Fic: Domesticated, Chapter 2: Deprived (CSI Miami, Ryan Wolfe / Eric Delko)
Title: Domesticated, Chapter 2: Deprived
Fandom: CSI Miami
Pair: Ryan Wolfe / Eric Delko
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine, etc.
Feedback: Always Welcome
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Notes: This is a sequel for The Next Morning. Some things may not make sense, if you haven`t read that one.
Chapter 1: Roomies With Benefits
“Something wrong?” Calleigh asked and leaned over the table to look at Eric.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean your hands are shaking, you’re grouchy and short-tempered. If I hadn’t seen you and Ryan talking normally in the hallway, I would think you two are fighting.”
“We’re not fighting. We’re just both sleep deprived.”
“You can’t sleep?”
“I could sleep, but I get woken up at least half a dozen times a night, and then I can’t get back to sleep.”
“Wow.... I knew Ryan was pretty energetic, but-”
“Call, I didn’t mean that. I was talking about Ally. She keeps us up. We put her to sleep and little bit later she wakes up and starts screaming. Ryan’s trying to coach her away from the nightlight, and it’s absolute hell.”
“Nightlight?”
“He read somewhere that kids who have their nightlight on the whole night, will become afraid of the dark. He keeps the light on when he puts her to bed and snaps it off when she’s asleep.”
“Well, she’ll get used to it.” Calleigh gave Eric a knowing glance. “Something you’re not telling me?”
“Nothing.”
“Come on, you can’t fool me.”
“Fine.” Eric took a deep breath. “We can’t sleep because Ally is constantly awake, and we can’t do other stuff either. Trust me, we’ve tried and every time the baby monitor starts crying. And when we have time alone we are both too tired to do anything.”
“How long has it been?”
“Almost two weeks.”
“That’s not so bad. You’re a big boy, you can handle it.”
“I know, but… that part’s never been an issue with us. We’re on the same page, we’re in sync, the sex is….”
“Good?”
“That’s putting it mildly. And we’ve never been without this long during the whole time we’ve been together. Except when he was in Boston.”
“Is he as twitchy as you?” Calleigh grinned.
“What do you mean?”
“Your hands, you’re constantly twisting and twirling something. Like a smoker without his cigarette.”
“Well…..” Eric hid his hand behind his back. “He hides it better.”
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“Okay, okay, I’m getting up!” Eric groaned and forced himself to open his eyes. Something was wrong. The bedroom was filled with sunlight. It was morning.
“First full night!” Ryan announced from the door, grinning like a proud daddy. “She didn’t wake up once.”
“You mean she didn’t…. I mean I did….. How long did I sleep?”
“Full ten hours. It’s eight in the morning, I’m making breakfast.”
“You already fed Ally?”
“Nope.” The smirk on Ryan’s face turned even wider. “She’s still sleeping.” He leaped on the bed and crawled into Eric’s lap. “Funny what one good night can do. It`s Saturday morning, we got all weekend and I feel like I’ve reborn.”
He planted a quick kiss on Eric’s lips.
“I’m not complaining either.” Eric agreed and pulled him closer for a more through kiss.
“And since we’re on the topic….” Ryan gave him a crooked grin. “You didn’t complain, but if it’s any consolation…. I had some hard times with the sex deficit too.”
“Nice to hear I`m not the only one.”
“You’re definitely not. But I think I got a cure for that.”
“I’m all ears.”
“I talked to your mom.”
“Don’t talk about my mom and sex in the same conversation.”
“She called me. We’re taking Ally to their place for a sleepover when she’s awake and fed.”
“And then?”
“Then we’ll catch up on that two week drought.”
“You got plans?”
“Yep. And when I’m done with you…. You’ll be more exhausted than you were after two weeks of bad sleep.”
“Promise?”
“We’ve been together how long? You should know I don’t make promises I can’t keep.” Ryan placed his hands on Eric’s chest, letting them slide down to his belly. “I need to remind you who owns all this.”
“I remember.” Eric arched against the touches like a cat begging to be petted. “You. All of it.”
“All of it is what?”
“Yours.”
“That’s right. When I get you alone I’ll reclaim my territory, inch by inch.”
“Do I have anything to say to that?” Eric grinned.
“Nope.” Ryan slid his hand under the hem of the other man’s shirt. “You just said you’re mine. I’ll do what I want with you. Where I want. Any way I want.” He tickled Eric’s sensitive nipple under his shirt and Eric started giggling uncontrollably.
“Mmmmm….” Eric agreed. The possibilities had already made him hard as a rock. “You know… when you get on that bossy, bend-over-for-me-bitch mood, I always get this funny little itch.”
“Where?”
“Between my butt cheeks.”
“Eric.” Ryan pulled back. “I like the whole dirty talk thing, but that was just gross. And I’ve never called you my bitch.”
“You should have!” Eric looked offended. “I mean I’m ready and willing to spread my legs for you anytime you tell me, so I think I deserve the title!”
“You’re mixing terms here. That’s not bitchy, that’s slutty.”
“Well, can you say I’m not slutty?” Eric looked very insulted.
“No, I can’t. You’re definitely slutty.”
“And we’ve already established that I’m yours, so I’m your slut. End of story.”
“I can’t believe how someone as pigheaded and macho as you can get so into that whole submissive-thing.”
“I can’t believe it either.” Eric chuckled. “But when you get all bossy and demanding…. It’s hot as hell.”
He was interrupted by the baby monitor.
“Someone’s awake.” Ryan leaped up. “I’ll get up and dressed. Then we’ll have breakfast and take her to your mom. We can continue this discussion when we get back.”
TBC