CSI - Series Fan Fiction ❯ Taking Care of You ❯ One-Shot

<b>Disclaimer</b>: The characters of CSI, CSI: Miami and CSI: NY are the property of CBS Broadcasting Inc and Alliance-Atlantis Communications. No copyright infringement is intended.

 

<b>Warning</b>: Spoilers for <b>Rio</b> and swearing. <b>Homosexual relationship! Male x Male x Male! Explicit sex scenes! You've been warned!</b>

 

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<center><u>Taking Care of You</center></u>

 

Coming out of the shower, Eric threw the wet towels into the hamper and headed into the bedroom. When he collapsed on the bed, he looked up when his hand collided with a warm and very naked body. “Hey, wasn't sure if you were going to come,” he said, moving up the bed, so he was lying next to his lover.

 

“I got out of paperwork a littler earlier than expected,” Horatio said. Eric smiled and rested his head against the older man's shoulder and just listened to his heart beat.

 

When they heard the sound of a car pulling up to the driveway, Eric said, “Do you think he'll mind?”

 

Horatio tipped his head to the doorway. “We'll find out.” They heard the door opening then being slammed closed. Eric glanced at Horatio when they heard loud cursing in French. They knew Ryan only started babbling in the language he learned in school when he was very angry.

 

As he came closer to the bedroom, they could make out what he was saying. “La femme stupide, était diable la directrice du laboratoire pensant pour lui donner un travail de CSI après qu'elle nous ait vissés plus d'avec être la taupe?! Elle ne serait pas probablement foutue ici si elle n'étaient pas pour ses raccordements aux Fédéraux foutus!!”(Stupid woman, what the hell was the director of the lab thinking to give her a CSI job after she screwed us over with being the mole?! She probably wouldn't be fucking here if it weren't for her connections to the fucking Feds!!) When Ryan entered his room, he stopped short when he saw Eric and Horatio lying comfortably on his bed…naked. “Horatio, Eric? Um, what are you guys doing here?”

 

Horatio smiled at him. “Strip down and come join us.”

 

Ryan watched them for another moment before complying. Putting his clothing in the hamper, he turned the bedroom light off and joined them. “I thought we were on a time out, because of <i>him</i>,” Ryan said. `He' being Riaz. Ryan didn't dare speak of the man who ripped Horatio and Eric's lives apart.

 

“We took care of him,” Eric said, stroking his hip.

 

Horatio cupped Ryan's cheek. “Now Marisol can rest in peace.”

 

Ryan placed his hand over his, frowning when he could feel tension in the muscles. “Hey, you did what you had to do. The Feds did nothing, as usual. Don't start kicking yourself over this.” Ryan tipped his head back when Eric had started kissing along his shoulder to his neck. “Same goes for you, mister. I know you're upset, so don't even think of bottling this up. ” He turned to face the Cuban. “Promise?”

 

Eric pulled away, grinning. “Alright, fine. You know, you're the baby of the relationship, yet you have us totally whipped.”

 

“Younger lovers have a wicked way of doing that.” Horatio said in amusement.

 

“Yes we do, now I'm going to take care of you.” Ryan sat up and leaned over Horatio to grab the two-in-one massaging lubricant and condoms off the dresser. Setting them aside in easy reaching distance, Ryan bent down and kissed Horatio, moving so he was straddling the older man's lap. As they tried to devour each other, Ryan distinctly heard the sound of a cap being taken off a bottle. A moment later, he felt a lube-slicked finger tracing down his crack to his hole. Ryan moaned into Horatio's mouth as Eric began preparing him. The young CSI shuddered when Horatio ran his finger tips lightly up his sides. Blindly, he reached for the lubricant and squirted some into his hand.

 

Rubbing his hands together, Ryan began massaging Horatio's chest hoping to ease the man's stress. Ryan gasped softly when Eric struck his prostrate. Taking a deep breath, Ryan tried to keep his focus on Horatio, who was beginning to look relaxed and amused. When Ryan couldn't keep his focus on the redhead any further, he tipped back and kissed Eric hard, taking the condom from him and ripped the package open. “I'm going to ride him then you can have your wicked way with me,” he murmured.

 

Eric kissed him back. “Alright.” He laid next to Horatio and watched with the older man as Ryan rolled the rubber onto Horatio's erection and held it in position before slowly sliding the hard flesh into himself.

 

Horatio groaned, gripping the brunet's hips. “God, you feel good.”

 

Ryan mewled softly when Horatio gave an experimental thrust up. The ex-patrol officer began riding him, moaning loudly when the redhead stroked up and down his thighs. Ryan felt his breath catch when Eric and Horatio started making out.

 

Eric nipped at Horatio's lip as they battled for dominance. The Cuban rubbed Horatio's chest, pinching his nipples. Horatio groaned deeply at the sensations and rolled his head back, offering his neck to his lover. As Eric kissed and sucked on his neck, he felt Ryan slow in his rocking and lean forward to join Eric in his ministrations. He nudged Ryan so his could capture his lips in a sensual kiss. The kiss didn't last long, however, and Ryan quickly titled back and picked the pace up with his riding, which Horatio didn't mind in the least. He began searching for that special bundle of nerves that would send their young lover into ecstasy.

 

Ryan cried out when his prostate was hit. Through half closed eyes he could see Horatio smirk, as the blue-eyed man gripped his hips firmly and began thrusting up, rubbing his prostate with every thrust. Ryan panted hard, watching Eric move to Horatio's nipples and toy with them with his mouth.

 

“Ryan…Eric…Gods…” Horatio started bucking up furiously as he felt his orgasm draw near. He let out a throaty moan as he arched his back and came.

 

Ryan stopped moving and carefully climbed off his lover. He tied the condom off after taking it off Horatio and managed to toss it into the bin without having to get off the bed. He grunted in surprise when he suddenly found himself face first in the bed next to a barely conscious Horatio. He felt Eric grab his hips and pull him back so he was on all fours. He cried out when Eric slammed into him until he was balls deep with little warning. Though Horatio was a little longer than Eric, the dark-skinned man made it up with thickness. Eric fucked him roughly, digging his nails into Ryan's hips. Ryan hissed at the mixture of pain and pleasure. He vaguely heard the head of the bed banging into the wall as Eric grabbed his neglected cock and started stroking him in time with his thrusts. “Eric…” he whimpered, pushing back. It didn't take long for Ryan to reach his climax. He screamed when Eric leaned down and rammed into him hard, squeezing his cock to the point of pain, and sinking his teeth into the brunet's shoulder. Eric collapsed on top of him, panting.

 

Ryan was in a haze, barely feeling Eric lift himself off him and pull out. The bed shifted as Eric got rid of the condom. “Fuck, Ry, roll over.” Ryan groaned in protest as he was gently rolled onto his back. He felt hands spread his legs a little and a finger probed his battered ass. He threw an arm over his eyes when the bedside lamp was turned on.

 

“Eric, what's wrong?” Horatio asked tiredly from beside them.

 

Eric pulled his finger out. “H, Ryan's bleeding,” he said worriedly.

 

Ryan moved his arm away from his face and gently gripped the Cuban's hand. “I'll be fine, Eric.”

 

Horatio stood and went into the bathroom, coming back with a small bottle of ointment. “The last thing we want you to get is an infection, Ryan.”

 

Ryan flushed as Horatio popped the lid and carefully applied the cold cream to his abused asshole. “This was not how I wanted our night to end.”

 

Eric moved to lie beside him. “Really and how did you want this night to end?”

 

“Both of you sated, relaxed, and stress-free,” Ryan said softly, as Horatio pulled away and went into the bathroom to put the ointment away.

 

Eric smiled and kissed him softly. “Believe me babe, I'm all three.”

 

“Me too,” Horatio said, turning the light off. He grabbed the sheets that were thrown off the bed and covered the three of them.

 

Ryan snuggled in between them, happy that he was able to take care of his older lovers.

 

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