Fic: Behind The Scenes, Chapter 22 (CSI, Ryan / Eric, Warrick / Danny, NC-17)
Title: Behind the Scenes, Chapter 22
Pairing: Nick Stokes / Greg Sanders,
Ryan Wolfe / Eric Delko,
Don Flack / Sheldon Hawkes
Rating: NC-17
Genre: AU
Disclaimer: Not mine, etc.
Feedback: Always Welcome
Summery: Six months later. Some things have changed, some things are exactly the same.
Sequel to Soaps R Us:
Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 (NC-17) Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Epilogue
Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 (NC-17) Chapter 5 (NC-17) Chapter 6 (NC-17) Chapter 7 (NC-17) Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 (NC-17) Chapter 17 (NC-17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21
Eric snatched another piece of lettuce to his fork and looked up. Ryan’s sister had watched him ever since they had picked them up from the airport. The similarities between the siblings were obvious, and the sharp glare made it even easier to see.
“So, Eric…” She took a sip from her glass and tilted her head to the side. “How is married life?”
“Good.”
“Just good?”
“Really good.”
“You don’t feel old yet?”
“No.”
“That’s funny, couple years ago you said you wouldn’t get hitched till you’re ninety and can’t get it up anymore.”
“I never said that…”
“You did, I saw it on YouTube. Along with some other interesting interviews.”
Ryan and Karen’s fiancé shared a frustrated look.
“That was a long time ago.”
“Not that long ago, and people don’t usually change that much.”
“Karen.” Ryan interrupted with a crooked smirk on his face. “Since you mentioned changes, would you like to tell Eric how you and Scott met?”
“That can wait.”
“We got time.” Eric stated and threw Ryan a grateful look. “Love at first sight?”
“Not really. When they first met she dunked his head into a fountain.”
“Fountain?”
“We were in a park and the nanny was too busy to notice. He tried to steal her toy car and it turned into a fight.” Ryan recollected and popped a piece of bread into his mouth. “Isn’t it weird how they ended up together?”
“Enough about that.” Karen pressed her palm over her brother’s mouth. “Chew carefully, and remember what nanny Lundgren always said: Keep your mouth shut when you’re eating.”
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Warrick`s eyes were wide as saucers. He panted and stared at the ceiling while Danny continued his lesson. He pulled the lubed finger out and replaced it with two.
“I told you I could make you speechless.” Danny smirked and twisted the digits. “That was the free sample. Want more?”
Warrick nodded mutely. He didn’t trust his own voice enough to say anything. He let out a small sigh when Danny pulled his fingers away and reached down to grab a bag from the floor.
“Any preferences?” Danny peeked into the bag. “Battery operated, rippled, realistically shaped, one that looks like a lava lamp-”
“How many of those did you get?”
“They had a sale.” Danny shrugged. “And they’re all different!”
“That’s what women say when they’re shoe shopping.”
“Now that you mentioned shopping… I got you something else too.” Danny pulled a black silk scarf from the bag. “New sensations are always better when there’s no distractions.”
“Are you serious?”
“Come on, man. You’ve known me how long? Over a week? Have I ever lead you astray?”
“Every time!”
“Good, I haven’t lost my touch…” Danny rummaged through the bag again. “That one’s a bit too advanced for you…”
“What is it?”
“The Terminator. It has all these different mood settings and when you’re done it says "I’ll be back" with an Austrian accent.”
“What does it do for encore? Go to politics?”
“You don’t need to know, it’s way too big for a beginner. We’ll start small.”
“Is anyone really that big on small?”
“Think about it.” Danny smirked. “So far we’ve worked our way up to two fingers. That’s a long way from one of these babies. I’ll do this carefully, but it’s gonna hurt anyway. For a while.”
Warrick froze once again.
“Can we… how bout you just… finish me off and we’ll call it a night, okay?”
“You’re the one who wanted to stretch his boundaries.”
“Yeah, but…”
“Panicking?”
“Yeah.”
“Don’t worry. I know what I’m doing. Hurting is just a side effect, it goes away and after that….” He grinned widely at Warrick`s intrigued look. “….after that it`s more than worth it.”
For a minute Warrick just looked down at his still hard member, which seemed to mock his indecisiveness. He looked up like a man who has just accepted a challenge to a duel.
“Gimme the scarf.”
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Eric sighed and waited for the unavoidable conversation. Karen’s expression had changed as soon as they had sat down on the empty corner table in the back of the bar and Ryan and Scott had headed to the counter.
“I’ll say this once and you better remember it.” Karen leaned over the table. “I’ve read about you, so don’t think I don’t know what you’re like.”
“I’m not-”
“Ryan’s seems to think you’re not the same guy you were before. You better prove him right or…”
A sharp pain hit Eric’s groin. He looked down in panic. Karen’s leg had crept closer under the table and her stiletto heel was currently thrusting against his crotch.
“Or you won’t be able to whore around any more after that, because no man or woman would screw a nutless looser even for pity.” She emphasised her words with few sharps thrusts of her heel. “Ryan’s hell of a lot more fragile than he looks, and if I have to pick up the pieces, you’ll be missing several pieces.”
“I’m not-”
“Did I say you’re allowed to talk?”
“No, but-”
“I don’t know the whole story, but I can read between the lines. You did something to him. When he avoids questions and blushes like that when I ask questions, he has something to hide.”
“That’s….” Eric moaned. “That hurts!”
“Hurt him and I’ll hurt you a lot more.” Her expression turned from grim to cheerful when she noticed Ryan and Scott returning from the bar carrying their drinks. She pulled her leg back and smiled at the two men. “If you’re that slow you have no future as a waiter.”
“Here.” Ryan placed a drink in front of Eric. “You look like you need it.”
“Yeah, I…” Eric eyed Ryan’s glass, where large ice cubes floated happily. “Ice water?”
“I’m still driving.”
“Can I borrow that for a minute?”
“Why?”
“Thanks.” He grabbed the glass and pressed it against his throbbing genitals. A deep sigh of relief escaped his lips.
“Eric?”
“Just give me a minute to recover…”
“Forget it.” Ryan got up again. “Keep it, I’ll get myself a new one.”
Chapter 23