Fic: Watcher, Chapter 3 (CSI Miami, Eric Delko / Ryan Wolfe, NC-17)
Title: Watcher, Chapter 3
Pairing: Ryan Wolfe / Eric Delko
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Not mine, etc.
Feedback: Always Welcome
CSI Miami Main List
Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Interlude
The door slammed shut behind him and Eric dumped his keys to the floor next to his shoes. His hasty exit from Cara`s apartment, which had happened to be closer to the bar, had been awkward but worth it. The quick encounter between the sheets had removed the urge and the only agony left was the heat. Even thought the sun had gone down hours ago, the air was still warm and a new layer of sweat joined the dry one on his skin. He wandered across the dark living room and found the small lamp on the shelf. He snapped it on and a timid light illuminated the living room.
His eyes seemed to go automatically to the window. He had closed the blinds before he had left, but the light from the neighbours window was shining through them. Eric hesitated for a minute. He had just fooled around with an attractive woman. She would have looked even more attractive if he’d had time for more than one beer before she dragged him to her place, but attractive enough for a one time deal. In his mind he assured himself that whatever was going on in Taylor’s apartment, his body was too spent to react to it.
Eric opened the blinds slowly, letting his eyes get used to the bright ceiling lights shining from Taylor’s apartment. Eric spotted the man and his mouth fell open. He could feel himself becoming hard in the matter of seconds.
Wolfe was sprawled on Taylor’s couch, arms stretched behind his back. His shirt was open and hanging from his shoulders. His legs were wide apart, Taylor crouching between them, sucking him with obvious skills. Wolfe head was thrown back against the backrest, eyes closed and a crooked grin on his lips.
Eric’s cock pressed against his zipper. He glared down and gave the unashamed member a little squeeze.
“Forget it, you’ve had enough for one night.”
Eric Junior didn’t listen.
“Come on, go to sleep. Be good and I’ll get us some action tomorrow.” He offered, but his suggestion only made his cock perk up even more. He hadn`t even thought it could be possible.
Wolfe opened his eyes, looking down at the man between his thighs. Eric’s eye became fixed on the lusty haze of the man’s eyes. He slipped his hand down to his jeans and slowly stroked himself.
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Eric let out a low groan as Wolfe pushed deeper inside him. His legs were wrapped around the Wolfe’s waist, encouraging him to push all the way inside him. A grinning face was hovering above his face, holding his hands and pressing them down above his head. Eric tore his eyes away from the Ryan and looked up. His eyes met Taylor’s.
“Funny how close hate and lust can be to each other.” Taylor stated. “Hate can be just one step away from lust, lust can be one step away from love. And love can be just one step away from hate.”
“Why… why not…?” Eric tried to get the words out of his mouth, but he wasn’t even sure what he was trying to say. “Why Wolfe? Why… why not you?”
“You wanted me, but you wanted him more than you wanted me.”
“No…” Eric gasped as Wolfe’s thrusts stroked the tender spot inside him. “I didn’t… I don’t… Do I?”
“That’s how it goes.” Taylor chuckled. He stroked the skin of Eric wrists, still holding his arms above his head. “You can keep it out of your mind, but sooner or later it bubbles up to the surface.”
“I’m just… I’m going crazy…”
“Denying something you want can do that. Face it: You saw him fucking me and you wished it was you. You didn’t want me anymore, you wanted to be me.” He leaned down closer to Eric and pressed a little kiss on his lips. “When you realise that what you want is right in front of you, it will follow you till you go for it.”
Eric’s senses blocked his voice. Wolfe’s hands were on his hips, keeping him still while he pounded into Eric’s body. He filled Eric time after time, making every sensible though almost impossible.
“Make a move you’ll get what you want. It’s your decision.” Taylor grinned. “Just accept it.”
“Lying… you’re lying…”
“We’re figment of your mind, we know what’s going on in your head better than you do.” He let go of Eric’s hands. “That’s how it is, and there’s nothing you can do about it. Swallow your pride and you might actually get what you want and you don’t need to dream about it.”
The man disappeared. Eric tried to move his hands and push Wolfe away, but his limbs didn’t listen. Instead they wrapped themselves around the man’s shoulders, pulling him closer. His eyes met Wolfe’s and his reaction was the same as it had been before. The same smouldering look of desire made him surrender.
Eric snapped awake panting like he had just run a marathon. He jumped up in his bed and draw deep breaths, trying to calm down. When his own gasps became softer he realised what had woken him up. His phone was ringing on the nightstand. He grabbed it and flipped it open.
“Delko.”
“Sorry I had to call at this hour.”
“Calleigh?”
“Yeah. The nightshift called about their case. It’s identical to that stabbing we had last month. The guy broke in after silencing the security system, killed the owner of the house and then stole her clothes.”
“Oh yeah, that one… If the guy’s that ashamed to buy women’s clothes, why can’t he just get them through mail-order or something? Or why can’t he just steal a nice frock and matching shoes and purse and leave the owner alive?”
“Nice frock and matching shoes? Don’t tell me you`re into that too…”
“I don’t. Are going to the scene?”
“Yeah, I’ll text you the address.”
“Okay, okay…” Eric groaned. His cock was still hard, pulsing against his abs. He send it a heated glare. “I just need to handle some stuff first.
“What do you have to handle at two in the morning?”
“My lifelong friend betrayed me and now I think I’ll have to strangle him.”
Chapter 4