Title: Appreciation
Author: Bj Jones
Rating: FRAO
Summary: Speed and Calleigh plot
Series: Secret Admirer, Birthday Boy, Summer Vacation, Commitment
~*~
Speed sighed as his head dropped onto the back of the couch. The break room was quiet, blissfully quiet. He had been working non-stop since six in the morning. To top it off he hadn’t sleep well the night before. Horatio and Eric were both attending a conference leaving him alone in Miami, in a bed much too big for one. He felt the beginnings of a migraine coming on, and he still had trace elements from two more cases to processes.
“So what’s so special about you that you could get two men to sacrifice their careers to be with you?”
Speed jerked his head up, cringing at the slice of pain going straight through his skull. He looked up to see Stetler standing above him. “What the hell are you talking about?”
He tilted his head slightly and gave him a sarcastic smile, “Everyone here knows about you and Delko. The Cuban gave up his family to be with you, yet you’re letting Horatio fuck you.”
Speed frowned, “Excuse me.”
“Don’t play coy with me,” Stetler dropped a package in Speed’s lap.
Speed opened the package and slid out the photos, dread settling in the pit of his stomach. He shuffled through them; they were of Horatio and him at the beach, making out. He flipped through them all and sighed in relief, Eric wasn’t in any of them. They must have been taken when he went back to the Hummer to get the blanket. Horatio had gotten frisky, and the two ended up rolling around in the sand. Eric had laughed when he had gotten back. Horatio’s suit was covered in sand and he looked like a little kid.
He looked up at Stetler, “What the hell do you want?”
“I want to know what makes you so special,” Stetler eyed him. “You’ve got one who gave up everything to be with you, and another in the wings willing to destroy his career if it was to come out.”
“You would go this far to destroy Horatio?” Speed asked.
“Well if he wants to screw his subordinate, he should pay the price.” Stetler countered.
“And you being all concerned about my welfare are willing to press charges for me?” Speed sneered.
“It’s for your own good. He’s using you.” Stetler defended.
Speed stood up a growl in his throat, “Go to hell Stetler. What the fuck do you want?”
“You,” Stetler looked him the eye.
Speed stepped back horrified. “What?”
“That mouth of yours must do much more than spout off sarcastic remarks. You’ve got two seemingly straight guys willing to throw everything way to fuck you.” Stetler smirked.
Speed shook his head, “I’m not going to blow you.”
“Oh no, Timmy,” Stetler stepped up and patted his cheek. “I will fuck you or those photos not only go to the Chief of police, but to the papers as well.” Stetler left a gaping Speed alone in the break room.
***
Calleigh frowned when she saw Stetler leaving the break room. Walking in, she approached as stunned Speed. He was pale and looked ready to drop where he stood.
“Tim,” she touched his arm.
Speed jerked away and looked around widely then focused on Calleigh. “Callie hi.”
“Tim?” She stepped towards him.
“I gotta go,” Speed stammered. “Can you… process… I gotta go.” He turned and left the room.
Calleigh stood there shocked; she had never seen Speed that upset before. Frowning she turned to go find Alexx when something caught her attention. A photograph sticking out from under the couch, grabbing it she turned it over and gasped. Stetler, photographs, a pale Speed – Shit!
***
Speed broke a dozen traffic laws getting home. He parked his bike in his allotted spot and ran up the stairs and into the apartment he and Eric shared. Slamming the door shut he leaned up against it and sunk to the floor. He wrapped his arms around his knees and rested his head on them. He let the tears fall. He knew there was only one option. Leave. He couldn’t let Stetler black mail him. He couldn’t betray them that way and just the thought of Stetler touching him. Speed jumped up and ran to the bathroom throwing up his lunch.
After dry heaving a few times, he sat back against the cold bathroom wall. Stetler had a point. Eric left his family behind for him. How selfish could he be if he let Horatio give up his career? With the decision made, Speed rinsed his mouth and splashed cool water on his overheated face. He looked into the mirror as an empty shell reflected back. He was leaving his heart and soul behind.
He jerked away from the image and moved into the bedroom. Quickly grabbing his bag he began packing his belongings. He grabbed one of the rare photos of the three of them; Calleigh had taken it a few months back. The three were curled on the couch, Speed’s head in Horatio’s lap, and his feet in Delko’s. Eric and Horatio’s hands were clasped on the back of the couch.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Calleigh stood at the bedroom door, hands on her hips.
Speed spun around dropping the photo, the glass shattering. Calleigh took in the shaking hands and devastated expression. She bent down and picked up the frame. “We can get a replacement glass.”
“Calleigh,” Speed hesitated.
She set the frame down on the dresser. She then pulled out a picture and handed it Speed. “What’s going on?”
Speed took the photo cringing, he must have dropped it when he had stood up. The rest of them were in the living room. “Stetler said that if I don’t let him fuck me, he’ll release the pictures to the press and mail them to the Chief of Police.”
Calleigh leaned against the doorway, “Damn.”
“Knowing Stetler he would take photos of him fucking me and would send them to Eric, and still send these to the press.” Speed lifted the photo in indication.
“So he knows about the three of you?” Calleigh asked.
“No,” Speed shook his head. “He thinks I’m cheating on Eric with Horatio.”
“And so will everyone else,” Calleigh nodded. “It’s not like you can come out and say the three of you are in a committed relationship.”
“And stay in Miami,” Speed turned back to his bag, “Which is why I’m leaving.”
“You’re not even going to let Horatio and Eric have their say this?” she demanded.
“You know Horatio, he won’t back down and then his career will be ruined.” Speed turned back towards her. “Eric gave up his family. Should I expect Horatio to give up his career? He lives to help those in need. I can’t take that away from him.”
Calleigh walked over to Speed and pulled the bag away from him. “I am not letting you walk away from the best thing in your life because of your weird sense of morality. Eric and Horatio will be devastated if you left.”
“And how will they feel when they have nothing?” Speed went to grab the bag. “Eric’s family disowned him, you think Yelina is going to take it well that Horatio is screwing me and Eric? Their jobs, their reputation, gone. We would have to leave Miami.”
“I think you would be surprised at what Yelina would accept,” Calleigh pushed Speed back. “If you leave Stetler wins.”
“And if I stay he wins.” Speed slumped against the bed.
“What if we had something on him?” Calleigh asked.
“Blackmail him?” Speed looked at her. “With what?”
“I have it on good authority that he likes them young and two at a time.” Calleigh stated.
Speed’s mouth dropped. “And how did you find this out?”
“A source,” she shrugged.
“Knowing and proving are two different things, as you should well know.” Speed pointed out.
“Well, then we go collect the evidence,” she grinned.
“How come I feel like I just fell into an I Love Lucy episode?” Speed eyed her.
Calleigh smacked him. “I know someone that can help. Get us into the club he goes to, maybe even help arrange for some young things to wander by him.”
“You’re devious,” Speed smiled. “I love you.”
“Just remember that,” she kissed him on the cheek. “Because if we’re going to get something on him, we’re going to have to disguise ourselves.”
“Oh God what are you going to do to me?” Speed demanded.
“It’s for a good cause,” She grinned.
“You really do scare me,” Speed eyed her. “But I’ll do anything if it means stopping Stetler. Horatio and Eric won’t be back till Sunday so…”
“Perfect,” she smiled. “We’ll go to the club on Saturday.”
“Thanks,” he pulled her into a hug.
Saturday Morning
“So, everything set?” Calleigh paced around the small kitchen talking on her cell phone. “I think you’re enjoying this to much.” She laughed lightly. “Well I know who’s going to be in a frisky mode when I get…” She paused. Speed was grinning at her. “Got to go.” She clicked the phone shut.
“Someone’s holding out on me,” he crossed his arms and stared at her.
“I’m seeing someone,” she announced.
“And this person is?” Speed eyed her.
“I’m not telling,” Calleigh grabbed the bags she brought in.
“Is it a she or he?” Speed followed her out of the kitchen. He caught her pause, “Who is she?”
Calleigh turned and glared at him. “It’s new and I don’t want to jinx it.”
Speed’s eyebrow raised, “Fine for now.”
“Good, now into the bathroom,” she grabbed his hand and pulled him into the bathroom shutting the door behind them.
Speed just looked at her. “Should I be scared?”
“Yes,” she pulled out what she brought and sat it on the sink counter.
“OH HELL NO!” Speed yelled.
“He won’t be able to recognize you.” Calleigh pointed out.
“Calleigh, how the hell am I supposed to explain this?” He held the bottle up to her.
“I went on a beauty spree?” She grinned.
“If they throw me out I’m coming over to your place,” Speed began reading the bottle. “Why do woman do this? This stuff will destroy your hair.”
Calleigh groaned and grabbed the bottle, “Shirt off.” She grinned.
He pulled off his shirt. She leaned back against the door taking in the view. Her eyes traveling up and down his flat stomach and defined chest. She paused and leaned forward. She smirked and looked up at him. “So that’s where your tattoo is.”
“Are you done?” Speed sighed in exasperation.
“Not yet, turn around,” she motioned with her finger for him to turn.
“Calleigh!” Speed crossed his arms and glared.
“Fine,” she grabbed an old towel and wrapped it around his shoulders. “Sit on the edge of the bathtub. This won’t hurt a bit.”
“Famous last words,” Speed grumbled.
***
Speed stared at himself in the mirror, “How long before it will grow back? Or can I dye it when we’re done?”
Calleigh looked at him in the mirror over his shoulder, “It doesn’t look that bad.”
Speed turned and looked at her. “I’m a blond!”
“It doesn’t look bad, I swear.” She played with his hair a bit. “In two days we can dye it back to black.”
“Good,” He turned back towards the mirror. “What about you?” Calleigh pulled up a wig, “That’s not fair.”
Calleigh grinned, “We should get ready and head out to the club.”
“You’re sure he’s going to be there?” Speed headed into the bedroom he shared with his lovers. He turned to see Calleigh in the room. “I’m not changing in front of you.”
“Damn,” she growled and turned around getting a clear view of him in the mirror.
Speed tried not to roll his eyes, “Nice try.”
She groaned and left the room. He walked out a few moments later wearing his leather pants and a red silk shirt; the boots coming up to his knees. Calleigh fanned herself. “Damn.”
Speed smirked, “Are you going to get dressed?”
“Give me a second,” she ran into his bedroom and shut the door.
Speed glared at the closed door. “NO SNOOPING!”
He heard a drawer open and then shut. The door opened Calleigh holding the handcuffs in her hand. “I see these get used frequently.”
Speed grinned, “On who is the question.”
She glanced at the cuffs then smirked. “Man what I wouldn’t give to see you three just once.”
Speed shook his head, “and they complain about my kink side.”
“My girl likes it,” she skipped back into the room.
“NO MORE SNOOPING!!” Speed yelled at the close door. He heard a drawer and a yip and a slam. “That should teach her.”
A few minutes later she came out dressed to kill with a small blush on her face. Speed eyed her outfit. Tight leather pants laced up the sides showing skin through the laces. A tight leather halter-top accenting her thin waist and heightening her chest. The short red wig just made the outfit.
“You’re blushing,” Speed pointed out.
She grabbed her small purse and moved for the door. “Let’s go.” She paused, turned, opened closed her mouth, took a deep breath. “Is it to spec?”
“Oh yeah,” Speed smirked.
“Damn,” Calleigh turned and walked out of the apartment.
***
The two got into the club with no problems, between Calleigh’s hip shaking walk and Speed’s leather covered ass they not only got in, but managed to grab a place near the dance floor too. Speed eyed the club, it was definitely one of the anything goes type of clubs. He found at least a half a dozen minors drinking, and another set doing lines.
They grabbed a round deep-seated booth. This way they were able to keep an eye on the dance floor and the entrance. Calleigh had gotten Tyler to rig a small camera to fit in her purse and she sat it on the table to get a full view of the area.
The two sipped drinks as they watched the club goers dance and have fun. Calleigh groaned, “She said he would be….” The next minute she was grabbed and pulled into Speed’s lap. He grinned and took her lips into a passionate kiss. She wasn’t one to pass up an opportunity and kissed him back.
Speed broke off the kiss and set her back down next to him. “Not that I’m complaining…” Speed pointed to the corner. Stetler.
Calleigh moved her purse to aim in his direction. She had been surprised by the distance and clarity the small camera had. The two watched in fascination as Stetler not only ended up with two minors in his lap, but also was doing lines with them.
Speed glanced at Calleigh she glanced back. “This is too good.”
“The problem is we can’t use this against him,” Speed grumbled. “This is just for insurance, he releases those photos we release this, and vice versa.”
“But maybe we can drop a note about random drug testing,” Calleigh suggested.
Speed smiled, “We got enough lets go.”
“One dance?” Calleigh smiled sweetly. “Please.”
“Fine,” Speed escorted her out to the dance floor. The two grinded and moved with the music enjoying the looks they got, they were one hot looking couple.
***
Eric dropped his bag by the front door, “Speed?”
Horatio walked in behind him, “He’s not home?”
“I tried calling most of the way home, but he hasn’t answered either phone.” Eric walked into the bedroom and stopped dead in his tracks. “H?”
Horatio walked up behind him and stopped stunned. On the bed were a few of their toys, plus a woman’s bra and panties. “He wouldn’t?”
Eric was too stunned to respond. He glanced around the room; there was make-up on the dresser, and a small overnight bag. “I don’t think he was expecting us home.”
Just then they heard the door open. They turned to see a shocked Speed. “What are you guys doing home?”
Horatio took one look at the outfit, the hair, then back at the bedroom. “Speed? What’s going on?”
“I went out,” Speed shrugged. He didn’t want to tell them about Stetler. He knew if they found out they would confront him, and they would still lose everything. “I wasn’t expecting you guys till tomorrow.”
“We can see that,” Eric snapped.
“Excuse me?” Speed blinked. “I’m not allowed to go out when you’re not here?”
“I think we’re more concerned of what you did when you were in.” Eric’s voice was tight with emotion.
“What the hell are you talking about?” Speed demanded.
Eric stalked into the bedroom and pulled the panties and bra off the bed, “These?”
Speed looked at them a confused look on his face then realization dawned on him. Calleigh had planned to stay the night, but a last minute phone call from her mystery girlfriend got her running home or more like him dropping her off. He looked back at his two lovers. “You think…” He paused. “You actually thought I was cheating on you?”
Eric looked at Speed, “Speed what are we supposed to think? There’s an overnight bag, woman’s clothing, your dressed to the hilt, lets not forget the sex toys laid out.”
“I can’t believe you’re standing there accusing me of cheating,” Speed’s heart hurt. “If I’m supposed to have this girl with me, where the hell is she? Did you ask yourself maybe Calleigh had stopped by? Needed a place to stay?”
Eric frowned. He hadn’t thought of that.
“And you,” Speed turned on Horatio. “You’re just going to stand there and let Eric rip into me? Or were you just waiting for your turn.”
“I was waiting for you to explain,” Horatio stated calmly.
“Fuck this,” Speed turned and headed out of the house. He paused at the door, “After nine months of being together I can’t believe you two even for a moment thought I would cheat on you.”
The echo of the slammed door vibrated through the apartment. Eric leaned up against the door, “Well, I fucked that up.”
“Yes, you did, and so did I,” Horatio sighed. “We have some serious groveling to do.”
“Do you think he’ll come back?” Eric asked turning into the bedroom.
“I don’t know,” Horatio answered honestly.
***
Calleigh opened the door, shocked to see a crying and upset Speed. “Tim?”
“I’m sorry to ruin your night,” Speed wiped the tears away. “But I didn’t know where else to go?”
“Come in,” Calleigh pulled him in and closed the door. “What happened?”
“They came home early.” Speed sat down on the couch. “They saw your stuff in the bedroom and jumped to conclusions. They accused me of having an affair.”
“WHAT!”
Speed jerked his head up in surprise. His jaw dropped in shock. He looked at Calleigh then back and started laughing. “Okay so maybe she won’t have a problem with Horatio doing me and Eric.”
Yelina smiled, “No, I don’t mind it. Horatio has actually been happy these past months. But at this moment I’m going to go kill him. Mister looks at the evidence.”
“They did,” Speed gave a dry laugh. “There was an overnight bag, woman’s panties on the bed,” He glared at Calleigh. “Along with a few things that should have stayed in their proper places.”
Calleigh looked down, “I’m sorry.”
“Doesn’t matter,” Yelina stated. “They should know that you would never do that. Did you tell them about Stetler? That the stuff belonged to Calleigh”
“Well, now, I know where you got your info,” Speed leaned back in the sofa. “No. I didn’t want them to know about Stetler; I don’t want them doing something stupid. I did ask as I was walking out the door if they thought that maybe Calleigh had stopped by.”
Calleigh got up and headed for the bedroom. She came back in a few minutes dressed in jeans and a shirt; she grabbed her gun and headed out the door.
“Shit.” Speed got up and followed Calleigh out the door. He watched her jeep head down the street. “Yelina…”
“Go save your stupid lovers from an irate southern belle,” Yelina smiled. “Speed, don’t mention this to Horatio.”
“I won’t,” Speed closed the door and headed for his bike.
***
Horatio jumped slightly when the front door banged open. He was surprised to see a pissed off ballistics expert, who also happened to be holding her gun.
“WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU TWO THINKING!?!” Calleigh yelled at the two of them. She paused for a second then calmed down a bit. “So what exactly were you two smoking to actually think Speed would step out on you?”
“Calleigh,” Horatio held his hands up.
“Don’t,” She glared at Horatio. “At this moment you are not my boss, but the stupid boyfriend that has hurt my friend. I’ve never seen him cry. NEVER! And what did I find on the other side of my door tonight? A crying Speed.”
“Calleigh,” Eric stepped up then backed off when she turned on him. “Look we know it was a mistake, okay. It was me more than Horatio. I saw the underwear and just lost all rationality.”
“Do you know what he’s been through these past days?” Calleigh demanded.
“No,” Horatio looked at her. “I knew he was upset I could hear it in his voice.”
“Calleigh,” Speed stepped into the room.
“No,” Calleigh looked at him. “They need to know to understand the situation.”
“Speed,” Eric stepped towards him, relieved to see the other man walking back into the apartment.
Speed just gave him a cold look. “What? More accusations?”
“I’m sorry,” Eric paused. “I was stupid, immature, jealous, I jumped to conclusions, asshole… ”
“You can go on,” Speed turned to Horatio who was quiet. “And you?”
Horatio looked down, “I was scared.”
Both men looked at him, Speed voice softened. “What?”
“I’m older by almost fifteen years, I always expected the two of you to either leave me together or find someone else.” Horatio admitted. “When we made the commitment there was this small part of me that was still waiting to be proved right, and when I saw the ‘evidence’ I froze. I was scared it was coming true.”
Speed and Eric moved towards Horatio, surrounding him. “Why didn’t you tell us this?” Speed held him close.
“Same reason,” Horatio pulled Speed close. “I’m sorry. I let my own fears cloud my judgment. I know,” He looked Speed in the eyes his hand touching his heart. “You would never do that to us. I can’t express how sorry I am.”
Speed saw it in his eyes, the underlying fear of rejection. “H…”
“I’m sorry,” Eric whispered quietly. “I can’t believe I did that. I know you wouldn’t do that, but I’ve cheated and had been cheated on. And I just…God, I’m sorry.”
Speed looked at both of them, “Please don’t doubt me like that again. I don’t think I could take it.”
“I love you,” Eric kissed him softly then turned to Horatio, “And you.”
Horatio pulled Speed to him kissing the top of his head then turning to Eric slightly. “I love you two so much that it scares me you’ll leave or something will happen and I’ll lose you.”
“God we’re saps,” Speed chuckled pulling back. “And for your information I love both of you despite everything.”
“Obviously you guys need to work on communicating,” Calleigh sighed. They turned to look at her. “The stuff is mine.” Speed glared at her but she ignored him. “I left it here thinking I was coming back after we went out, but plans changed.”
“So the two of you went out,” Horatio looked at Speed his hand going through the blond locks. “The hair?”
Speed stepped back, “I should have told you when you called, but didn’t know how. We didn’t go out for fun.” He turned and pulled out the envelope. “We went there to get dirt on Stetler.”
Horatio took the envelope and opened it flipping through the photographs. “Speed?”
“He wanted to fuck me, said if I let him he would make those disappear,” Speed explained.
“He was going to leave,” Calleigh added. “I found one of the pictures and came here looking for him. He was packed and ready to go.”
“Speed,” Eric looked at his lover. “Why didn’t you call us?”
“Your family hates you Eric, and I was not going to be the reason you two lost your jobs.” Speed started to pace the room. “I thought it would be better if I left.”
“I convinced him to set up a trap for Stetler,” Calleigh informed them. “I had a source that helped out. So we went to the club, got some video of Stetler doing some very illegal things and we’re going to make a proposition.”
Horatio looked at Speed, “You should have come to us.”
“I know, okay, but I didn’t want you doing something stupid,” Speed turned on Horatio. “Like confront him or worse, killing him.”
He could tell from Horatio’s look that was still a possibility. He set the photographs down and cupped Speed’s face in his hands. “I care about you. We can find jobs anywhere.”
“But this is your home,” Speed whispered.
“You and Eric are my home,” Horatio kissed him lightly.
“Exactly what was your bra and panties doing on our bed anyway?” Eric looked at Calleigh, “Along with some of our private things?”
Calleigh smiled brightly, “I’m an investigator. I investigated.”
“You let her into our room?” Eric came up from behind Speed slipping his arms around his lover.
“She ran in and slammed the door,” Speed leaned back taking comfort in their arms.
“Now that this is taken care of,” she pulled the camera out of the bag and set it on the table, then placed her gun inside it. “I’m going home.”
Speed smirked at her, “Have fun.”
She winked, “Oh I will.”
“Do we want to know?” Eric held him close thinking how close he came to driving Speed away.
“No,” Speed turned in Eric’s arms. “Take me to bed.”
***
Speed laid out on the bed, his eyes moving between his lovers. “I need you two tonight.”
“I can’t express how sorry I am,” Eric crawled up Speed kissing him softly. “I almost drove you away from us, because of my own stupidity.”
Speed cupped Eric’s face in his hands, “I wouldn’t have gone far. I shouldn’t have left, but I just couldn’t handle it with everything else.”
Horatio slipped off his suit coat and tie then sprawled next to his lovers. “No more secrets. This could have been avoided if we were all, me included, talking to each other.”
Speed leaned over and kissed him, “What about Stetler?”
“I’ll deal…” Horatio growled.
Eric’s finger lay across Horatio’s lips, “We’ll deal with him.”
Speed shivered, “Don’t kill him, or if you do make sure to call me so I can help hide the body. Ah hell, call Calleigh and Alexx they’ll help.”
“Especially, if you told Alexx he was blackmailing you,” Horatio leaned over and kissed Speed. “She’s very protective of you. Matter of fact I’m glad you went to Calleigh instead of her. Calleigh we would have survived, Alexx not necessarily intact.” Horatio’s hands went through the blond locks, “When can we get rid of this?”
“Two days, I can dye it back,” Speed grimaced.
“I kinda like it,” Eric’s hand wandered over Speed’s shirt. “God, I love the feel of silk on you.”
Speed moaned lightly as he felt Horatio’s hand caress his cock through the leather, “Haven’t seen these pants in a while.” Speed arched into the touch. Horatio hands unfastened the buttons his hand slipping inside. “And I see you decided to go bare.”
“I have to oil up just to get into them,” Speed smirked evilly.
Both men paused and looked at their lover. “How slicked up are you?”
“Well, I was planning on coming home and reacquainting myself with some toys, but since you’re here.” Speed thrust his hips up.
“This idea included Calleigh in the other room?” Eric grinned.
Speed shrugged, “We’ll never know now will we.” Speed’s hand slipped under Eric’s shirt caressing soft skin.
Eric pulled off his shirt throwing it onto the floor. Horatio moved onto his knees, giving Eric a deep kiss then moved behind him to unfasten Speed’s boots. Eric leaned down and took Speed’s mouth into a searing kiss. Speed held Eric’s head in his hands as he tasted every in inch of his mouth. Eric pulled back panting, his eyes locked with Speed’s. The Cuban moaned arching into Horatio’s touch as his hands moved up his back. He sat back leaning into Horatio’s caress.
Speed watched from his position. Eric on his knees straddling his hips leaned back against Horatio who was knelt between his legs. Horatio’s hands moved down Eric’s chest unfastening the blue jeans he pushed the zipper down and took Eric into his hand. Eric thrust into it moaning. Horatio looked down at Speed eyes dark with passion.
“You want him to ride you?” Horatio asked as he stroked Eric.
“Yes,” Speed groaned, his hands moving up Eric’s thighs. “Then I want you to fuck me, hard.”
Eric groaned as Horatio pulled him off the bed stripping him expertly. He stroked Eric’s leaking cock smearing it with pre-cum. “Stay, don’t move and don’t touch yourself.”
Horatio turned towards Speed, who was stroking his own aching cock, eyes dilated with pleasure. Horatio smacked his hand away, “You either.”
Speed groaned his hands falling to his side. “Horatio, please.”
“Please what?” Horatio moved back onto the bed. His hands moving up the leather clad thighs. “Fuck you? Let Eric fuck himself on you? Or fuck Eric?”
“You are in a mood,” Eric groaned, his hands twitched to stroke himself.
Horatio grinned, “I want to play.” He slowly removed the tight leather pants off Speed. When he finally got them off Speed was sitting up on his elbows smirking. “You weren’t kidding were you?”
“No,” Speed smiled. Once the pants were off Speed spread his legs in an open invitation. His eyes locked with Horatio, “I need you.”
Horatio hands caressed his inner thighs ghosting over the hard leaking cock. He cupped and rolled Speed’s balls in his hand, causing Speed to fall back onto his back whimpering at the touch. One finger caressed the small patch of skin then skidded over his opening.
Eric moaned at the sight, he was ready to cum without anyone touching him. Horatio looked over at him and grinned. “Get the lube and come here.”
Speed whimpered when Horatio moved away from him. The brown eyes turned black in lust glared at the redhead. Horatio smirked back at him then turned to Eric. “Straddle him.”
Eric grinned and straddled Speed brushing his hard cock with his thighs, Speed moaned and tried to arch upwards for more contact. Horatio held his hips down. Speed growled at him. “Sit up on your knees, Eric.”
Eric sighed in pleasure as Horatio inserted a finger into him. Speed groaned in frustration watching them. Horatio nibbled on Eric’s neck as he prepared him for Speed. He pulled his fingers out and looked at Speed over Eric’s shoulder. Leaning close to his ear, he whispered, “Ride him hard.”
Horatio’s hand steadied him as Eric slid down onto Speed. Every inch of Speeds control shattered at the feel of Eric around him. He gripped Eric’s thighs thrusting up into the warm heat. Eric moaned and slammed the rest of the way down causing a delicious sensation. He began to move in earnest, picking up the pace as he fucked himself on Speed’s cock. As Eric went down Speed thrust up, burying himself deeper each time. It didn’t take long for either of them to come. Speed thrust up hard and deep into Eric shouting his release. Horatio thumb caressed over the head causing Eric to jerk and spill his seed all over Horatio’s hand and Speed’s stomach. He collapsed down onto Speed, leaning against Horatio for support. The two men panted heavily.
Eric eased off Speed with Horatio’s help, then laid down next to him his hand caressing Speed’s cheek. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.” Speed whispered before closing his eyes and moaning. He moved his head and looked up at Horatio.
Horatio grinned as he slid two fingers into him, finding that one spot to drive him wild. Speed pushed down into the touch, demanding more. Horatio pulled out his fingers, lubed himself up and pushed into his lover. Speed moaned in delight and pushed back taking Horatio in deep.
Eric watched eyes hooded in pleasure, as Horatio started a slow rocking motion in and out, driving Speed insane. His own cock was starting to get hard again just by watching. He could see Speed was already hard, and was begin to leak. He took his cock into his hand and matched Horatio’s pace.
Horatio set a harder pace, each thrust coming faster and deeper than the one before. Speed was lost in sensations, muttering in a foreign language as he was pounded into the mattress. He could feel another orgasm building. He arched slightly whimpering when Horatio hit his prostate then continued to hit it over and over again. He opened his eyes and looked into the passion filled blue ones. He could tell Horatio was close; he tightened his grip around Horatio’s waist and met each thrust with his own. Horatio moaned his head falling forward as he slammed into him hard and stilled, coming with a strangled moan. Speed let go, coming all over his stomach and chest. Never once touching himself. He heard Eric moan as he came.
Speed winced slightly as Horatio eased out of him. He was going to be sore tomorrow. Lucky he wasn’t going into work for a few days, long enough to die his hair black again.
“Damn,” Eric sprawled out on his back. “When you want to play like that again, H, just let us know.” Speed agreed whole-heartedly with Eric.
Horatio got up and headed into the bathroom, he came back with a warm washcloth. He cleaned up both of his lovers, “Under the covers.”
Speed grumbled about being too well fucked to move, but got under them, Eric along with him. He curled into Eric’s arms falling asleep quickly. Eric wrapped his arms around Speed his eyes closing. Horatio moved back into the bathroom, tossing the cloth into the sink. He stopped at the dresser and clicked off the camera. Eric looked at him, with a questioning look. Horatio crawled into the bed, kissed Eric softly, “In the morning.”
Monday Morning
“Horatio,” Stetler greeted as he caught Horatio in the elevator. “How was the conference?”
“Good,” Horatio slipped off his glasses. “How was your weekend, Rick?”
“Pleasant,” Stetler eyed him carefully.
“Good,” The doors opened and Eric stepped into the car. Stetler looked between the two men.
Horatio reached over and stopped the elevator. He turned toward Stetler, “We’ll make this quick.” Eric opened up the portable DVD player that was in his hands and clicked start. Stetler stood stunned as he watched himself at the club. “You mess with us – we mess with you.” Eric clicked it off.
Stetler looked at the two of them then sneered at Horatio. “So you’re fucking both of them.”
“On a good day they get to fuck me also,” Horatio smirked. “You approach Speed at any time…”
“Oh let me guess, you’ll kill me and the body will never be found,” Stetler rolled his eyes.
“Don’t try to second guess me, Rick. Death would be too easy,” Horatio smiled evilly. “I will simply destroy you.” He hit the start button. “Do we have an understanding?”
“Yes,” Stetler nodded.
“Good,” The door opened. “Have a good day, Rick.” Horatio slipped on his glasses and head out of the elevator and down the corridor.
Eric smirked at him, “He’ll destroy you, I’ll just kill you.” Eric gave him a big smile and followed Horatio.
Stetler growled as the door closed.
Calleigh’s Apartment
Calleigh walked up to her front door, exhausted after a long day. She paused eyeing the package carefully. She picked it up and shook it, shrugged as she walked into the house and tossed it onto the table. She kicked off her shoes, then went to the kitchen and pulled out a bottle of wine. Pouring herself a glass she eyed the package. She grabbed it and settled onto the couch. Putting her wine glass down she opened it up, the mystery only deepened. On top of the DVD case was a note ‘In Appreciation’. Frowning slightly she got up and put into her player, settled back down and hit play. She picked up her wine glass took a sip and choked on it when the picture came on.
“SHIT!” She set the glass down and stared at the screen.
A blond Speed was sprawled on the bed in his leather pants with Eric straddling him and kissing him deeply. She paused, looked around the room, picked up the DVD case again and recognized Horatio’s handwriting. She smiled brightly, settled into the couch and hit play.
She was hot and very turned on by the end. She need to get herself taken care of and soon when her phone started to ring, “Hello.”
“Hot and bothered yet?” Speed’s voice was sultry.
“How the hell did you convince him to do it?” Calleigh demanded. “And, yes I am. You three are very hot together. Oh my God. I about melted into my couch.”
“I didn’t convince him, it was his idea,” Speed explained. “Both of them wanted to show you their appreciation for stopping me from leaving.”
“Damn, any time. Need any other help? If that’s the appreciation form it gets me, hell I’ll paint the house.” Calleigh laughed.
Speed’s laughter filled the phone, “Sorry Calleigh, it was a one time deal.”
“I’ll work on them,” Calleigh vowed. “So if you don’t mind I’m going to take care of things.”
“Oh really,” Speed’s voice dropped. “With a certain girlfriend?”
“Yes,” Calleigh smirked into the phone, “Maybe I should let her watch.”
“I’m not telling Horatio that his sister-in-law was getting it on with her girlfriend, while watching him get it on with Eric and me.” Speed chuckled. “He would be mortified. I’m partially mortified.” He paused, “Can I watch?”
Calleigh grinned, “If you’re good.”