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Author's Notes: I got inspired again when I rewatched the episode. Just a short little piece; hope you enjoy it! Thank you all for leaving such great reviews on last night's fic. And thanks to Mingsmommy for her help!!
Bees Do It
by Kristen Elizabeth
When I'm good, I'm very, very good, but when I'm bad, I'm better. – Mae West
"Do you know what's even more fun than getting you into a bee suit?"
Chuckling, Sara unzipped his coveralls. "Getting me out of one?" she guessed.
In reply, Grissom stripped her bulky white suit off her shoulders. Underneath, she wore a form-hugging tunic-top. Its scooped neckline revealed his favorite patch of freckles, a surprisingly adorable reminder of her desert sunburn.
Sara threw her head back when he attacked it with his lips. "I can't believe I'm doing this with an engaged man." His tongue glanced over her skin and she grabbed his arms tighter. "Oh yeah!" She laughed. "I'm an engaged woman."
"You know…" Grissom slid his hand up the front of her shirt. "You could be a married woman within the hour." He cupped her whole breast in his palm, gently kneading her hard nipple through her cotton bra. "If you wanted…"
"I want," she purred before nipping at his ear. "But our friends are still working on forgiving us for the last secret we kept from them. Don't you think…" She sucked his earlobe in her mouth briefly, making him stiffen against her stomach. "…we should let them in on this one?"
Grissom unhooked her bra with an ease that only came from much practice. "Whatever you say, dear."
Sara pulled it off along with her shirt. The sun was warm on her skin, but nowhere near as hot as his hands. He seemed determined to touch every inch of her, although she was fairly certain he'd memorized her a long time ago. "It's okay to do this here?" she asked, glancing over his shoulder at the empty enclosure. "No one's going to come by?"
"UNLV's on break between quarters," Grissom said between the kisses he planted up and down her neck. "All the students and faculty are gone. We're alone."
"Well…not entirely." She giggled when he hit a particularly sensitive spot. "What about the bees?"
"Don't worry." He lifted his head to give her a wet kiss followed by a sexy wink. "I taught them about the birds."
Sara laughed until he kissed her again. His tongue explored her mouth and suddenly she needed him as undressed as she was.
When they had enough clothes out of the way, Grissom backed her up against the chicken-wire walls. Before they went any further, he paused for a second in order to kiss her bee-stung palm.
"I can't wait to be your husband, Sara."
His beloved face blurred as Sara's eyes misted over. She closed them when he pushed himself into her. Hooking one leg around his hip, she gave herself over to the deliciously naughty encounter. Right then, she wouldn't have cared if the entire UNLV biology department walked by and saw them. She was making love with her fiancée.
The birds and the bees had never had it so good.
Fin