CSI RPS- MST Is More Fun With A Partner
Title: MST Is More Fun With A Partner
Fandom: CSI RPS
Pairing: George Eads/Eric Szmanda
Rating: PG
Summary: The boys watch CSI together
"Hey! It's back on," Eric hollered from the couch. George passed him a beer as he came back from the kitchen and settled back in beside him.
"You are aware it's TiVoed, right?"
"Yeah, but I like the full tv experience."
"We saw this episode when we filmed it. Plus, it's eleven forty-five and we have to be on set at six."
"Your point?" Eric said, sipping his beer. George shook his head and turned up the volume.
"Look how sad I look. You and Warrick are so mean to me."
"Nah, see the punch in the background? We care, we just have fun with you."
"And the time you bet on Chandra failing? That was cold, especially from you."
"You know who you look like there? Gary. You look..."
"Beleagured?"
"That's it. Is this the Greg to come? You turned Sara down and now the responsibility of being a CSI will weigh you down until your hair is combed down and all one colour."
"Jesus, you sound like... Well I don't know, but you sound like an idiot."
"Hey, there's Mr Wiggles. We worked so hard on that."
"No, you didn't. Jack from props did. All you did was make him jiggle."
"Aww, look at you."
"I look like a dork. I look like..."
George smiled fondly and wrapped his arm around Eric. "You look like you did when you got hired as a regular."
"Same feeling." Eric grinned at him and relaxed into his body. "Aww, look at you; you can't keep you hands off me."
"Shut up. Jorja's all over you, too."
"Oh and there's Marg with the kiss. Damn, I'm good. Oh, and you're touching me again."
"Aww, look how proud Billy is. You're getting the Grissom smile."
"God, Marc creeps me out. Ecklie is jonsing for a smackdown. Be my big protector and do that for me, would you?"
George flexed his free arm and Eric felt the muscle, making the requisite appreciative sounds and ending with a low growl. George raised his eyebrows and bent his head to kiss Eric. Eric surged up to meet him halfway, arms tangling around George's neck and pressing him back into the couch. George chuckled into Eric's mouth, but it turned into a groan as they lay back and Eric settled comfortably between his legs, tongue lazily stroking George's.
"We're missing the end," George managed between kisses.
Eric pulled back and gave him his you're-crazy-but-I-love-you-anyways look. "We were in it, you know," he said before his mouth over George's shut them both up, The Who playing in the background.
Fandom: CSI RPS
Pairing: George Eads/Eric Szmanda
Rating: PG
Summary: The boys watch CSI together
"Hey! It's back on," Eric hollered from the couch. George passed him a beer as he came back from the kitchen and settled back in beside him.
"You are aware it's TiVoed, right?"
"Yeah, but I like the full tv experience."
"We saw this episode when we filmed it. Plus, it's eleven forty-five and we have to be on set at six."
"Your point?" Eric said, sipping his beer. George shook his head and turned up the volume.
"Look how sad I look. You and Warrick are so mean to me."
"Nah, see the punch in the background? We care, we just have fun with you."
"And the time you bet on Chandra failing? That was cold, especially from you."
"You know who you look like there? Gary. You look..."
"Beleagured?"
"That's it. Is this the Greg to come? You turned Sara down and now the responsibility of being a CSI will weigh you down until your hair is combed down and all one colour."
"Jesus, you sound like... Well I don't know, but you sound like an idiot."
"Hey, there's Mr Wiggles. We worked so hard on that."
"No, you didn't. Jack from props did. All you did was make him jiggle."
"Aww, look at you."
"I look like a dork. I look like..."
George smiled fondly and wrapped his arm around Eric. "You look like you did when you got hired as a regular."
"Same feeling." Eric grinned at him and relaxed into his body. "Aww, look at you; you can't keep you hands off me."
"Shut up. Jorja's all over you, too."
"Oh and there's Marg with the kiss. Damn, I'm good. Oh, and you're touching me again."
"Aww, look how proud Billy is. You're getting the Grissom smile."
"God, Marc creeps me out. Ecklie is jonsing for a smackdown. Be my big protector and do that for me, would you?"
George flexed his free arm and Eric felt the muscle, making the requisite appreciative sounds and ending with a low growl. George raised his eyebrows and bent his head to kiss Eric. Eric surged up to meet him halfway, arms tangling around George's neck and pressing him back into the couch. George chuckled into Eric's mouth, but it turned into a groan as they lay back and Eric settled comfortably between his legs, tongue lazily stroking George's.
"We're missing the end," George managed between kisses.
Eric pulled back and gave him his you're-crazy-but-I-love-you-anyways look. "We were in it, you know," he said before his mouth over George's shut them both up, The Who playing in the background.