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[timothy_speedle]

WHO: Horatio.
WHERE: Izzy's.
WHEN: Old old thread. I believe it's the one where Cath was stripping. Don't quote me on that

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[h_caine]

Even Tim's slight reprieve was not enough and Horatio sighed softly, tongue flicking out to wet his lips nervously. He nodded though, affirming his submission. He already knew his arms would stiffen in the position he was but he would hold it as long as he could. He desperately feared Speed leaving him. And though this was a more literal threat than what he feared he still wanted to keep Speed near.

H smiled as Tim commented on how good he looked and he grinned playfully, his blue eyes bright and shining.
"I am always up for a challange, Speed."
He felt the heat and the weight of his CSI mounting his belly and his head fell back against his pillows. He sucked in a deep breath through clenched teeth and shut his eyes. Already sexual energy was running through him. He could feel his heart start to beat faster and the skin of his palms, cheeks and the back of his neck growing hot. Speed's wet tongue met his lips and H arched up to try and steal a kiss. He almost took one hand off the head board to tug Tim down to meet his mouth but he caught himself before he made the motion. It would be harder to stay still than he had first surmised.

His eyes opened just to slits as he tilted his face against the lick. He listened to Speedle's pillow talk and his breath caught in his throat.
"I do. You know I do. With or without an audience."
H's gravelly voice smoothed just a shade as he spoke next.
"You are my boy. Forever and always. You fuck me so well Tim, so very well. Such a good boy."

[timothy_speedle]

Timmy could feel Horatio writhing beneath him, the power of suggestion alone was keeping the older man at bay and that had Timmy shivering happily.

But he sucked in a slow breath, back arching as he groans deep in his throat, his body humming as those few simple words of praise coming from Horatio, wash over him. Unzipping his pants he doesn't slide out of them he just tugs on his organ, pulling it free. His dick pushes out a few more strands of himself over Horatio's tummy, clear liquid. Pre-fluid seeping out as he grunts, slowly rocking his hips.

"Your good boy.." He leans over, breathing hot across his lips, "I'm your good boy." He whimpers out, over and over, as he starts to dry-hump Horatio's belly, getting ready to release.

[h_caine]

Horatio whined softly, he watched Speedle's movements and though he knew the glob of pre was cumming his still winced when it touched his skin. His muscles twitched under his pale skin. Tim arched over him and he leaned up to touch their lips in a soft kiss. He could feel the heat of Speed's cock rubbing against his now slick belly and he moaned.
"Tim...Tim...fuck me, please."
He pulled against the headboard, making the wood groan, he wanted to guide Tim lower. He refused to break his hold though so he forced to simply endure whatever plans Speedle had for them.
"Speed...mmm..alright, cum on my belly. Empty it all. Soak me. I love you. I love..you..."

[timothy_speedle]

Timmy pauses long enough to gaze down at Horatio. "So eager. Just like me." He whispers out across his lips as Horatio leans up to brush a kiss against him.

His movements were jerky and every word was broken while his fist continues to stroke up and down his swollen shaft, his pouch hanging low heavy with seed.

Timmy whimpers, resting his forehead against Horatio's as his eyes crush shut. With a sharp cry his seed is torn from him, soaking Horatio's tummy with his scent. Marking him as his back arches his own knotted muscles screaming his orgasm rocks through him.

Timmy has a lot to give and it takes a few minutes for him to relax. Panting hot across Caine's jawline he groans, trying to shake it off. Dizzy with pleasure still and somewhat hard.

"Now i'm hungry." He rasps out, grinning down at Horatio.

[h_caine]

Horatio was desperate to reach down and cradle Tim's head, to stroke his fingers through his dark hair. The muscles in his arms tightened but he remained as Speed had instructed, his hands did not leave the headboard. He loved the sound of Tim's grunts, his panting as he climaxed. Knowing he was feeling a rush of pleasure. H closed his eyes and felt the sticky heat against his belly, soaking his pale skin. His hips pushed up and he groaned softly, protesting that he could not cuddle his lover in his afterglow.

When Speedle spoke he nudged at him with his chin.
"Don't you dare leave me alone."
Though he could understand completely if Tim was hungry, they had already done a hell of a lot of fucking today. He hmmed quietly and then spoke again. As impatient as he was to try and take the massive dildo they had gotten he wanted Speed to be happy.
"I could make you something to eat, would you like that Tim?"

[timothy_speedle]

Timmy leans forward, still slightly smiling as Horatio spoke. Dark eyes travel down to thin lips, watching them move. He tilts his head, leaning in as if to kiss him but he doesn't quite yet.

"Arms hurt yet?" He asks quietly with the hint of humor in his tone. His tongue rolls out before he licks across Caine's lips as he leans in, kissing him. It's slow, lingering almost as his mouth opens a bit wider, trying to coax Horatio's tongue into him.

His eyes drift shut for a moment, just reveling in the taste before the kiss is broken and Tim rests his forehead against Horatio's, his breathing a bit harder then it was a few moments ago. He needed to recharge. "No, I can wait." He rumbles out quietly, pressing his spent organ against Horatio's belly, rocking into him slowly, trying to get himself full erect.

His eyes close again and he ducks his head, nuzzling under Horatio's chin, "Tell me what you want. You want that thing in you? Shoved all the way in?" His tone thickens, almost turning into a low growl as he bucks a bit harder into the smaller man.

[h_caine]

He blushed when Tim watched his mouth, for some reason it made him feel very vulnerable. He felt Speed's breath hot against the damp skin of his lips and he shiver answering him in a hoarse whisper.
"Yes, they ache."
Horatio closed his eyes and tilted his head into the kiss. It felt so good to have long, exploring kiss with his lover. They usually made love in sudden fits of passion, it never seemed to be a long, romantic session. He smiled up at Tim as their foreheads touched but he could hear he was tired, his breathing laboured.
"I do. I do so badly. I know it is going to hurt but I want it all the same."
He finally felt it was safe to put down his arms and he lowered them, wincing at the stiffness as he wrapped the dark haired man in an embrace.
"We could have a nap first. You need some rest. Wake up in the cool of early morning to finish playing."

[timothy_speedle]

Timmy was about to say something, force Horatio to keep his arms up but Tim was far to relaxed for once. Horatio's arms around him had Timmy breathe a sigh of relief as his eyes drift shut for a moment.

"I'm not tired." He yawns out, nuzzling under Horatio's chin. Deep down he was thankful for the short break. He felt he always needed to be 'on' around people but with Horatio, it was starting to feel different.

"Hungry." He growls out under his breath, only half-heartedly.

[h_caine]

Horatio kept holding Tim, twisting his head to plant light kisses along his lover's neck.
"There's no shame in being a little tired after everything we've done today."
H lowered his voice, purring out his words.
"We've had quite a day."
Horatio grinned, the wrinkles creasing around his blue eyes.
"I told you I would make you something. What would you like me to wear a dress and an apron first?"
He laughed softly.
"Wait, please don't answer that."

[timothy_speedle]

Timmy nearly pouts, "I'm not tired." Though his tone suggested otherwise. He nuzzles against Horatio's light kisses, sighing affectionately. Leaning back he yawns, his belly already rumbling.

His eyebrows lift as Horatio mentions something about whatnow? An apron? That's what caught his attention. His eyes sparkle somewhat as his dark eyes lift, meeting those warm blue.

His hips rock slowly at first, though he still wasn't hard. Tim felt that strong jolt of pleasure in his tummy. "Like a see through apron?" He rumbles out close to his ear.

[h_caine]

Horatio grinned broadly, pleased to have caught Speed's attention.
"I don't know if they make those...what about some ridiculous thong?"
He chuckled softly, sitting up slightly and craddling Tim.
"Would you like if I was your homebody? Cooked you dinner and took care of you. Washed your clothes and made you bed. We could have a place somewhere down town with a fenced yard from Brooklyn. I could live a most quiet little life waiting for you to come home each night."
He kissed the top of Speedle's head, his lips pressing down to compress the scraggly, wavy hair and reach his scalp.
"I just might like that."

[timothy_speedle]

Timmy gazes over at Horatio, "You in a thong.." His mind was trying to twist itself around that thought. Not that his mind wasn't already twisted anyway.

Tim nearly dozed off he was so damn relaxed as Horatio spoke. Painting a picture Timmy himself could get used to. "Taking care of me.." He repeats, eyes glazing over somewhat. "Being a housewife. Like a..like a Mother." He states quietly before nuzzling further into Horatio.

Then Tim sort of snaps out of it and he snorts before yawning again, eyes closing completely. "You think I can settle down like that?" He asks softly, looking for Horatio's honest opinion.

[h_caine]

Horatio had to laugh. He doubted a thong would be his sexiest look.
"My freckled white Irish ass hanging out, I think I should stick to boxers."
He laughed again, more softly, the sound a low rumble in his chest.

H held tightly on to Speedle though the mother comparison set him a little on edge. He corrected gently.
"More like a dutiful wife."
Then came Speed's question and Horatio's brows lifted as he considered it.
"No, I really don't but I like to think about it. And I've tried to domesticate you before to no avail."
He nuzzled against Tim's temple.
"I just need to learn to take you as you are. I will."

[timothy_speedle]

Timmy smiles a little, "Yeah boxers might be best. Boxers and that see-through apron." He grins a bit. But then he sighs, his smile faltering. "I can behave I can.." Timmy pauses.

"You shouldn't have to take it." Tim moans, eyes closing as Horatio nuzzled him. Such a small act of affection that he always enjoyed. He chortles, "My wife." Timmy sighs out. Getting more and more sleepy but his stubborness was keeping him awake.

"I hate falling asleep." He confesses quietly. "I'm not really sure why.." He half yawns, wrapping himself tighter around Horatio.

[h_caine]

Horatio laughed out loud.
"Transparent to see my boxers? Have you gone tame on me, Timmy? Or am I just that nice to look at?"
H grinned, very much in a good mood.

When Speed grew more serious he did as well, but he tried to keep the mood light.
"I want to take it, because I want you. So don't try to change for me."
He kept nuzzling Speedle, trying to get at the soft spot behind his ear so he could suckle up a hickie there.
"We could run away to San Francisco. They must need CSIs there..."

Horatio could feel Tim growing more and more limp in his arms and knew his body was winning the battle against staying awake.
"Bad dreams? Your mind running to freely in those moments before sleep overtakes you? I can understand that."
He closed his own eyes knowing as soon as Speed drifted off he would as well.
"Hurry up and rest though. The sooner you fall alseep the sooner you can wake up with a raging hard on and we can add another notch to the bed post."
H opened his eyes just half way, looking devilishly at his lover.

[timothy_speedle]

Timmy chuckles quietly, "Yeah bad dreams. Tell me about your dreams." He yawns out, drifting off even more just from the sound of Horatio's voice. And just like that Tim started to fall asleep. He wanted to hear Horatio's voice while he did. It was low and calming.

Tim had no bad dreams, no nightmares.. he just slept. Peacefully. He didn't know how long he was out for but when he woke up he felt good. Better than he had in a long while.

Stretching out he sits up, cracking his neck with a groan. Starving. He hadn't even opened his eyes before he stumbled out of bed, heading for the bathroom. He didn't know where Horatio was at the moment but Tim needed to take care of his business then do his daily morning routine of getting off. It was just the way he woke up every morning. He was trainined to do it.

Making it into the bathroom he flips the shower on, shedding his rather nasty clothes and steps into the shower. One palm against the wall so he could lean forward, water clensing him as he moans, back arching, fingers wrapped around his organ as he begins to stroke rather frantically.