The City CSI and The Country CSI Part 5
Fandom: CSI LV/CSI Miami crossover
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Calleigh/Catherine
Author:halfbloodme
Summary: Written as a result of the LV/Miami Crossover - Cath and Calleigh begin a new relationship of sorts.
A/N: I don't own these wonderful characters. Although they own me.
I lie there shakin’. That was more intense than I woulda thought possible. Cat’s sitting astride me, gently runnin’ her fingers over my body whilst she waits for me to stop shakin’. I can’t help but wonder what it would be like if I was the Mistress and she were my slave. Would she react to my touch the way I do to hers?
I open my eyes to see her watchin’ me, a question her beautiful lips. Sensin’ she’s slipped out of her role for a minute, I speak to her as my lover, not my mistress.
“What you thinkin’ Baby?” She realises I’ve stopped shakin’ and starts a little.
“I… I was wondering if… if you’d make as good a mistress as you do a slave.” She blushes slightly. It’s almost as if she read my mind.
“Wanna find out?” I grin playfully.
*
Calleigh’s answer is all I need to undo her restraints and push myself off the bed, my negligee is sticking to my body with sweat and I can feel the wetness of my thong. I’m hungry for her. I want her to take me with the same passion I gave her. I make to remove my clothing and she stops me, placing her hand on my shoulder.
“I’ll say when those can come off.” I focus my eyes on the floor, aware that she has removed her cuffs and probably the collar as well. “If you’re a good girl you won’t have to wait too long. Do you understand me?”
“Yes Mistress Calleigh.” I keep my voice quiet but audible.
“Good girl. Now, I think this is yours.” She places the collar round my neck but leaves the cuffs on the bed. “Wait here.”
She walks away from me, picks up the robe, still discarded on the floor and disappears out of the room. My curiosity is driving me insane. I want to move to the door, but I know better.
*
I leave Cat in the study so I can clean up and change. It’s not too long before I’m back in the study with her. She’s still standin’ where I left her. My beautiful Cat. I shake my head, I can’t think like that if we’re going to play this game. I walk over to her and stand in front of her.
“Look at me.” My voice is stern, surprising me a little. Her head snaps up. “Are you going to be a good girl for me?”
“Yes Mistress Calleigh.” I can see the hunger in her eyes as she sees what I’m wearin’. I smile and move away from her. Her head drops down again, subservient and waitin’.
*
Calleigh looks amazing. She’s slipped into a tight pair of leather trousers, stiletto heels that are at least six inches tall and a tight, black corset that does up at the front. Her pale white breasts are almost bursting from the top. Her hair is scraped back into a pony tail. I’ve never seen her look so hot.
“Slave.” She calls me. “Come here.” I walk towards her, keeping my eyes downcast.
“I have a question for you, and I want an answer. Do you understand?” That sweet Southern drawl makes my knees tremble.
“Yes Mistress Calleigh.” My voice is quiet and humble, my eyes staring at my toes.
*
Seeing her standin’ there, I can’t keep this goin’, not when it dawns on me that she’s goin’ home sooner rather than later. I cup her cheek with my hands, all signs of Mistress Calleigh disappear from my face. She stands there questioning the words that are sittin’ on my lips. I take her hand and lead her back into the bedroom. I quickly take the collar from around her neck and pass her some clean clothin’. She’s confused, but she plays along. Quickly changin’ into clothes that won’t stick to her uncomfortably.
I smile at her. I hadn’t meant for it to happen this way. I just can’t bear the thought of her goin’ home again, wondering when I’m next goin’ to see her.
“Cat….” I steady my nerves. She’s obviously completely confused. “I can’t bear the thought of you goin’ home.”
“Cal, you know I wish I didn’t have to. But Lindsey needs me.” Her eyes darken with sadness.
“I know. And that’s why I’ve been thinkin’….” Come on Calleigh you can do this. “Maybe we should talk about one of us transferrin’.” My voice is quiet but clear enough for her to hear.
She sits there and takes in what I’ve said. I doubt myself for a moment. Maybe I’m movin’ too fast. I mean we don’t know each other that well….
*
Calleigh’s shocked me with her proposal. I look at her, those beautiful eyes staring at me, waiting for me to turn her down. There’s nothing more tempting than the idea to have Lindsey shipped down here. But then… she’s only got a few years of school left and I’ve finally got her settled somewhere decent. My heart leaps into my throat and I realise that I can’t say goodbye to my Southern Belle again.
“Do you think Horatio would manage without you?” I smile, pulling her into my arms.
“I understand… I just… hang on!” The realisation dawns on her that I haven’t said no. “Has Grissom got room for me?” She smiles.
“I’m sure he can find space for such a talented CSI.” I gently kiss her lips.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Calleigh/Catherine
Author:halfbloodme
Summary: Written as a result of the LV/Miami Crossover - Cath and Calleigh begin a new relationship of sorts.
A/N: I don't own these wonderful characters. Although they own me.
I lie there shakin’. That was more intense than I woulda thought possible. Cat’s sitting astride me, gently runnin’ her fingers over my body whilst she waits for me to stop shakin’. I can’t help but wonder what it would be like if I was the Mistress and she were my slave. Would she react to my touch the way I do to hers?
I open my eyes to see her watchin’ me, a question her beautiful lips. Sensin’ she’s slipped out of her role for a minute, I speak to her as my lover, not my mistress.
“What you thinkin’ Baby?” She realises I’ve stopped shakin’ and starts a little.
“I… I was wondering if… if you’d make as good a mistress as you do a slave.” She blushes slightly. It’s almost as if she read my mind.
“Wanna find out?” I grin playfully.
*
Calleigh’s answer is all I need to undo her restraints and push myself off the bed, my negligee is sticking to my body with sweat and I can feel the wetness of my thong. I’m hungry for her. I want her to take me with the same passion I gave her. I make to remove my clothing and she stops me, placing her hand on my shoulder.
“I’ll say when those can come off.” I focus my eyes on the floor, aware that she has removed her cuffs and probably the collar as well. “If you’re a good girl you won’t have to wait too long. Do you understand me?”
“Yes Mistress Calleigh.” I keep my voice quiet but audible.
“Good girl. Now, I think this is yours.” She places the collar round my neck but leaves the cuffs on the bed. “Wait here.”
She walks away from me, picks up the robe, still discarded on the floor and disappears out of the room. My curiosity is driving me insane. I want to move to the door, but I know better.
*
I leave Cat in the study so I can clean up and change. It’s not too long before I’m back in the study with her. She’s still standin’ where I left her. My beautiful Cat. I shake my head, I can’t think like that if we’re going to play this game. I walk over to her and stand in front of her.
“Look at me.” My voice is stern, surprising me a little. Her head snaps up. “Are you going to be a good girl for me?”
“Yes Mistress Calleigh.” I can see the hunger in her eyes as she sees what I’m wearin’. I smile and move away from her. Her head drops down again, subservient and waitin’.
*
Calleigh looks amazing. She’s slipped into a tight pair of leather trousers, stiletto heels that are at least six inches tall and a tight, black corset that does up at the front. Her pale white breasts are almost bursting from the top. Her hair is scraped back into a pony tail. I’ve never seen her look so hot.
“Slave.” She calls me. “Come here.” I walk towards her, keeping my eyes downcast.
“I have a question for you, and I want an answer. Do you understand?” That sweet Southern drawl makes my knees tremble.
“Yes Mistress Calleigh.” My voice is quiet and humble, my eyes staring at my toes.
*
Seeing her standin’ there, I can’t keep this goin’, not when it dawns on me that she’s goin’ home sooner rather than later. I cup her cheek with my hands, all signs of Mistress Calleigh disappear from my face. She stands there questioning the words that are sittin’ on my lips. I take her hand and lead her back into the bedroom. I quickly take the collar from around her neck and pass her some clean clothin’. She’s confused, but she plays along. Quickly changin’ into clothes that won’t stick to her uncomfortably.
I smile at her. I hadn’t meant for it to happen this way. I just can’t bear the thought of her goin’ home again, wondering when I’m next goin’ to see her.
“Cat….” I steady my nerves. She’s obviously completely confused. “I can’t bear the thought of you goin’ home.”
“Cal, you know I wish I didn’t have to. But Lindsey needs me.” Her eyes darken with sadness.
“I know. And that’s why I’ve been thinkin’….” Come on Calleigh you can do this. “Maybe we should talk about one of us transferrin’.” My voice is quiet but clear enough for her to hear.
She sits there and takes in what I’ve said. I doubt myself for a moment. Maybe I’m movin’ too fast. I mean we don’t know each other that well….
*
Calleigh’s shocked me with her proposal. I look at her, those beautiful eyes staring at me, waiting for me to turn her down. There’s nothing more tempting than the idea to have Lindsey shipped down here. But then… she’s only got a few years of school left and I’ve finally got her settled somewhere decent. My heart leaps into my throat and I realise that I can’t say goodbye to my Southern Belle again.
“Do you think Horatio would manage without you?” I smile, pulling her into my arms.
“I understand… I just… hang on!” The realisation dawns on her that I haven’t said no. “Has Grissom got room for me?” She smiles.
“I’m sure he can find space for such a talented CSI.” I gently kiss her lips.