Who We Are (26/35)
Title: Who We Are (26/35)
Author: ladygray99
Rating: R
Characters/Pairings: Charlie/David
Word count: 1,495
Warnings/Spoilers: Attempted Suicide and the after effects there of. See Part 1 for Spoilers.
Summary: Sometimes life makes you look in the mirror and if you don’t like what you see there are only a couple of options. - Charlie and David go shopping.
Previous Chapters: 1 5 10 15 20 21 22 23 24 25
Notes:Written for choc_fic 's 100 Days of Color. Short one today folks but smut tomorrow.
Beta: swingandswirl and riverotter1951
Chapter 26
David always hated getting injured, especially his right arm or a hand. He was left handed but always forgot just how much he still did with his right until he couldn’t. The doctor had popped out his shoulder out then popped it back in correctly. David was quite proud of the fact that he hadn’t screamed at the time but he’d been stuck in his sling and on his desk for a week now and was getting damn tired of it.
He still hadn’t worked out the trick for holding his cup and turning on the boiling water with one hand. At least without scalding himself.
“Here, let me.” Nikki took David’s cup and quickly fixed him some tea.
“Thanks.”
“So how’s it going?” Nikki asked as she fixed herself a cup of coffee.
“It’s going. Should be cleared by Monday, Wednesday at the latest.”
“Good. How’s everything else going?”
“You want gossip.”
Nikki tried to look innocent and failed miserably. “Hey, can you blame me? You kind of blindsided all of us going from Mr. Married to the Job to hooking up with the cutest guy in the office.”
“Don’t let Don hear you say that. His ego is still a little bruised.”
“He’ll live. How is it going?”
David sipped at his tea. “It’s good.”
“Really?”
“What are you looking for? Charlie and me, we’re pretty good. I mean I’ve known the guy for six years, any major personality clashes we’ve already had.”
Nikki leaned against the counter. “I remember being distinctly underwhelmed the first time I met Charlie. I though he’d be taller or something.”
David almost snorted his tea. “What in the world would give you that idea?”
“I don’t know. I mean he’d just screwed up his clearance when I got in and all you and Granger would talk about was this guy Charlie who could wave some magic wand and solve all our cases and having Amita was good but not as good as having Charlie. The talk up you guys gave him I just thought he’d be taller.”
“I’ll tell him you said that. He’ll be amused.”
“Speaking of, how’s Charlie doing?” Nikki quickly looked around. “I mean with... stuff.”
“He’s... he’s okay. He’s doing better. Routine helps. Classes, cases.”
“Dates?”
David smiled a little. “Dates.”
“I keep wanting to ask him but he’s not always the easiest guy to have a casual conversation with the at the best of times.”
“Give it a few years. You’ll get the hang of it.”
“A need to speak advanced applied mathematics was not in the Bureau recruitment papers. I went back and checked.”
“Tell me about it. Charlie and I started here on the same case and I spent the whole case thinking Don was out of his mind for bringing his brother in and trying to wrap my head around this whole Hot Zone concept. I mean we couldn’t speak math but Charlie didn’t exactly know how to speak FBI either.”
“Sounds like a short, sharp learning curve.”
“Oh yeah.”
“Speaking of learning curves is he making any progress on his apprentice idea?”
“You just want your own math nerd.”
Nikki gave a firm nod. “Yes I do. How’s it coming?”
“Slowly. He’s talking people around. Budgets and programs are already set for this coming school year but he’s got a definitely, maybe from Millie for the year after.”
“That’s something I guess.”
Don stuck his head into the break room. “Warner, need you and Colby to run and check something.”
Nikki chugged the last of her coffee. “On it.”
Don looked at David’s arm. “When are you out of that sling?”
“Next week.”
“Good.” Was Don’s quick reply before disappearing again.
~
David took long slow breaths and fought the conflicting waves of embarrassment and arousal. Embarrassment because he was standing in a sex toy shop with Charlie and arousal because he was standing in a sex toy shop with Charlie. Admittedly it was one of the less seedy ones. Clean, well lit, with lots of educational reading material and a knowledgeable and helpful girl behind the counter. There was still the fact that he was an FBI agent and it was a sex toy shop.
Charlie seemed surprisingly unembarrassed as they perused the shelves of plugs, dildos and vibrators. David looked at the price tag on one vibrator and decided that for $299.90 it should also rub your feet and do the dishes. Charlie picked up a plug and ran his fingers across it. David swallowed hard.
The shopping trip was Charlie’s idea, undoubtedly spawned by his regular ‘research’ time on the internet which was more than David was willing to bet he’d admit to. He could take three of David’s fingers now and thrashed about as he came but there was something still holding both of them back. They hadn’t talked about it. It wasn’t that Charlie wasn’t doing better. He was going through most days like nothing was wrong and nothing ever had been wrong. But his temper was still shorter than it had been, even with his students, and there were days when David would find Charlie sitting by his office window staring out of it is mind somewhere far away.
He was also less willing to commit to the outcomes of his own math. Before he would say jump and the whole team would jump but during the last several cases he would simply give Don the odds pushing the final decisions into his brother’s hands. He was also less willing to come out to crime scenes. It was closer to the way he worked cases six years ago as apposed to six months ago. David had a funny feeling that full out sex wouldn’t be happening until Charlie was back on his investigative game.
Charlie picked up another plug. This one was deep red, with three lumps, the third being larger than David’s three fingers together. He pictured it tucked into Charlie, stretching him as they had dinner somewhere or at a movie. Charlie looked over. David tried to keep his face neutral but failed. Charlie smirked a little a dropped the plug into the shopping basket.
After that was the job of picking out a dildo. Again, something larger than David’s fingers but smaller than his cock. Whatever they picked it would go deeper than David’s fingers ever had. Charlie picked up a semirealistic looking one with a large base. David pictured himself working it into Charlie with slow deep strokes. A shiver of arousal went through him.
Charlie eventually passed up all the realistic dildos when he found a display of anal stimulators. Made of acrylics, silicone and steel they looked like strange objects of art made by a sculptor with a dirty mind. Finally Charlie picked up something made of shiny black acrylic that was phallicish but also looked like it could have been produced by an algorithm. It was a good ten inches long with a slight curve to it and waves increasing the diameter. David approved and heard a small sound come from the back of his throat. Charlie slipped it into the basket without even looking at David.
The final stop in their little tour around the shop was the one where David would be doing the choosing. David looked over the display of cock rings. Some of them were downright frightening but David had experience with them and Charlie still had a bit of a stamina problem. Richard, the college sort of boyfriend, had possessed a full on fetish for them and had aquired a large collection.
David knew exactly what he was looking for. A simple adjustable ring that would also go around and between Charlie’s balls. He found what he wanted towards the back of the display as it was simpler and cheaper than many of the fancy ones.
He grabbed it and Charlie paid for it and the other objects in cash while making polite conversation with the girl who tossed in several pamphlets on toy maintenance and a few free condom and lube samples.
They were almost out the door when David’s phone rang. He checked the caller ID. “Don it’s my day off,” he said by way of greeting.
“It’s been canceled. Charlie’s too. Is he with you?”
“Yes.” Charlie was in fact not looking amused. David took a little solace in the fact that Charlie’s annoyance was almost certainly going to be directed towards his brother.
“Good. A representative’s been killed and the cops found the guy’s kid standing over him with a smoking gun swearing he didn’t do it.”
“What do we need Charlie for?”
“The kid goes to CalSci. He’s studying math.” David looked at Charlie. He knew how Charlie felt about his students, all of his students.
“Guess what Don, you get to tell him that.” He held out the phone. Charlie took it.
“Hello?” Charlie went quiet then blinked twice. “Like Fuck! We’re coming in.”
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Author: ladygray99
Rating: R
Characters/Pairings: Charlie/David
Word count: 1,495
Warnings/Spoilers: Attempted Suicide and the after effects there of. See Part 1 for Spoilers.
Summary: Sometimes life makes you look in the mirror and if you don’t like what you see there are only a couple of options. - Charlie and David go shopping.
Previous Chapters: 1 5 10 15 20 21 22 23 24 25
Notes:Written for choc_fic 's 100 Days of Color. Short one today folks but smut tomorrow.
Beta: swingandswirl and riverotter1951
Chapter 26
David always hated getting injured, especially his right arm or a hand. He was left handed but always forgot just how much he still did with his right until he couldn’t. The doctor had popped out his shoulder out then popped it back in correctly. David was quite proud of the fact that he hadn’t screamed at the time but he’d been stuck in his sling and on his desk for a week now and was getting damn tired of it.
He still hadn’t worked out the trick for holding his cup and turning on the boiling water with one hand. At least without scalding himself.
“Here, let me.” Nikki took David’s cup and quickly fixed him some tea.
“Thanks.”
“So how’s it going?” Nikki asked as she fixed herself a cup of coffee.
“It’s going. Should be cleared by Monday, Wednesday at the latest.”
“Good. How’s everything else going?”
“You want gossip.”
Nikki tried to look innocent and failed miserably. “Hey, can you blame me? You kind of blindsided all of us going from Mr. Married to the Job to hooking up with the cutest guy in the office.”
“Don’t let Don hear you say that. His ego is still a little bruised.”
“He’ll live. How is it going?”
David sipped at his tea. “It’s good.”
“Really?”
“What are you looking for? Charlie and me, we’re pretty good. I mean I’ve known the guy for six years, any major personality clashes we’ve already had.”
Nikki leaned against the counter. “I remember being distinctly underwhelmed the first time I met Charlie. I though he’d be taller or something.”
David almost snorted his tea. “What in the world would give you that idea?”
“I don’t know. I mean he’d just screwed up his clearance when I got in and all you and Granger would talk about was this guy Charlie who could wave some magic wand and solve all our cases and having Amita was good but not as good as having Charlie. The talk up you guys gave him I just thought he’d be taller.”
“I’ll tell him you said that. He’ll be amused.”
“Speaking of, how’s Charlie doing?” Nikki quickly looked around. “I mean with... stuff.”
“He’s... he’s okay. He’s doing better. Routine helps. Classes, cases.”
“Dates?”
David smiled a little. “Dates.”
“I keep wanting to ask him but he’s not always the easiest guy to have a casual conversation with the at the best of times.”
“Give it a few years. You’ll get the hang of it.”
“A need to speak advanced applied mathematics was not in the Bureau recruitment papers. I went back and checked.”
“Tell me about it. Charlie and I started here on the same case and I spent the whole case thinking Don was out of his mind for bringing his brother in and trying to wrap my head around this whole Hot Zone concept. I mean we couldn’t speak math but Charlie didn’t exactly know how to speak FBI either.”
“Sounds like a short, sharp learning curve.”
“Oh yeah.”
“Speaking of learning curves is he making any progress on his apprentice idea?”
“You just want your own math nerd.”
Nikki gave a firm nod. “Yes I do. How’s it coming?”
“Slowly. He’s talking people around. Budgets and programs are already set for this coming school year but he’s got a definitely, maybe from Millie for the year after.”
“That’s something I guess.”
Don stuck his head into the break room. “Warner, need you and Colby to run and check something.”
Nikki chugged the last of her coffee. “On it.”
Don looked at David’s arm. “When are you out of that sling?”
“Next week.”
“Good.” Was Don’s quick reply before disappearing again.
~
David took long slow breaths and fought the conflicting waves of embarrassment and arousal. Embarrassment because he was standing in a sex toy shop with Charlie and arousal because he was standing in a sex toy shop with Charlie. Admittedly it was one of the less seedy ones. Clean, well lit, with lots of educational reading material and a knowledgeable and helpful girl behind the counter. There was still the fact that he was an FBI agent and it was a sex toy shop.
Charlie seemed surprisingly unembarrassed as they perused the shelves of plugs, dildos and vibrators. David looked at the price tag on one vibrator and decided that for $299.90 it should also rub your feet and do the dishes. Charlie picked up a plug and ran his fingers across it. David swallowed hard.
The shopping trip was Charlie’s idea, undoubtedly spawned by his regular ‘research’ time on the internet which was more than David was willing to bet he’d admit to. He could take three of David’s fingers now and thrashed about as he came but there was something still holding both of them back. They hadn’t talked about it. It wasn’t that Charlie wasn’t doing better. He was going through most days like nothing was wrong and nothing ever had been wrong. But his temper was still shorter than it had been, even with his students, and there were days when David would find Charlie sitting by his office window staring out of it is mind somewhere far away.
He was also less willing to commit to the outcomes of his own math. Before he would say jump and the whole team would jump but during the last several cases he would simply give Don the odds pushing the final decisions into his brother’s hands. He was also less willing to come out to crime scenes. It was closer to the way he worked cases six years ago as apposed to six months ago. David had a funny feeling that full out sex wouldn’t be happening until Charlie was back on his investigative game.
Charlie picked up another plug. This one was deep red, with three lumps, the third being larger than David’s three fingers together. He pictured it tucked into Charlie, stretching him as they had dinner somewhere or at a movie. Charlie looked over. David tried to keep his face neutral but failed. Charlie smirked a little a dropped the plug into the shopping basket.
After that was the job of picking out a dildo. Again, something larger than David’s fingers but smaller than his cock. Whatever they picked it would go deeper than David’s fingers ever had. Charlie picked up a semirealistic looking one with a large base. David pictured himself working it into Charlie with slow deep strokes. A shiver of arousal went through him.
Charlie eventually passed up all the realistic dildos when he found a display of anal stimulators. Made of acrylics, silicone and steel they looked like strange objects of art made by a sculptor with a dirty mind. Finally Charlie picked up something made of shiny black acrylic that was phallicish but also looked like it could have been produced by an algorithm. It was a good ten inches long with a slight curve to it and waves increasing the diameter. David approved and heard a small sound come from the back of his throat. Charlie slipped it into the basket without even looking at David.
The final stop in their little tour around the shop was the one where David would be doing the choosing. David looked over the display of cock rings. Some of them were downright frightening but David had experience with them and Charlie still had a bit of a stamina problem. Richard, the college sort of boyfriend, had possessed a full on fetish for them and had aquired a large collection.
David knew exactly what he was looking for. A simple adjustable ring that would also go around and between Charlie’s balls. He found what he wanted towards the back of the display as it was simpler and cheaper than many of the fancy ones.
He grabbed it and Charlie paid for it and the other objects in cash while making polite conversation with the girl who tossed in several pamphlets on toy maintenance and a few free condom and lube samples.
They were almost out the door when David’s phone rang. He checked the caller ID. “Don it’s my day off,” he said by way of greeting.
“It’s been canceled. Charlie’s too. Is he with you?”
“Yes.” Charlie was in fact not looking amused. David took a little solace in the fact that Charlie’s annoyance was almost certainly going to be directed towards his brother.
“Good. A representative’s been killed and the cops found the guy’s kid standing over him with a smoking gun swearing he didn’t do it.”
“What do we need Charlie for?”
“The kid goes to CalSci. He’s studying math.” David looked at Charlie. He knew how Charlie felt about his students, all of his students.
“Guess what Don, you get to tell him that.” He held out the phone. Charlie took it.
“Hello?” Charlie went quiet then blinked twice. “Like Fuck! We’re coming in.”
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