[fic] Love You Anyways Part II | CSI: Miami | Speed/Ryan/Eric
Title: Love You Anyways Part II
Fandom: CSI: Miami
Characters/Pairing: Speed/Ryan/Eric
Rating: NC-17
Warnings/Spoilers: None, just some good ol fashioned make up sex.
Disclaimer: The only thing I own is the seasons, these characters are not legally mine...
A/N: So I was suddenly compelled to write a second part because after the first one, it just didn't feel finished. Eric was mad, what would happen?
This, of course.
Please forgive me, I haven't written actual smut in...god, a while now. But it's generally okay. It's unbeta'd and written between 2-5 am (while I was watching TV), but I tried to catch my mistakes as I went along.
Enjoy.
It was 12:30 when Eric finally got back home, dragging Ryan and Speed behind him.
He didn't know who to be the most angry with.
Marisol for calling his lovers to get them high, Ryan for no doubtedly 'convincing' Speed to go along, or Speed himself for being such a push over when it came to his frisky, hazel-eyed lover.
Ryan had begun to mellow out, he was less giggly. Eric was thankful for that fact.
"Tim, help me out here..."
Speed too had begun to sober up. Unfortunatly this made him sleepier and less willing to move.
"I dunno Eric..."
"I just need to get him upstairs, you can go to bed then."
"I dun wanna go to bed..." Ryan suddenly said.
Eric had a hard time trying to take Speed's eyes off of Ryan after that.
"Tim, don't fall for him right now..." the cuban sighed. He just wanted to sleep, and was praying the other two would go to bed easily as well.
"Timmy..." Ryan had pulled out of Eric's grip and fallen into the oldest of the trio, "Timmy, I dun wanna..."
"What do you want to do then?"
"I wanna...I wanna..." Ryan paused and grinned his sly little grin, reaching up and kissing Speed, "I wanna kiss you...and snuggle you...and and..." he fell silent, portaying his words with devious eyes and biting his lip.
"You wanna do all that to me?" Speed asked with a grin. Ryan's eyes flicked from Speed to Eric's retreating figure, then back again.
"Eric too..."
"Eric's in a bad mood because of you..."
"And you,"
"I suppose."
By this time Eric had left them to their own devices. He was tired, pissed off, and was being generally ignored. All he wanted to do was go to bed. Sure it would have been nice to curl up with his lovers, but he didn't know what to expect from them at this particular moment.
He stripped down to his boxers and crawled into bed, turning off the lights.
Back downstairs, Ryan had Speed pinned against the wall near the staircase.
"When he's angry...oh, that gets me excited," Ryan muttered into Speed's neck as he nibbled gently on it.
"Hmmm, it is better...angry sex with him."
"C'mon..." Ryan whispered, pushing forward so Speed could feel his erection pushing into his thigh, "Let's get him too..."
"Him too..." Speed mimiced blankly, lost to his own growing need. Ryan grinned, knowing that he had Speed in the palm of his hand.
"Let's go then..." Ryan said, taking Speed's hand and leading him up the stairs. The brunette was more devious than he let on, the drugs lowering his sense of right and wrong and heightening his darker side.
Eric could hear the two in the hallway now, just outside the bedroom. Speed had ambushed Ryan, shoving him roughly into the wall and capturing his lips.
"Mmmm, Timmy," Ryan sighed huskily, arching into the man that pinned him. Speed's mouth moved to start an assult on Ryan's neck.
"Ahhh...yes...fuck!" was Ryan's hissing reply.
Eric covered his head with his pillow, hoping the two would fall into the guest room and not have sex in his bed. They were so caught up in each other that they had forgotten all about him.
So he thought.
"Eric!"
Ryan suddenly barged into the room, causing Eric to start and sit up. The youngest of the trio had his shirt unbuttoned and hanging off the crooks of his elbows and his hair was already in a disheviled state. Even in the dark Eric could see the bright red marks where Speed had sank his teeth into Ryan's neck and chest.
"What?" he growled in annoyance, laying back down, not wanting to look at Ryan.
"Are you mad?"
"Yes..." Eric muttered. He felt the end of the bed depress as Ryan crawled on. He glanced up and saw Speed lingering in the doorway.
"Don't be mad..." Ryan pouted, crawling over Eric until he was straddling him, "We didn't mean to get...your sister and you have the same pout, you know? Forgive me?"
"I'm still mad..."
"We weren't gunna ignore you," Ryan grinned, dipping his head down closer to Eric's, "We could never ignore you. You and your sexy cuban body, and your pretty brown eyes, and the way you..." Ryan shuddered in ecstasy at just the though, "The way you moan..." he finished in barely more than a whisper.
Speed had sauntered his way into the room and was silently pulling off his shirt as Ryan worked his magic on Eric.
"Eric...c'mon babe. You can't be mad..." Ryan muttered, kissing him softly, "Don't be mad."
"You went behind my back---"
"Oh shut up and fuck me..." Ryan growled more fiercly. Eric was taken back by the statement.
"You can't refuse a statement like that," Speed said from the edge of the bed.
"I guess it would be...rather...heartless..." Eric murmered in agreement between the kisses that Ryan had begun lavishing on him.
Speed had crawled onto the bed by this point and pulled Ryan off Eric. "C'mon pup, gotta finish taking off your clothes first..."
Ryan struggled out of his shirt and moved in towards Eric again, suddenly desperate for the cuban's lips, for the taste of his skin, everything. He sank his teeth into the tender flesh of Eric's collar bone, producing a gasping sigh that only spurred him on.
Eric was so lost to Ryan's touches he didn't notice when Speed moved behind to Ryan to at least attempt to remove his pants. Ryan struggled in Speed's grasp, wanting only Eric, being able to only see one thing at a time. A sharp bite on the base of his neck slowed him into submission and caused him to turn to face Speed.
"Timmy..." he whispered, leaning back against the older man, snaking his hands around his neck and trying to pull him closer for a kiss. Eric took Ryan's distraction as a que and sat up as best he could with both men above him, raked his nails up Ryan's sides. Ryan shivered in reply. Eric smirked and began to nibble and kiss all the parts of Ryan's exposed skin he could reach.
Speed, by this time, had successfully undid Ryan's belt and had his pants unbuttoned and zipped down. His hands slid into the opened pants and he began to knead Ryan's erection.
The youngest man, sandwhiched between his lovers, could only sigh and moan and beg as they teased him.
"Please...oh...please, Timmy...Eric...please..."
Speed suddenly released Ryan, moving back and away from the two. Ryan whimpered for the loss for only a moment, before Eric pushed forward, knocking the smaller man onto his back.
Ryan fell silent in shock before he realized Eric was tugging off his jeans and boxers. He protested for only a moment as they were tossed carelessly onto the floor, but was shushed when Eric hovered over him, grinning down at him in his predatory way.
"Eric..." Ryan whispered, a sly grin of his own coming into play, "Fuck me hard..."
In reply to the statement Eric licked his lips and flipped Ryan onto his stomach faster than Ryan could ever remember him doing it before.
There was a moment of suspence, Ryan could feel the hairs on the back of his neck rising in anticipation. Then Eric grabbed his hips roughly and dragged him to his knees. The brief cold sensation of the lube coming into contact with his skin made Ryan gasp before he let out a growling moan as Eric pushed slowly into his entrance.
"Yes..." he hissed, "More."
"Greedy little bastard, aren't you?" Eric grinned, leaning down to nip at Ryan's shoulders and neck. Ryan struggled to gain some semblance of control back, pushing back against Eric to support himself on his hands instead of having his face shoved into the mattress.
"More," he demanded again, "Oh please," he added in a whimpering voice, pushing back, trying to get Eric deeper inside of him.
Then he remembered how he got to this posistion, and looked over.
"Tim..." he whispered in a beckoning voice. The older man looked at him curiously for a moment before moving forward. Ryan reached out for him and then fell, unable to hold himself up, momentarily reduced to a quivering, moaning, pleading mass.
Speed looked at Eric with a cocked eyebrow and the cuban could only grin. There was something about that grin that got Speed every time. While Ryan was wiley and seductive, Eric was sheer beauty. Speed could hardly ever resist him either. He ignored Ryan for a second and leaned forward to capture Eric's lips with his own. It was like old times before both had fallen so desperatly for the brunette forgotten between them, the two of them lost in a moment that was just theirs.
"Oh god...Speed," Eric whispered across Speed's lips before attacking them again in another bruising kiss.
A sudden needy moan from Ryan reminded Eric of his preivious doings. He pulled away from Speed and grasped Ryan's hips more roughly than needed and slammed into him. Ryan cried out, reaching to grasp Speed's legs as a way to keep himself from loosing control.
"Closer...closer..." he whispered, trying to pull the eldest of the three nearer. Speed moved forward and gasped as Ryan wrapped his lips around the cock that was bobbing in front of his face. He took in as much as he could before his gag reflex kicked in, then moved back. He soon found a rythm that matched Eric's. Every so often he would let his teeth barely ghost over the sensitive skin, moaning in reply to the erotic sounds he coaxed out of his lover.
"Oh...yesss..." Speed hissed, "Moan for me baby..."
Ryan looked up at him through his lashes, and Speed could tell just from his eyes that he was grinning that wiley, seductive grin of his again. Then he seemed to loose control once more, crying out and falling again, release Speed from his grip.
"Fuck...Eric! Fuck!" he cried, bunching the sheets in his fists as Eric's thrusts began deeper, more aimed, slightly eratic.
"Ryan...Ryan, baby, yes..." was Eric's softer reply. He leaned forward again and nipped along Ryan's spine, producing more moans from the smaller man.
In a sudden, swift moment, Speed lifted Ryan, pushing him back against Eric's chest as Eric continued his thrusts. Ryan moaned, wrapping his arms around Speed, clinging to him as if it were the last chance he'd ever be able to. Speed pressed their erections together, then grabbed them in his fist and began to slowly move his hand up and down. Ryan shivered, trying to push forward while being held in place as Eric wrapped his arms under Ryan's and hooked his hands on his shoulders, nibbling lightly on his skin.
Ryan was overwhelmed in the sensations, and he cried and moaned and begged for nothing in particular. He was desperate for every little touch, and contacted as much of his skin as he could with his two lovers. When Speed leaned forward to kiss Eric again Ryan began to nip across his jawline and neck, still wimpering and needy.
"Ah...ah...Tim...Eric!"
Ryan's voice was barley more than a whisper. He convulsed briefly, leaning forward heavily against Speed as he came, flashes of white and colours flickering across his vision. Eric and Speed were right behind him. Speed burried his face in Ryan's neck, making no more than a few grunts as his seed spread messily with Ryan's between their bellies. Eric cried out inaudible words, pressing his forehead against Ryan's shoulder, still grasping his hips and giving a couple more additional thrusts.
The trio remained in that stance for a few moments, just enjoying the afterglow of the sex they hadn't had in a long time.
"Eric..." Ryan whispered softly, trying to move his head from Speed's shoulder.
"Hmmm?"
"You're not still mad, are you?"
"No," Eric replied with a muffled chuckle, "I stopped being mad when you walked in the room."
"Good." Ryan muttered. Speed could feel his lips curl into a smile against his skin.
"Bed time, I think then," he finally said after allowing the seconds of silence to tick by. With the physical closeness, the last of the drugs had flown from his system, and now he truly was tired. He knew he'd be in for it tomorrow, when they weren't so euphoric. Eric was still mad, he just didn't realize it yet. But Speed knew his lovers, both of them, and he already saw the scene playing out in his head.
But it could be left for tomorrow.
For now he just wanted to sleep.
Eric was the first to move, searching for the boxers that had been discarded earlier. Even Speed, after somehow managing to peel himself away from Ryan, sought out his own. It wasn't that they didn't like sleeping naked, but this was just more comfortable.
Ryan, however, had simply passed out.
"Look at him."
"Typical," Eric snorted, pushing the smaller man over to get him under the covers. Speed chuckled as he settled down next to the sleeping form. Eric shook his head again before taking his place on the other side.
Soon the three were a tangled mess of arms and legs and hair and snoring.
And it was the way it was supposed to be.
Fandom: CSI: Miami
Characters/Pairing: Speed/Ryan/Eric
Rating: NC-17
Warnings/Spoilers: None, just some good ol fashioned make up sex.
Disclaimer: The only thing I own is the seasons, these characters are not legally mine...
A/N: So I was suddenly compelled to write a second part because after the first one, it just didn't feel finished. Eric was mad, what would happen?
This, of course.
Please forgive me, I haven't written actual smut in...god, a while now. But it's generally okay. It's unbeta'd and written between 2-5 am (while I was watching TV), but I tried to catch my mistakes as I went along.
Enjoy.
It was 12:30 when Eric finally got back home, dragging Ryan and Speed behind him.
He didn't know who to be the most angry with.
Marisol for calling his lovers to get them high, Ryan for no doubtedly 'convincing' Speed to go along, or Speed himself for being such a push over when it came to his frisky, hazel-eyed lover.
Ryan had begun to mellow out, he was less giggly. Eric was thankful for that fact.
"Tim, help me out here..."
Speed too had begun to sober up. Unfortunatly this made him sleepier and less willing to move.
"I dunno Eric..."
"I just need to get him upstairs, you can go to bed then."
"I dun wanna go to bed..." Ryan suddenly said.
Eric had a hard time trying to take Speed's eyes off of Ryan after that.
"Tim, don't fall for him right now..." the cuban sighed. He just wanted to sleep, and was praying the other two would go to bed easily as well.
"Timmy..." Ryan had pulled out of Eric's grip and fallen into the oldest of the trio, "Timmy, I dun wanna..."
"What do you want to do then?"
"I wanna...I wanna..." Ryan paused and grinned his sly little grin, reaching up and kissing Speed, "I wanna kiss you...and snuggle you...and and..." he fell silent, portaying his words with devious eyes and biting his lip.
"You wanna do all that to me?" Speed asked with a grin. Ryan's eyes flicked from Speed to Eric's retreating figure, then back again.
"Eric too..."
"Eric's in a bad mood because of you..."
"And you,"
"I suppose."
By this time Eric had left them to their own devices. He was tired, pissed off, and was being generally ignored. All he wanted to do was go to bed. Sure it would have been nice to curl up with his lovers, but he didn't know what to expect from them at this particular moment.
He stripped down to his boxers and crawled into bed, turning off the lights.
Back downstairs, Ryan had Speed pinned against the wall near the staircase.
"When he's angry...oh, that gets me excited," Ryan muttered into Speed's neck as he nibbled gently on it.
"Hmmm, it is better...angry sex with him."
"C'mon..." Ryan whispered, pushing forward so Speed could feel his erection pushing into his thigh, "Let's get him too..."
"Him too..." Speed mimiced blankly, lost to his own growing need. Ryan grinned, knowing that he had Speed in the palm of his hand.
"Let's go then..." Ryan said, taking Speed's hand and leading him up the stairs. The brunette was more devious than he let on, the drugs lowering his sense of right and wrong and heightening his darker side.
Eric could hear the two in the hallway now, just outside the bedroom. Speed had ambushed Ryan, shoving him roughly into the wall and capturing his lips.
"Mmmm, Timmy," Ryan sighed huskily, arching into the man that pinned him. Speed's mouth moved to start an assult on Ryan's neck.
"Ahhh...yes...fuck!" was Ryan's hissing reply.
Eric covered his head with his pillow, hoping the two would fall into the guest room and not have sex in his bed. They were so caught up in each other that they had forgotten all about him.
So he thought.
"Eric!"
Ryan suddenly barged into the room, causing Eric to start and sit up. The youngest of the trio had his shirt unbuttoned and hanging off the crooks of his elbows and his hair was already in a disheviled state. Even in the dark Eric could see the bright red marks where Speed had sank his teeth into Ryan's neck and chest.
"What?" he growled in annoyance, laying back down, not wanting to look at Ryan.
"Are you mad?"
"Yes..." Eric muttered. He felt the end of the bed depress as Ryan crawled on. He glanced up and saw Speed lingering in the doorway.
"Don't be mad..." Ryan pouted, crawling over Eric until he was straddling him, "We didn't mean to get...your sister and you have the same pout, you know? Forgive me?"
"I'm still mad..."
"We weren't gunna ignore you," Ryan grinned, dipping his head down closer to Eric's, "We could never ignore you. You and your sexy cuban body, and your pretty brown eyes, and the way you..." Ryan shuddered in ecstasy at just the though, "The way you moan..." he finished in barely more than a whisper.
Speed had sauntered his way into the room and was silently pulling off his shirt as Ryan worked his magic on Eric.
"Eric...c'mon babe. You can't be mad..." Ryan muttered, kissing him softly, "Don't be mad."
"You went behind my back---"
"Oh shut up and fuck me..." Ryan growled more fiercly. Eric was taken back by the statement.
"You can't refuse a statement like that," Speed said from the edge of the bed.
"I guess it would be...rather...heartless..." Eric murmered in agreement between the kisses that Ryan had begun lavishing on him.
Speed had crawled onto the bed by this point and pulled Ryan off Eric. "C'mon pup, gotta finish taking off your clothes first..."
Ryan struggled out of his shirt and moved in towards Eric again, suddenly desperate for the cuban's lips, for the taste of his skin, everything. He sank his teeth into the tender flesh of Eric's collar bone, producing a gasping sigh that only spurred him on.
Eric was so lost to Ryan's touches he didn't notice when Speed moved behind to Ryan to at least attempt to remove his pants. Ryan struggled in Speed's grasp, wanting only Eric, being able to only see one thing at a time. A sharp bite on the base of his neck slowed him into submission and caused him to turn to face Speed.
"Timmy..." he whispered, leaning back against the older man, snaking his hands around his neck and trying to pull him closer for a kiss. Eric took Ryan's distraction as a que and sat up as best he could with both men above him, raked his nails up Ryan's sides. Ryan shivered in reply. Eric smirked and began to nibble and kiss all the parts of Ryan's exposed skin he could reach.
Speed, by this time, had successfully undid Ryan's belt and had his pants unbuttoned and zipped down. His hands slid into the opened pants and he began to knead Ryan's erection.
The youngest man, sandwhiched between his lovers, could only sigh and moan and beg as they teased him.
"Please...oh...please, Timmy...Eric...please..."
Speed suddenly released Ryan, moving back and away from the two. Ryan whimpered for the loss for only a moment, before Eric pushed forward, knocking the smaller man onto his back.
Ryan fell silent in shock before he realized Eric was tugging off his jeans and boxers. He protested for only a moment as they were tossed carelessly onto the floor, but was shushed when Eric hovered over him, grinning down at him in his predatory way.
"Eric..." Ryan whispered, a sly grin of his own coming into play, "Fuck me hard..."
In reply to the statement Eric licked his lips and flipped Ryan onto his stomach faster than Ryan could ever remember him doing it before.
There was a moment of suspence, Ryan could feel the hairs on the back of his neck rising in anticipation. Then Eric grabbed his hips roughly and dragged him to his knees. The brief cold sensation of the lube coming into contact with his skin made Ryan gasp before he let out a growling moan as Eric pushed slowly into his entrance.
"Yes..." he hissed, "More."
"Greedy little bastard, aren't you?" Eric grinned, leaning down to nip at Ryan's shoulders and neck. Ryan struggled to gain some semblance of control back, pushing back against Eric to support himself on his hands instead of having his face shoved into the mattress.
"More," he demanded again, "Oh please," he added in a whimpering voice, pushing back, trying to get Eric deeper inside of him.
Then he remembered how he got to this posistion, and looked over.
"Tim..." he whispered in a beckoning voice. The older man looked at him curiously for a moment before moving forward. Ryan reached out for him and then fell, unable to hold himself up, momentarily reduced to a quivering, moaning, pleading mass.
Speed looked at Eric with a cocked eyebrow and the cuban could only grin. There was something about that grin that got Speed every time. While Ryan was wiley and seductive, Eric was sheer beauty. Speed could hardly ever resist him either. He ignored Ryan for a second and leaned forward to capture Eric's lips with his own. It was like old times before both had fallen so desperatly for the brunette forgotten between them, the two of them lost in a moment that was just theirs.
"Oh god...Speed," Eric whispered across Speed's lips before attacking them again in another bruising kiss.
A sudden needy moan from Ryan reminded Eric of his preivious doings. He pulled away from Speed and grasped Ryan's hips more roughly than needed and slammed into him. Ryan cried out, reaching to grasp Speed's legs as a way to keep himself from loosing control.
"Closer...closer..." he whispered, trying to pull the eldest of the three nearer. Speed moved forward and gasped as Ryan wrapped his lips around the cock that was bobbing in front of his face. He took in as much as he could before his gag reflex kicked in, then moved back. He soon found a rythm that matched Eric's. Every so often he would let his teeth barely ghost over the sensitive skin, moaning in reply to the erotic sounds he coaxed out of his lover.
"Oh...yesss..." Speed hissed, "Moan for me baby..."
Ryan looked up at him through his lashes, and Speed could tell just from his eyes that he was grinning that wiley, seductive grin of his again. Then he seemed to loose control once more, crying out and falling again, release Speed from his grip.
"Fuck...Eric! Fuck!" he cried, bunching the sheets in his fists as Eric's thrusts began deeper, more aimed, slightly eratic.
"Ryan...Ryan, baby, yes..." was Eric's softer reply. He leaned forward again and nipped along Ryan's spine, producing more moans from the smaller man.
In a sudden, swift moment, Speed lifted Ryan, pushing him back against Eric's chest as Eric continued his thrusts. Ryan moaned, wrapping his arms around Speed, clinging to him as if it were the last chance he'd ever be able to. Speed pressed their erections together, then grabbed them in his fist and began to slowly move his hand up and down. Ryan shivered, trying to push forward while being held in place as Eric wrapped his arms under Ryan's and hooked his hands on his shoulders, nibbling lightly on his skin.
Ryan was overwhelmed in the sensations, and he cried and moaned and begged for nothing in particular. He was desperate for every little touch, and contacted as much of his skin as he could with his two lovers. When Speed leaned forward to kiss Eric again Ryan began to nip across his jawline and neck, still wimpering and needy.
"Ah...ah...Tim...Eric!"
Ryan's voice was barley more than a whisper. He convulsed briefly, leaning forward heavily against Speed as he came, flashes of white and colours flickering across his vision. Eric and Speed were right behind him. Speed burried his face in Ryan's neck, making no more than a few grunts as his seed spread messily with Ryan's between their bellies. Eric cried out inaudible words, pressing his forehead against Ryan's shoulder, still grasping his hips and giving a couple more additional thrusts.
The trio remained in that stance for a few moments, just enjoying the afterglow of the sex they hadn't had in a long time.
"Eric..." Ryan whispered softly, trying to move his head from Speed's shoulder.
"Hmmm?"
"You're not still mad, are you?"
"No," Eric replied with a muffled chuckle, "I stopped being mad when you walked in the room."
"Good." Ryan muttered. Speed could feel his lips curl into a smile against his skin.
"Bed time, I think then," he finally said after allowing the seconds of silence to tick by. With the physical closeness, the last of the drugs had flown from his system, and now he truly was tired. He knew he'd be in for it tomorrow, when they weren't so euphoric. Eric was still mad, he just didn't realize it yet. But Speed knew his lovers, both of them, and he already saw the scene playing out in his head.
But it could be left for tomorrow.
For now he just wanted to sleep.
Eric was the first to move, searching for the boxers that had been discarded earlier. Even Speed, after somehow managing to peel himself away from Ryan, sought out his own. It wasn't that they didn't like sleeping naked, but this was just more comfortable.
Ryan, however, had simply passed out.
"Look at him."
"Typical," Eric snorted, pushing the smaller man over to get him under the covers. Speed chuckled as he settled down next to the sleeping form. Eric shook his head again before taking his place on the other side.
Soon the three were a tangled mess of arms and legs and hair and snoring.
And it was the way it was supposed to be.