Current mood:	chipper
Current music:	Maroon 5 - Woman
Entry tags:	pairing:archie/warrick 2005, rating:r

First post and drabble.
Hi, my name is Starhespera - also known as Jen. I've been lurking around this place, reading the various stories posted here. I've mustered the courage to post a small piece that I came up with yesterday. If you like it please don't hesitate to say so. And if you don't... eh, I can't force you to like it. *shrugs*

Fandom: CSI
Title: Good morning afternoon.
Author: Starhespera
Category: e/r, romance, pwp
Spoilers: episodes of the show from which important events are included in the story
Rating: Um, I'm going to say R-ish to be on the safeside, possibly PG-13.
Pairing: Slash warning ahoy! A/W
Summary: :Drabble: When the afternoon becomes morning.
A/N - I don't own CSI: Crime Scene Investigation or it's characters. That right goes to CBS, Bruckheimer and other people I can't remember at the moment. The idea behind the drabble is mine. Is that worth anything?

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Fingers, warm and gentle, brushed against Archie's skin. At first they groomed his hair off his forehead before detouring to run down the side of his face. They stopped on his neck, rubbing his nape.

"Stop that," he murmured sleepily, turning his face into his pillow.

"Why?" The fingers didn't do as they were told; instead they skimmed lower, brushing against the ridge of his shoulder.

He tried to be forceful but it was hard to pull off, particularly whiling smiling into the soft cotton. It didn't help that a second hand joined in, massaging it's way further down his abdomen. The complaint on Archie's lips turned into an unintelligible groan as a thumb glided along his awakening member.

"Mmm?" Archie could tell he was smiling without looking up. He did look up in order to kiss him though, tongues tangling slowly but urgently.

"Good afternoon," Warrick whispered against his cheek, his whole hand wrapping around Archie's errection. Archie sought to claim Warrick's mouth again but it was teasing and marking his neck and shoulders while his fingers stroked Archie to completion.

As the daylight brightened before his eyes in time with his orgasm Archie could have sworn that he saw morning that afternoon.

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