I'm the boss - 16/24


Author: Daniela
Fandom: CSI: Crime Scene Investigation
Pairing: Greg/Grissom, Nick/Sara (implied)
Rating: NC17
Category: Romance, Smut
Series/Sequel: Breaking the Ice
Disclaimer: I don't own them but I love them dearly.
Summary: Grissom takes advantage of his position.
Warning: Slash, M/M
Feedback: Yes, please. It's the icing on my cake.
Email: daniforblue@yahoo.de
Released: December 2003
Revised: November 2019
Word Count:
1080
Beta: None




"Hi, Greg. How's it going?"

"I couldn't be better." Greg smiled enrapt.

"I see. You've fixed the problem with the boss then." Michael returned the smile.

"I still don't know what you're talking about," Greg said, beaming.

"Sure. Be that way. I don't mind. It's fun to watch both of you."

Enchained by their conversation they didn't notice Grissom, who had just arrived at the lab.

Grissom wasn't in the best mood. The new murder case appeared to be unsolvable and he just came back from a meeting with the new sheriff. Seeing Greg with the man, who was famous for being the best looking guy and the most shameless flirt in the lab, let him feel what he thought he would never feel again.

Jealousy.

He hated to feel that way. "Haven't you two no work to do? Again!"

Michael's grin broadened. "Sorry, boss. I was just passing by. I couldn't resist having a little chat with my best buddy here."

"Michael is already on his way," Greg said, putting the things on his desk in order.

"See you later - buddy." Michael walked away.

"Hi, Gil, what's up?"

"Do something you get paid for," Grissom snapped, not amused by his usual boyish attempt to charm him.

Greg's grin faded off. He looked puzzled. "What's the matter, Grissom?"

"Just do what I told you. That's an order. I'm still your boss."

Greg's expression turned blank, his lips small. "Yes, sir."

Grissom walked away.

Greg dropped into his chair. He did his duties in a cheerless manner, was only working by rote. His mind was busy with different things. Grissom's behavior was sometimes more than unreadable to him, rather intolerable. Greg hadn't a clue what was going on. What had he done now? He couldn't think of a thing. Okay. Time to make a fuss. He took the printed papers and walked to Grissom's office.

The big boss was sitting at his desk.

"I have the results."

"Close the door from the inside."

"Uh, sure." He carried the order out.

"Come here."

He advanced the desk, unnerved but ready to talk things out.

Grissom took the papers from his hands, laying them down, unread. "Didn't I tell you, don't bring your private life to work?"

"Huh?"

"You were flirting with him."

"Who are you talking about?"

"Michael Andrews."

Greg was stunned speechless.

Grissom raised his eyebrows. "Don't you have anything to say?"

"No. I mean... yes. I wasn't flirting. I'm with you. You know that."

"Exactly. I'm the only one you're gonna get off at the lab."

"What?" Greg blinked.

"Blow me."

"Sorry. What?" Greg flushed, at the same time abashed and excited.

"I said blow me."

"You can't be serious?"

"I'm your boss. That's an order."

"Someone could come down the hallway at any second."

"Almost everyone went home. We're basically alone. Do it."

Well. Just now Greg got a glimpse at Grissom's crotch and the undeniable bulge in Grissom's pants. Inspired by his lover's horniness he conceded to his craziness. "Yes, sir." He circled Grissom's desk and knelt down. Strangely aroused by the idea to get caught in the act he freed the hard cock of his boss and started licking him.

"Good. Just faster. Come on!"

That Grissom was expressing his feelings so open-hearted excited Greg even more and he doubled his efforts to please his lover. Sucking him harder and deeper, showing him how much he liked tasting him.

Grissom's hands clenched around Greg's upper arms. He gasped. Just a bit too loud.

"Shhh," Greg soothed him, though he was not helping by circling the sensitive tip of Grissom's cock with his tongue. That treat just increased Grissom's blunt noises. Oh, yeah, baby. Come on. Greg swallowed the whole length of the cock.

"You-" Grissom dug his fingers into Greg's arms.

Greg hummed and sucked avidly on the hard-on.

Choking out a stifled groan Grissom spurted off.

Greg didn't mind but sucked him dry, smacking his lips. He then stood up, smiling.

His boss couldn't hide his satisfaction pulling his zipper up. "What are you still doing here? You can go back to work."

"Is that right?" Greg kept smiling.

Grissom's eyes narrowed. "Go."

"Okay. Fine." Greg shrugged and turned around.

"Greg."

"Yes, sir?"

"Come here."

"Whatever you want." Greg walked back to him.

Grissom kissed him quick but just as thorough. "You are the best."

"Thank you, sir."

"We'll see each other later."

"Is that an order?"

"Of course. I'm your boss."

Greg showed his most cheeky smile. "Okay, Gil."

"What about going out to grab something to eat first?"

"You mean together?"

"That's right, Greggo."

"Yeah, I'd like that."

"Just don't get used to it. It won't happen often."

Greg leered. "Sure - sir. Don't get used to me being submissive. That won't happen too often either."

"Don't push it, smart boy."

"Well, maybe you should teach me a particular strict lesson tonight, Gil."

"Maybe I should, Greggo. Go now, before we both get sacked."

"Right." In high spirits Greg bounced out into the hallway and almost ran Sara and Nick over.

"Hey! Watch it," Nick scolded, shaking his head.

"Sorry, I didn't see you."

"What's the matter with you? I've seen you daydreaming often lately."

"Nothing in particular. Just a lot of work to do and I can't wait to go home." Greg chuckled and almost took off sprinting away.

Nick frowned. "I think he's madly in love."

"Why do you think that?" Sara said, dispassionate.

"He'd never behaved this strange before. He was lovesick a few weeks ago, but now he seems plain happy. Something has changed."

"Do you know who he's in love with?"

"I don't know for sure. Yet."

Sara winked at him. "I'm sure you'll find out in a blink."

Nick smirked. "Just watch me, Sidle." He had no intention to tell Sara what he suspected though. He had seen where Greg had come from skipping on his way like a schoolboy.

Grissom's office.

That couldn't be, right? He was just imagining things. Greg and Grissom? No way! Yeah, sure, but what if he was right? He'd suspected for some time that Greg had a crush on Grissom. But he would never have believed that Grissom could return those feelings. Not by any chance. Even if there were any feelings on Grissom's side, he could never tell Sara about that. She would be heartbroken. Nick could never hurt her; even she would always choose Grissom - and not him.


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