New Drabbles: #096-100
Hooray ... this leaves me with only two drabbles left *glares at the remaining two prompts*. And sooner or later I'll kill those bunnies, too. *grins*
These drabbles wouldn't have been possible without the help of my dearest dear timothy_quinn. I was whining to her last night about my bunnies neglecting me, and she kindly threw a few of hers in my direction. *hugs timothy_quinn. Thanks, love. You're the best!!!
So now ... enjoy.
But beware ... it's FLUFF!!! *laughs*
Bev
Title: "The note"
Author: Beverly aka Bev *too*
Prompt: #096 "Writer's Choice"
Fandom/pairing: CSI, Gil Grissom
Wordcount: 100
It took him a while before the soft rustling of paper invaded his dreams. Slowly, sleepily Gil opened one eye, and saw a little note under his right hand.
A note.
No Nick.
Just a note.
He took the note, and reached with his other hand for his glasses that were on the little tabled beside their bed. He put them on, and read the note. And he had to smile.
'Gone out for fresh croissants. Be back in 20. Love you. Nick.'
Gil laid back again, closed his eyes again and murmured softly, "I love you, too, my Nicky."
End
Title: "Moving Day"
Author: Beverly aka Bev *too*
Prompt: #097 "Writer's choice"
Fandom/pairing: CSI, Gil Grissom
Wordcount: 100
"I found one!"
Nick's voice sounded enthusiastic over the phone, and Gil could almost see his blinding smile.
"Where is it?" he asked back.
"It's about twenty minutes from the lab, with a big garden, and really, really nice neighbors. I already talked to the couple next to us. Gil, they have a dog. Mikey, a sweet black lab, and ... "
"Alright, Nicky, alright. Breathe!" he interrupted his lover. "When can I take a look?"
Nick gave him the address, and Gil scribbled it down. Then he put the receiver down with a smile. It seemed as if they were moving.
End
Title: "Sense ...
Author: Beverly aka Bev *too*
Prompt: #098 "Writer's choice"
Fandom/pairing: CSI, Gil Grissom
Wordcount: 100
Where was the sense in all of that?
Gil looked down at the bloody bodies of the two children. He knew that a few feet away he would find their parents. And he knew that downstairs he would find the killer. A junkie who was SO high that he didn't even know where he was right now. Didn't even know what year it was.
He sighed deeply, glad that he hadn't assigned Nick to this case. It would have touched the younger man deeply. Maybe too deep.
This makes NO sense, Gil thought, as he began to examine the bodies.
End
Title: ... and sensuality"
Author: Beverly aka Bev *too*
Prompt: #099 "Writer's choice"
Fandom/pairing: CSI, Gil Grissom
Wordcount: 100
Gil watched Nick from the shadows, watched the way the muscles moved sensually under all that golden skin. He relaxed against the doorframe, to take the sight in. Nick had just walked out of the shower, and was now drying himself.
But not in an efficient way. Nick moved slowly, almost as if he knew that he was being watched. A few drops ran down his side, and Gil wanted nothing more than to walk over and lick them away.
He almost sighed in disappointment when Nick threw the towel away and put his shirt on. It was pure sensuality.
end
Title: "Guess what?"
Author: Beverly aka Bev *too*
Prompt: #100 "Writer's choice"
Fandom/pairing: CSI, Gil Grissom
Wordcount: 100
"I should have guessed it, hm?"
Nick raised his head, and glanced over at his lover who stood in the open door to the kitchen, watching him with a tender smile.
"Should have guessed what, Gil?" Nick asked back.
Slowly, almost predatory, the older man walked closer, pressed his lover against the counter and took his mouth in a hart, passionate kiss.
"When you said you wanted to get into my pants ... I should have guessed that you only wanted to wear them," he murmured between two kisses, and cupped his lover's backside lovingly through his own, black silken shorts.
End
These drabbles wouldn't have been possible without the help of my dearest dear timothy_quinn. I was whining to her last night about my bunnies neglecting me, and she kindly threw a few of hers in my direction. *hugs timothy_quinn. Thanks, love. You're the best!!!
So now ... enjoy.
But beware ... it's FLUFF!!! *laughs*
Bev
Title: "The note"
Author: Beverly aka Bev *too*
Prompt: #096 "Writer's Choice"
Fandom/pairing: CSI, Gil Grissom
Wordcount: 100
It took him a while before the soft rustling of paper invaded his dreams. Slowly, sleepily Gil opened one eye, and saw a little note under his right hand.
A note.
No Nick.
Just a note.
He took the note, and reached with his other hand for his glasses that were on the little tabled beside their bed. He put them on, and read the note. And he had to smile.
'Gone out for fresh croissants. Be back in 20. Love you. Nick.'
Gil laid back again, closed his eyes again and murmured softly, "I love you, too, my Nicky."
End
Title: "Moving Day"
Author: Beverly aka Bev *too*
Prompt: #097 "Writer's choice"
Fandom/pairing: CSI, Gil Grissom
Wordcount: 100
"I found one!"
Nick's voice sounded enthusiastic over the phone, and Gil could almost see his blinding smile.
"Where is it?" he asked back.
"It's about twenty minutes from the lab, with a big garden, and really, really nice neighbors. I already talked to the couple next to us. Gil, they have a dog. Mikey, a sweet black lab, and ... "
"Alright, Nicky, alright. Breathe!" he interrupted his lover. "When can I take a look?"
Nick gave him the address, and Gil scribbled it down. Then he put the receiver down with a smile. It seemed as if they were moving.
End
Title: "Sense ...
Author: Beverly aka Bev *too*
Prompt: #098 "Writer's choice"
Fandom/pairing: CSI, Gil Grissom
Wordcount: 100
Where was the sense in all of that?
Gil looked down at the bloody bodies of the two children. He knew that a few feet away he would find their parents. And he knew that downstairs he would find the killer. A junkie who was SO high that he didn't even know where he was right now. Didn't even know what year it was.
He sighed deeply, glad that he hadn't assigned Nick to this case. It would have touched the younger man deeply. Maybe too deep.
This makes NO sense, Gil thought, as he began to examine the bodies.
End
Title: ... and sensuality"
Author: Beverly aka Bev *too*
Prompt: #099 "Writer's choice"
Fandom/pairing: CSI, Gil Grissom
Wordcount: 100
Gil watched Nick from the shadows, watched the way the muscles moved sensually under all that golden skin. He relaxed against the doorframe, to take the sight in. Nick had just walked out of the shower, and was now drying himself.
But not in an efficient way. Nick moved slowly, almost as if he knew that he was being watched. A few drops ran down his side, and Gil wanted nothing more than to walk over and lick them away.
He almost sighed in disappointment when Nick threw the towel away and put his shirt on. It was pure sensuality.
end
Title: "Guess what?"
Author: Beverly aka Bev *too*
Prompt: #100 "Writer's choice"
Fandom/pairing: CSI, Gil Grissom
Wordcount: 100
"I should have guessed it, hm?"
Nick raised his head, and glanced over at his lover who stood in the open door to the kitchen, watching him with a tender smile.
"Should have guessed what, Gil?" Nick asked back.
Slowly, almost predatory, the older man walked closer, pressed his lover against the counter and took his mouth in a hart, passionate kiss.
"When you said you wanted to get into my pants ... I should have guessed that you only wanted to wear them," he murmured between two kisses, and cupped his lover's backside lovingly through his own, black silken shorts.
End