Grissom looked at Nick, almost sizing him up. "Nick you weight about 150, right?"

Nick blinked startled by the question. "Uh…yeah why?"

Warrick grinned. "I feel a experiment coming on."

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"All right we know that the wife was about Nick height and weight and the husband was mine," Grissom explained once they got to the lab.

"So you two get to do some role playing." Warrick commented slightly amused.

"Something like that."

Warrick grinned at Grissom reply.

"All right Nick lay down on the floor," Grissom ordered.

Nick nodded. "Why couldn't the wife be killed somewhere comfortable, like a bed?"

Warrick snickered.

Nick glared but let Warrick shift his arms in the right position anyway.

"Ok now Gris time to prove that the husband was lying. He claims that his wife pushed him off. So lay down on top of Nick and let's see if he can push you off," Warrick said with a grin.

Gil lowered himself on top of Nick. "Ok so the husband and the wife are having some personal time."

"Which is fine but at some time during it the wife gets ticked off," Nick pointed out.

"Maybe the husband called out the wrong name?" Warrick suggested.

Nick snickered.

"Okay for whatever reason, the wife wants her husband off of her," Grissom stated.

Warrick nodded. "Ok Nick try to push Gris off of you."

Nick began to move his hands to push Grissom off of him. He was hindered when Gil grabbed his wrists.

Nick blinked.

"Uh huh Nicky. Remember the wife's hands were bound."

"Well how the heck did she push him off?"

"Personally I don't think she did," Warrick added.

Beep.

Beep.

Beep.

Nick and Gil glanced over to where their pagers were.

Warrick looked at his pager. "No worries it's mine. Ok I got to check something out from trace, so you two just stay here."

"And do what?"

"Keep trying to push Gris off," Warrick replied.

"How am I supposed to do that?"

"Use your legs Nick," Warrick explained before leaving.

Nick pushed and pushed without much success. In fact he just managed to tangle their legs together.

"Somehow I think the husband was lying," Nick muttered under his breath.

Grissom chuckled.

Nick rolled his eyes. "From the top?"

"From the top." Gil agreed.

Nick wiggled his eyebrows. "So I get to make out with my boss? Sara will be beside herself in jealousy."

Grissom smirked. "Nothing that your not used to Nicky."

Nick grinned. "Very true."

Nick attempted to lean forward to kiss Gil but was pushed back.

"I thought we decided that the wife didn't start it," Gil pointed out.

Before Nick could complain, Gil was kissing him.

Nick groaned and his hands twitched slightly, trying to break Grissom's grip on his wrists.

As they separated, Nick breath heavily. Which only increased when Gil's lips kissed, nipped and sucked at Nick's neck.

Nick shifted, slightly squirming underneath Grissom.

"Hey I got your result-" Greg began cutting himself off and staring at the scene in front of him.

Grissom was on top of Nick, holding Nick's hands with his hands. Also nick was sporting a nice red love bite on his lower neck.

"This isn't what it looks like Greg," Nick tried to explain to Greg.

Greg had started to back away out of the room and fled.

Nick sighed. "Maybe Greg will keep this to himself."

Gil snorted. "I somehow doubt that."