravel* and that really shouldn't turn him on as much as it did.

Christ, that was prime wanking material for months.

"Sanders?"

Nick. Figures.

Part of him actually wanted to shriek at Nick to Shut. Up. because how was a guy supposed to concentrate when all that honey-graveled southern goodness rendered any sort of cognitive process nearly impossible?!?

"Sanders, man, get your head out of the clouds and come on. We have a 419 in Henderson."

Damn. Damn damn damn damn damn damn damn DAMN.

"Listen, are you alright? You've been weird all evening. Well, even more weird than usual."

And then Nick had the audacity to chuckle.

Life just wasn't *fair*.

"No, I'm perfectly, impossibly, incredibly alright. Nothing troubling me at all."

And when Nick turned around and walked out of the building, Greg almost believed it himself.

Comments

[nekosmuse.livejournal.com]

Oh that was brilliant. I'm actually hoping you continue this, because I could see this becoming one of those long, drawn out, angsty as hell series. I never really gave much thought to Nick's voice, but you're right, it does sort of reminisce of honey. Such a very cool way of putting it.

So much love for this story. It's just so very pretty and very guy and very true and I adored it.

[nekosmuse.livejournal.com]

And obviously guy should be guh. Man do I suck this morning.

[natroga.livejournal.com]

Well, I have this weird ... thing ... about George Eads' voice, so maybe I paid, like, extra special attention to it. ^^ Thanks for your comment!

[spike-phoenix.livejournal.com]

honey-graveled southern goodness

Best phrase evar!

[natroga.livejournal.com]

Glad you liked it! I'm very proud of it myself. *pats herself* ;)

[http://users.livejournal.com/_slytherin_girl/]

That was great, but I want more! Please? *gets down on her knees and starts begging embarrassingly*

[natroga.livejournal.com]

I can't promise anything, because this was actually some sort of plotbunny that bit me in the middle of the night. Plus, I'm going to be pretty busy in the next few months, but I'll see what I can do.

[jupiterlullaby.livejournal.com]

So. Adorable. Great job! I especially liked the line "honey-graveled southern goodness." And along with everyone else, I do want more. This has so much potential for lovely, angst-filled goodness.

[natroga.livejournal.com]

The problem is, I've always been a very concise person when it comes to writing, plus I'm going to be super busy in the next few months, so I don't know if I can continue it.

[amethyst-lupin.livejournal.com]

Mmmm... very nice. Poor Greg.

[jacosh-neko.livejournal.com]

Continue............................... *shakes fist menicingly*

[natroga.livejournal.com]

As I said, I simply don't know if I'm going to have the time (or an idea how to continue). But, if that plotbunny bites me again, I'm going to break out the carrots and try to force it to stay. But until then: Please don't hurt me! *hides under her desk*

[jacosh-neko.livejournal.com]

*throws away the desk* ..... okay!

[imyourally.livejournal.com]

That was really cute. It was a great way to start my afternoon.

[natroga.livejournal.com]

Thanks! I do what I can. ;)

[ullman.livejournal.com]

Hee. This is just so adorable. Have a lot of love for your Greg and I do hope you'll find the time to continue this in the future! Thanks for sharing this :)

[sillie]

Ergo, trouble.

Hee, jup. :'3 Loved this, and when you have the time (don't you wish we got more hours in the day? *pouts*) then maybe, you can continue this... right? *blinks*

[summervalley.livejournal.com]

That was lovely. Great job. I completely understand the "weird thing" you have about George Eads´ voice. Honey ... ooh yeah.

[miriam.livejournal.com]

That was sweet. :)
Ad, oh, I feel for Greg.. Nick's voice gets me all "honeyed up", too. ;)

[jazzytim.livejournal.com]

Continue this! I like this a lot.