Taste Drabble - 200 Words - CSI, Greg/Nick

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Glad the deadline was extended. I had this ready last night, very frustrating ^_^

Fandom: CSI
Pairing: Greg/Nick

It was one of those "gotta do it before I die" moments that came after a serious accident. Although, no one had probably expected Greg's to include shoving Nick up against one of the lockers and trying to devour his mouth. He hadn't.

But they'd been alone in the room, and Nick had been eating an apple. Greg had been mesmerized by the sight, lips stretched around red-green skin, and then consumed by the need to know how it tasted, how it differed from Nick's own. He'd been unable to stop himself from finding out.

The second he did (apple, tart, Nick, sweet) he was afraid he was going to be pushed away. Because Nick had never looked at him like that. Because Greg was a skinny geek. Or just because he still tasted like fire and acrid smoke, and it wouldn't go away, no matter how many times he brushed his teeth.

Maybe Nick couldn't taste it or didn't care, because he pulled Greg closer, hands rough against his still-too-tender back, tongue sweeping in to caress Greg's mouth, and nothing had ever felt so good. When they parted, breathing hard, Greg realised he couldn't taste the smoke anymore either.