Disclaimer: Nothing here, nothing there and no rights ... KA
NA : Ok, I ran a hand with this. I do not know what bug bit me, but I wanted to make a pitch subidita capital. Warning: this chapter may cause rapid heartbeat, dizziness and fainting. Read with caution. Only for over 18 years, ie NC-17 . Hope you enjoy it;)
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Sara's head was supported Grissom's chest as the two watched a movie lying on the bed. The truth was that he did not pay much attention to television. Rather, they talked.
- Do you believe in fate, Griss?
He slid a hand on her head, tenderly.
- No, Sara.
She took his hand and carried it to his mouth. She kissed her fingertips.
- I'm surprised someone who reads Shakespeare with such devotion Why not?
- Because I believe that everyone is master of his own life. If you hurt, it is because you wish. You can not blame the destination when the acting consciousness.
- But sometimes it is in the genes, you know? As psychopaths.
- in this case is biology and not the destination that determines your action.
- However, one is not free of all How to know if we will not repeat the mistakes of our parents?
Suddenly Grissom's face became serious. Him with those eyes filled with a blue fire reverberated from his soul. He knew how early and how childhood was over it. Pressed with his body to give it strength. He did not stop her.
- Sara - his name sounded like a promise on his lips - do you trust me?
For answer, she could only nod.
- Tie me to the bed - ordered.
Sara frowned as if he had told a joke that did not understand. Seeing that he was firm in his resolution, shook his head.
- Grissom, what diab ...
- trust me, yes or no!
- Yes, but ...
- Just do it. - Could not resist his dark eyes stormy seas - the dolls on the back.
obeyed his mandate. I was hypnotized. Although not understand their reasons, preferred not to discuss. In the end, experiments were always teaching. And if they were in bed ...
Once tied, Grissom found that the bonds were firm. He smiled with pleasure.
- Looks like you've done this before, huh?
Without giving him time to protest, followed
- Sell me your eyes.
Sara, and in tune with the mood of it, did not question his orders. He took a handkerchief and wrapped it carefully placed it on his eyes, tying it behind his head. There was something strange but appealing in seeing Grissom on the bed completely helpless at the mercy of it.
- undress me - he said with a deep voice, barely audible.
She sat on his lap and began to unbutton his shirt.
Sara was not sure what I was feeling. On the one hand, it caused enormous distress to see Grissom in the circumstances. If it was she who was in those conditions, he could not keep quiet, as he was almost effortless.
Moreover, excited him to have control of the situation. If only an illusion, since it was he who really Case held the reins of way? No idea, but accepted their requests as the star pupil of yesteryear.
unbutton
When finished garment, he realized that he could not get it out unless you come back to tie and untie.
- Grissom, I have to ...
- Cut. With a knife. Cut the shirt.
- But it is going to ruin.
- Never mind, Sara. Just obey me.
What do you mean?
Sara
I was more confused than ever. Went to the kitchen and returned with a large knife. With caution, began to cut the shirt, from the sleeves and along the arm. He did the same with the other sleeve. He removed his shirt torn and left naked torso Grissom up. I could see clearly as his chest rose and sank to the rhythm of your breathing as the muscles contracted as he felt the cold air made contact with the skin, now that the fabric did not protect him. So soft. So vulnerable. So weak.
- Now, Sara, listen to me ... take the knife and kill me.
She laughed.
- What?! Gil, you turned it ...
He remained serious.
- Do it!
Almost cried.
Sara had stopped laughing.
- I will not! Just do not ...
- I said so!
- I can not!
- Yes, you can only empúñalo and bury in my chest! - Now they shouted.
- Grissom! What the hell is wrong with you!
- DO IT, dammit! - Shouted at full volume, with all the rage as possible, his face red after the band. Sara
threw the knife away and got out of bed angry. Tears of rage rolling down her cheeks.
- I do not know what the hell you want from me, Grissom. Do not know what sick ... perverse game are you playing here. But I've had enough.
He headed for the door but could not continue. He collapsed there and supported above the threshold set to mourn in silence, that he would not notice how vulnerable it was. So weak.
- Sara ...
not answered.
- Sara ...
Silence.
- Sara, please do not cry.
had not heard, had sense mourn. As an echo of sadness in his chest.
- You're a good person, Sara. And you'll never be like your parents. Never. Because you know better than anyone what is the suffering of others. But please do not cry anymore. That ...
Is that what it was? A test of self-confidence? In what the future would be different? Was all this necessary?
- Grissom, why ...
- There was no other way, Sara. It was the only way ...
- What if I had done?
- I told you I trusted you. I knew you would not - he smiled.
passed a couple of minutes.
- Are you feeling better? - He asked
- No, not really.
- No?
- No.
- Sorry, Sarah. If you untie me ...
- No.
Silence.
- No?
- No.
- Do you think me and the rest of the day?
- No.
- No?
- No.
- So what pret ...
But he stopped mid-sentence. Sarah was unbuttoning pants.
- Oh! - Was the exclamation of bewilderment and delight of it.
Sara left him completely naked and with eyes still blindfolded. He's breathing quickened, expectantly.
I'll pay, Gilbert Grissom.
She kissed his shoulder, which immediately caused a shudder. Had not anticipated his lips perch somewhere in your body. And now that I expected, did not know when or where. Began to shake.
She kissed him, this Once on the stomach. Her muscles contracted in response.
- Oooh! - Let out a groan of pleasure.
Sara laughed. It was so easy.
He had an idea. Since we were at it, decided to go to the kitchen and get something else.
Grissom could only hear the comings and goings of her. What is up?
After a few moments, he heard back to the room. A few seconds passed and then felt something liquid and ice cream on his chest. He started to touch. But he felt Sara's tongue on her skin, could not help moan.
- Oooh, Sarah, what you do!
Unexpectedly, received a kiss. A sweet kiss. A chocolate kiss.
- chocolate sauce? - Asked him licking his lips.
- Hey, if we are creative today, why not.
- Why not ... - he was lost in the ecstasy that produced all these feelings. Her hand on his arm. Its not so long fingernails digging into his flesh to strength, with desire, her fingertips gliding slowly for your torso, so mild that tickled. He felt her lips on his neck, which caused the hairs on the back of her neck stand up and put his skin was rough and sensitive. It was enjoying. So much so that he could not repress a sigh.
- You like? - She whispered in his ear letting his warm breath to rest on him.
He nodded as an obedient boy. Sara bit her earlobe gently. Grissom pursed his lips and pressed hard. Do not know if tied endure long. He wanted with all his being. Her in his arms and love her to lose consciousness.
- Sara, untie me, please!
But aggressive response was a kiss. Invasive. Passionately violent. He responded the same way. And did not understand if it was a kiss or whether they were biting each other.
- Sara! - Grissom panting - Sara, let me love you!
She placed her palm on his cheek.
- Feel the love.
completely undressed. Now both were equal, except for the fact that he was handcuffed and blindfolded.
Grissom hugged Sara. The warmth of it adhered to its body frozen skin like a magnet. He could feel full. From his mouth close to hers, his hair on his neck, her small, hard nipples on his chest, until her sex on her and their legs intertwined. He had never felt so pleasantly helpless, so useless, like now. But I had no choice but to submit to your sweet punishment. After all, he deserved it.
She broke the kiss to draw an imaginary line from her lips to his chin, then her neck and chest to get to her stomach and navel. Grissom felt her smile on his abdomen. Without even asking, she said.
- I see you happy. A lot.
And before he could even blush, took his erection with his hand and began stroking. At first slowly, then speed things up.
He frowned and panting through clenched teeth faster and faster. Began to sweat and held her breath every so often to let out an occasional grunt of delight.
- Sara, please, no more! ... Basta! ... You're driving me crazy! ... Untie me!
- Hum-hummmm - was his refusal cross - is my revenge.
- Oh God, Saraaa! What hacesss!
She had replaced her hand over her lips and licked his cock now with devotion. I was beating inside his mouth. Grissom knew that he lacked a lot. I glanced up as he sucked down with increasing frenzy.
He threw his head back and can not longer hide his delight. Legs straight and stiff, toes forward, bent upon themselves: you could tell he was "suffering."
- Make love, Sara. I want to feel. I want to get inside of you. Now.
She did not hesitate to comply with and sat on it. Let your muscles to adapt to the extreme rigidity of gender, but it was difficult because she was already sufficiently excited. Slowly began to move.
- Ooooh, Sara, I want to kill. Faster. More .. Fast.
She increased the speed. It felt so good. So ... perfect. He thrust his hips to her.
- Sara, I'll get there - his voice is hoarse lost in the groans of her. Everything was out of control. A chaos of bodies locked in a struggle delicious. Madness unleashed passion, or rather attached. Both were on the verge of climax, joined by more than the same body.
- Aaah, Gil, still, do not stop! Do not stop! Gilbert! No ...
- I can not go, Sara! I'm going to ... Oh God! Hummmmmmm ... ah!
Sara felt the pulse of pleasure and kissed him while he was lost in her own orgasm. Shortly after she felt the walls contract and the explosion of joy in their sex spread throughout your body. Wheezed and groaned at the same time. She laid down on it and there was a good time to catch their breath.
- Now I can unleash? - He asked with a hint of desperation and exhaustion.
Sara did not answer. It was for the knife and just cut the ties. Then he lay down on it again. Grissom took off the bandage quickly and hugged her and kissed her with love.
Where were you, Sara, the more you use? When I was lonely and lost? Why did not I tell you before you loved him with every cell of my body? Since I saw you, Sara, from day one ...
was going to say he loved her, but acknowledged in his eyes understanding. No need to tell.
She looked as if he had never seen before. As if he had heard his thoughts. I wanted to mourn, but for the first time in years, wanted to mourn with joy.
He turned and stood over her.
And as if it was not enough, he began to kiss again.
afternoon was dramatically short and when they were exhausted and ready for bed, the alarm clock rang, I had an hour to return to duty. But it was worth it. O joy.
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TBC
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sramulder we thought a mini-mega project fic hybrid. That is, a story written by both. 
