FIC: The Second One-3/3
TITLE: The Second One 3/3 "Baby Doll"
AUTHOR: ic789
PAIRING: Nick Stokes/Gil Grissom
RATING: NC-17
WARNING: Set before season 7
DISCLAIMER: I would love to see them in bed, I don't own 'em
SUMMARY: Nick finally understands
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Their family knows the edition is coming
“Mmm…” Nick sleepily threw his arm over Gil’s warm side, and scooted closer. His arousal was seeking relief, and had woken him up. It had been over a week since they’d made love and Nick was restless. He rubbed his erection on Gil’s thigh in the hope of waking him. When he got not response, Nick pushed his erection into Gil’s bottom and gently pushed while he kissed his neck.
Gil turned, looking at him and sat up. With a backward glance, Gil went to the bathroom. “What is goin’ on?” Nick wondered in frustration. He was pulling out all of the stops; laid on his back, taking his boxers off. He gently stroked himself, waiting for Gil’s return.
Hearing the bathroom door open, Nick massaged his testicles with long fingers, and urgently stroked his rigid member. Gil never turned him down when he did this, always citing that it was explosively hot. Gil sat on the bed quietly, “I’m too tired for games, Nick.”
“Why?” Nick asked grumpily, continuing to stroke himself. “It’s not fair.”
“Don’t whine,” Gil got up and put on his bathrobe. “Go back to bed.”
“I am in bed. Why is ‘Precious’ sleepin’?” Nick was bewildered.
“You’ve forgotten how many shifts I’ve done this week,” Gil was now annoyed.
“’Precious’ never seems to mind,” Nick coyly responded, rubbing his tip in an attempt to entice his husband. Then he slowly rubbed one long finger up the vein that throbbed with need. He knew that it aroused Gil when he touched himself so slowly. However, his enthusiasm was eclipsed by his husband’s indifference. “Why are ya’ bein’ like this, Peanut?”
“I’m exhausted,” Gil ‘fake’ yawned.
“Alright, just come to bed then. I promise I’ll let ya’ sleep.” Nick smiled sweetly and opened the covers, while Gil crawled back in.
They’d had ‘dry’ spells before, and Nick wasn’t concerned. He couldn’t help cuddling up and wrapping his body around Gil to go back to sleep. Gil gently began to extricate himself from Nick, “It’s too warm,” It was difficult for Gil to sleep with Nick’s cuddles when he was pregnant. He disliked being touched sleeping, too uncomfortable.
Nick abruptly awoke up to Jami’s cries. Looking over, Gil was deeply asleep, not moving at all. Nick put a few of their pillows in his place and got out of bed. He put some sweats on and went to attend to their daughter. Jami was not happy as she stood, arms out. and crying real tears when he got to her room. “Hey, Baby. Ohh, ya’ll are okay, oohh Sweetie,” she latched onto him as if her life depended on it when he pulled her out of the crib. She was angry, and Nick knew it. She didn’t let go of his neck as he undressed her and even changed her standing up. “Aww Baby, what’s wrong?” he cooed, gently. She didn’t let go when Nick searched her closet and dresser for her clothes. Usually, Gil got her up in the morning, and Nick couldn’t decide if that’s what was bothering her or if she was just in a ‘mood.’ Nick had gotten her for the past five days, always with the same result. It unnerved him to see her so upset, what an awful way to start the day.
They went downstairs and got her morning bottle. He fed her like an infant, cradling her in his muscular arms; this seemed to calm her. She didn’t take her eyes off him the entire time, holding his shirt tightly with the hand that didn’t hold the bottle. He’d loved having a baby to care for, so small and giving. “Are we gonna get ya’ a sib?” he asked trying to tame her curls. She finally smiled at him and held out her finished bottle.
They went back upstairs and he washed her face and hands. He loved putting barettes and ribbons in her hair; and she seemed to agree with it. She still wanted to be held as they got her “bag” together. Nick tried to set her down to put a t-shirt on, but she began to wail. Gil didn’t even move when that began in the master bedroom.
He met their sitter at the door and handed their daughter over. She was composed now and gave him a wet ‘baby’ kiss as she left, even waving as she was carried down the walkway.
He crawled back into bed, his shift didn’t begin until noon, and hugged the pillows separating he and Gil.
He was at the lab when the lightning bolt struck him. Gil’s prolonged bathroom trip, not desiring sex, his ‘exhaustion,’ his grumpiness, his need to sleep away from Nick, his lingering with Jami. Catherine mentioned that she’d been moody during her pregnancy, and Nick knew. Gil was pregnant again. Nick went through the rest of the day feeling ten feet tall.
When their paths crossed at one in the morning, Nick couldn’t help giving Gil the slurpiest kiss and the tightest hug. He wanted Gil to tell him, before he let on that he knew. Gil eyed him suspiciously, but didn’t say anything.
When Nick left work, he stopped at a twenty-four hour store and made three purchases. He placed the ‘newborn’ baby in Jami’s crib when he kissed her, and went to bed.
He heard Gil come into the house after another long shift, just in time to get Jami out of bed. He smiled and pulled off his underpants, turning the baby monitor on. He was going to relish this.
“Who’s your new friend?” Gil asked Jami. She gurgled and threw something against her crib. “This looks like a baby.”
“Bruh…bruh…bruver,” Jami clapped her hands in glee. She giggled and Nick thought that Gil was tickling her tummy.
Nick dozed, and awoke when Gil sat on the bed. “What’re you doing putting new toys into her crib?” he asked.
“Mmmm.. c’mere,” Nick’s warm arm snaked around Gil’s waist and pulled him in. Gil let himself lay on top of Nicky. They kissed gently and Gil rolled onto his side. Nick faced him, kissing his forehead. They fell asleep and awoke to the alarm to get Nick up.
Gil was completely asleep, and Nick got ready as quietly as he could. He placed the small baby doll and the baby bottle on the nightstand; knowing it would be the first thing Gil saw when he woke up. He kissed his husband on the lips and left with another giant smile on his face.
AUTHOR: ic789
PAIRING: Nick Stokes/Gil Grissom
RATING: NC-17
WARNING: Set before season 7
DISCLAIMER: I would love to see them in bed, I don't own 'em
SUMMARY: Nick finally understands
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Their family knows the edition is coming
“Mmm…” Nick sleepily threw his arm over Gil’s warm side, and scooted closer. His arousal was seeking relief, and had woken him up. It had been over a week since they’d made love and Nick was restless. He rubbed his erection on Gil’s thigh in the hope of waking him. When he got not response, Nick pushed his erection into Gil’s bottom and gently pushed while he kissed his neck.
Gil turned, looking at him and sat up. With a backward glance, Gil went to the bathroom. “What is goin’ on?” Nick wondered in frustration. He was pulling out all of the stops; laid on his back, taking his boxers off. He gently stroked himself, waiting for Gil’s return.
Hearing the bathroom door open, Nick massaged his testicles with long fingers, and urgently stroked his rigid member. Gil never turned him down when he did this, always citing that it was explosively hot. Gil sat on the bed quietly, “I’m too tired for games, Nick.”
“Why?” Nick asked grumpily, continuing to stroke himself. “It’s not fair.”
“Don’t whine,” Gil got up and put on his bathrobe. “Go back to bed.”
“I am in bed. Why is ‘Precious’ sleepin’?” Nick was bewildered.
“You’ve forgotten how many shifts I’ve done this week,” Gil was now annoyed.
“’Precious’ never seems to mind,” Nick coyly responded, rubbing his tip in an attempt to entice his husband. Then he slowly rubbed one long finger up the vein that throbbed with need. He knew that it aroused Gil when he touched himself so slowly. However, his enthusiasm was eclipsed by his husband’s indifference. “Why are ya’ bein’ like this, Peanut?”
“I’m exhausted,” Gil ‘fake’ yawned.
“Alright, just come to bed then. I promise I’ll let ya’ sleep.” Nick smiled sweetly and opened the covers, while Gil crawled back in.
They’d had ‘dry’ spells before, and Nick wasn’t concerned. He couldn’t help cuddling up and wrapping his body around Gil to go back to sleep. Gil gently began to extricate himself from Nick, “It’s too warm,” It was difficult for Gil to sleep with Nick’s cuddles when he was pregnant. He disliked being touched sleeping, too uncomfortable.
Nick abruptly awoke up to Jami’s cries. Looking over, Gil was deeply asleep, not moving at all. Nick put a few of their pillows in his place and got out of bed. He put some sweats on and went to attend to their daughter. Jami was not happy as she stood, arms out. and crying real tears when he got to her room. “Hey, Baby. Ohh, ya’ll are okay, oohh Sweetie,” she latched onto him as if her life depended on it when he pulled her out of the crib. She was angry, and Nick knew it. She didn’t let go of his neck as he undressed her and even changed her standing up. “Aww Baby, what’s wrong?” he cooed, gently. She didn’t let go when Nick searched her closet and dresser for her clothes. Usually, Gil got her up in the morning, and Nick couldn’t decide if that’s what was bothering her or if she was just in a ‘mood.’ Nick had gotten her for the past five days, always with the same result. It unnerved him to see her so upset, what an awful way to start the day.
They went downstairs and got her morning bottle. He fed her like an infant, cradling her in his muscular arms; this seemed to calm her. She didn’t take her eyes off him the entire time, holding his shirt tightly with the hand that didn’t hold the bottle. He’d loved having a baby to care for, so small and giving. “Are we gonna get ya’ a sib?” he asked trying to tame her curls. She finally smiled at him and held out her finished bottle.
They went back upstairs and he washed her face and hands. He loved putting barettes and ribbons in her hair; and she seemed to agree with it. She still wanted to be held as they got her “bag” together. Nick tried to set her down to put a t-shirt on, but she began to wail. Gil didn’t even move when that began in the master bedroom.
He met their sitter at the door and handed their daughter over. She was composed now and gave him a wet ‘baby’ kiss as she left, even waving as she was carried down the walkway.
He crawled back into bed, his shift didn’t begin until noon, and hugged the pillows separating he and Gil.
He was at the lab when the lightning bolt struck him. Gil’s prolonged bathroom trip, not desiring sex, his ‘exhaustion,’ his grumpiness, his need to sleep away from Nick, his lingering with Jami. Catherine mentioned that she’d been moody during her pregnancy, and Nick knew. Gil was pregnant again. Nick went through the rest of the day feeling ten feet tall.
When their paths crossed at one in the morning, Nick couldn’t help giving Gil the slurpiest kiss and the tightest hug. He wanted Gil to tell him, before he let on that he knew. Gil eyed him suspiciously, but didn’t say anything.
When Nick left work, he stopped at a twenty-four hour store and made three purchases. He placed the ‘newborn’ baby in Jami’s crib when he kissed her, and went to bed.
He heard Gil come into the house after another long shift, just in time to get Jami out of bed. He smiled and pulled off his underpants, turning the baby monitor on. He was going to relish this.
“Who’s your new friend?” Gil asked Jami. She gurgled and threw something against her crib. “This looks like a baby.”
“Bruh…bruh…bruver,” Jami clapped her hands in glee. She giggled and Nick thought that Gil was tickling her tummy.
Nick dozed, and awoke when Gil sat on the bed. “What’re you doing putting new toys into her crib?” he asked.
“Mmmm.. c’mere,” Nick’s warm arm snaked around Gil’s waist and pulled him in. Gil let himself lay on top of Nicky. They kissed gently and Gil rolled onto his side. Nick faced him, kissing his forehead. They fell asleep and awoke to the alarm to get Nick up.
Gil was completely asleep, and Nick got ready as quietly as he could. He placed the small baby doll and the baby bottle on the nightstand; knowing it would be the first thing Gil saw when he woke up. He kissed his husband on the lips and left with another giant smile on his face.