On the First Day of Christmas

Title: "On the First Day of Christmas..."
Author: gsrfan7
Rating: Serious PORN.
Spoilers: Up to season seven I guess.
Pairing: Grissom/Sara
Disclaimer: Don't own them.
A/N: Please ignore the fact that Grissom got Sara a book a few Christmases ago…or don't, it still works either way. Also, I love reviews- they let me know if I'm on the right track! ; )






Presents. That’s what Sara Sidle wanted. In the break room she stated as much. When asked why Christmas wasn’t that exciting for her she simply said “It may be childish, but I’ve always wanted lots of presents. When I was younger, Christmas was practically nonexistent.” Later, when Grissom asked her to see him in his office he peered at her from over the rim of his glasses and simply told her “Expect your first present tomorrow.”

On the first day of Christmas… He made love to her slowly and passionately- first teasing her by kissing every inch of her body except where she wanted him the most. Then when he did tend to her breasts and her core, she came sweet, hard, and glorious.

On the second day of Christmas… They were watching a Christmas movie while she rested against him on the couch. It started as a soft touch here and there and within a minute, progressed to full on rubbing and groping. Somehow he found himself on the bottom- Sara smiling wickedly at him from above. She said “You want to fuck? You play by my rules tonight baby.” And so he did what she said. He let her be in control. She ripped his shirt open and stripped him of his pants. She knew she didn’t have to worry about taking off his boxers…at home, he always went commando- specifically for moments like these. She removed her own clothing in a way even Catherine would blush at and straddled him again. His eyelids were heavy; he could barely keep them open. And when this happens Sara KNOWS he’s enjoying himself. She takes his very hard arousal, puts it right at her opening, and waits a few seconds just to tease him. Before he can protest, she slams down on him in one fluid, graceful stroke, and proceeds to ride him in a way that would give any professional bull rider a run for their money. They both come simultaneously, panting and with big smiles on their faces.

On the third day of Christmas… Grissom takes Sara from behind against their front door. As an early Christmas present, Catherine gave Grissom the night off and told him she could take care of shift. Reluctantly he agreed, but only because she wouldn’t take no for an answer. When he knew Sara was due home any minute, he turned all the lights off and hid. She entered the house as she normally would, dropping her stuff and hanging her coat up, not at all curious about the lights until of course she received no answer when she called out Grissom’s name. Right when she was about to turn the lights on, Grissom pushed her into the door with her back facing him, and said “Ready for your third present baby?” Shocked and unable to form anything more coherent she whimpered “Unh hunh.” He gently kissed her on her cheek and expertly took off her pants and underwear before taking off his own pants, letting them pool around his ankles. His thrusts were slow at first, but when she moaned “Harder! Fucking harder!” he wasn’t one to refuse her and did as he was told. He breathed heavily into her neck, one hand stroking her stomach while the other was stroking her clit, she came shortly thereafter, panting just as heavily, head against the door, and still feeling the gentle thrusts from her lover. “Come for me baby” she whispered against the door. And he did.

On the fourth day of Christmas… Sara took Grissom from behind on their bed. As a joke, her friends from San Francisco sent her a dildo for Christmas through the mail. They own a sex-toy store and laughingly said “We ordered too many…have one on us.” Sara became aroused just at the thought of taking him like that. While Grissom went to the store to get some eggnog, Sara decided to take a cold shower to get rid of that impossible fantasy that was lurking in her mind. When she finished, put her robe on, and walked into her bedroom, the urge to take Grissom came back again full force. There he was resting naked over the covers, on his stomach. Oh… My…God, she thought to herself. She definitely needed a release and let out a strangled moan “Mmmm…” Grissom lifted his head around, oblivious to her aroused state. “Do you want something baby?” He sweetly asked. “Yeah” Sara choked out. “Can I fuck you right now, any way I want?” Grissom laughed nervously, taken aback from her frankness and not quite sure he was really awake. He pinched himself. Yep, he was awake. “Ummm, sure sweetheart.” “Promise?” Sara asked. “Yeah, baby, I promise.” And with that, Sara walked into her closet and retrieved the Christmas present she’d been waiting to use all day, stripped off her robe in said closet, and strapped on her present. Still a little nervous, and beginning to feel guilty for taken advantage of Grissom, she called out from the closet “Close your eyes baby!” Grissom shaking his head at the absurdity of this situation complied and said “They’re closed!” Sara stepped out of the closet and slowly climbed on the bed. Sitting at the foot of the bed, she told Grissom “Lay on your stomach please.” Grissom was now confused, if he was on his stomach, then that meant… WOW! He so did not expect that. Sara straddled his buttocks and immediately noticed his discomfort. “Sara?” “Uhh…if you’re not comfortable with this Griss we don’t have to…” Grissom interrupted her “No Sara, I made a promise and I intend to keep it.” He turned around briefly, gave her a loving kiss, and smiled “I would be honored to be fucked by you.” He came quickly after he turned his head around and saw her stroking herself and riding him- pleasure written all over her face. And when his orgasm milked itself out, pleasure was DEFINTELY written all over his face.

On the fifth day of Christmas… They fucked in a closet at Catherine’s annual Christmas party. Grissom was on his way to the bathroom when an arm pulled him into a dark closet. “What is this!?” He shouted slightly, not knowing who the arm belonged to. Sara took care of that quickly. “Ssshh, baby.” She put her mouth right next to his ear while her hands traveled south to unzip his pants. “You wouldn’t want our coworkers to catch us in Catherine’s closet naked and you with your Big HARD dripping cock in me, do you?” Grissom’s heartbeat sped up quickly and he let out a guttural groan and replied “No, we don’t want that.” At the end of their fucking session they both climaxed hard, moaning into each other’s mouths. They left the party early.


On the sixth day of Christmas… They made love in Sara’s car after eating out at Dunkin’ Donuts. They were sitting across from each other, with a box of a dozen donuts and two cups of coffee to get them ready for the day. Most of the donuts were originally intended for their coworkers, but by the time they got to the office, they were cold… It started as a little teasing. Every time Sara took a bite out of her donut or drank her coffee, she would moan orgasmically. Grissom’s own donut quickly forgotten, he just stared at her the whole time and was more than a little flustered. Before he exploded right there on the spot, he took the donut from her hands, put it back in the box, and said “Come on.” “But I wasn’t finished Griss!” Sara said, smiling naughtily. As they stepped outside, Grissom looked back at her and said “Trust me honey, in a few minutes, you won’t care.” Luckily they were the only customers there at that time of day, so there was no one there to see or hear them scream in release. They were late to work. Grissom had donut crumbs on the corners of his mouth. Only Sara had noticed them. She removed them for him in a very suggestive way when everyone else had left the break room.

On the seventh day of Christmas… Sara rode him on their soft rug in the living room. He was on all fours throwing logs into the fireplace while excitingly telling her about an insect that was thought to be extinct, but was recently discovered alive and thriving by some scientists on a nature hike. Sara wasn’t listening though. She was staring at his ass. That wonderful, bitable, lickable, delicious ass. And she wanted to taste it. Now. Grissom finally noticed that Sara wasn’t responding. “Sara?” He looked towards the couch. She wasn’t there. Before he knew what was happening, she pulled down his pants and bit his ass. “Shit Sara!” Grissom jumped. Sara laughed “Sorry baby, I couldn’t help myself. It was right there.” Grissom blushed and said “I ought to bite you in the ass!” Sara smiled and replied “Please do.” Grissom saw the smoldering look in her eyes and his heart sped up rapidly. They quickly undressed each other, hands roaming everywhere and kisses soon following trying to satisfy their every craving. Then he nibbled and licked that tempting ass of hers and when she couldn’t take anymore, she rolled him over and she sat on his stomach looking heatedly into his eyes. He could feel her wetness. God she was so wet, she was practically flooding! She grinded sensuously up and down his stomach, leaving a trail of her wetness across his aroused body. “Do you want this, baby?” Sara said as she continued to thrust. “Yessssss” Grissom gurgled out. Being painfully hard, he desperately needed release…and soon. “OHHHhhhhh!” they both groaned as Sara guided him in her. “Feels SOOO GOOD!!!!” Sara moaned out as she starting thrusting as hard as she could. The only sounds that could be heard were their constant groans, the crackling of the fire, and the little “Choo! Choo’s!” made by a train ornament on their Christmas tree.

On the eighth day of Christmas… They had sex in the shower room at work. That day Grissom had assigned himself and Sara to a decomp because they were short on help. Sara wasn’t happy he assigned her one, but she felt better knowing he would have to experience handling the decomp too. It took them a very long time to sort all the evidence out for clues to what had happened and who the victim was. By the time they were finished, they were exhausted and well…smelly. So, they did what was natural to do when they become smelly- they took a shower…a long one at that. They walked through the locker room to get some clean clothes and then went into the adjoining shower room. The shower room was pretty empty during the holidays, so when they arrived in there, they had it all to themselves. Since they still had work to do after the shower, they decided to go in separate stalls so as not to distract themselves. They both placed their clothes on the benches in the corner, put their lemons and towels down, and threw their dirty clothes in another corner- not really wanting to ever wear them again. Unfortunately (or fortunately), midway into Sara’s shower, she ran out of lemons, and she still smelled horrible. Luckily Grissom was in the next stall and she could ask him for some more. Deciding to be a little sneaky and see what he was up to, she stood on the bench in her stall and peered over to his stall. She had to fight back her giggles when she saw Grissom. She couldn’t believe it! Gil Grissom was masturbating in the shower. At work no less! She grinned and cleared her throat. Grissom looked up guiltily like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar…only his hand was somewhere else. “Caught red handed babe” Sara teased. He huffed “Well I wouldn’t have been caught if you weren’t being Ms. Nosy.” “Fine then” Sara smugly replied, “I guess I won’t offer to give you a hand.” Grissom slowly walks up to her and brings her head down for a kiss. He voices “I’ll gladly accept that offer. You may enter.” And with that, he unlocks his stall door, lets her in, and closes it again. He gently pushes her backwards until she is under the hot spray and he leans against the wall resting his hands on either side of her head. He looks at her with unrestrained lust and growls “I love seeing you wet.” Sara cups him lightly and he gasps. “I was already wet babe, VERY wet.” His eyes close and he lays his head against her shoulder, very frustrated and very turned on. She increases the pressure she has on his lovely cock as he thrusts into her hand and tells him not to hold back. And he doesn’t- especially when she takes his balls into her other hand and squeezes. “Ohhhh, SARA!” He screams. Sara laughs at his loudness and puts a hand over his mouth while the other continues to lightly stroke him. “Not so loud baby!” She lovingly reminds him. He kisses her hand and replies right back “I’d like to see you be quiet when I have my fingers in you.” Sara looks him squarely in the eye “Try me.” “With pleasure” he cheekily responds. And in one swift move he inserts three fingers in her and thrusts. “OHhhhhh! Fuck! OhHHh BABY!” Sara lets out a howl. He chuckles and then clears his throat “Ahemm. You were saying?” “Oh shut up!” she laughs. And a few minutes later, Greg is walking down the halls outside the locker room when he hears two VERY loud screams. Greg, believing that the Ghost of Christmas Past is coming after him after he denied its existence so many years ago, makes a run for it out the lab and into the safety of his car.

On the ninth day of Christmas… He took her on the desk in his office. It seemed as though every criminal had decided to take a break, so there wasn’t much to do besides paperwork. Grissom told everyone they could go home early and he and Sara could handle everything that needed to be done. Without a moment’s hesitation, their coworkers scrambled out of the lab to the families that were waiting for them. Grissom and Sara walked back to his office and Sara let him go in first before shutting the door behind her and locking it. Grissom heard the ‘click’ and looked at her suspiciously and with a raised eyebrow. She sat in a chair in front of his desk while he sat in the chair behind it. He divided the stacks of paperwork evenly and gave her half. “For you my lady.” Sara smirked. “Why thank you kind sir” she playfully replied back. It was supposed to be all work, but somehow ended up being all play. Not that they were complaining. It started when his eyes started hurting. Sara saw him take his glasses off and rub his eyes. “What’s wrong Griss?” He looked at her with frustration “Uh, whoever’s handwriting this is is making my eyes hurt from trying to decipher it.” “You want some help?” “Sure Sara, that would be nice.” Sara comes from the front of the desk to stand behind him, resting one arm around his shoulders as she leans close to him to look at the paper. She appears to be okay with the close proximity, but Grissom doesn’t go unaffected. He can smell her, feel the heat radiating off her body, and feel the warmth of her breath in his ear as she speaks to him. He has to stop this if he wants to get some work done… “Sara” he says huskily. “Yes baby?” “You um…you’re standing too close to me. I can’t concentrate.” Sara smiles conspiratorially “Oh okay, sorry Hon” and she backs off for a little while. She already knew how turned on he would get if she stood too close to him. When she sees he has relaxed again, she places her hands on his shoulders and begins to massage them. “Sara” he says disapprovingly “We’re supposed to be working here. I thought you were going to help me with this paper.” She just laughs and puts her chin on his shoulder. “I think I know what it says baby.” “You do?” He asks surprisingly. “Yes. It says…” and she takes his right earlobe into her mouth and says as clearly as she can “I love you more than anything in the world and I want to make love to you right now.” Grissom laughs, but when he turns around and sees the love in her eyes, he can’t help but fall under her spell. He gently grabs her and spins her around so that she between him and the desk. “I love you too honey and if I didn’t know better, I’d say you had this whole thing planned. I remember you locking the door, but I don’t remember ever closing my blinds.” She smirks at him and replies “You got me.” He stands up and leans in closer to her, sliding his hands down her body to cup her ass. “OOo, feeling a little frisky are we darling?” Sara cheekily says. “Mmm hmmm” Grissom grunts out as he slides everything off his desk and lifts her on top of it. “Honey, you’d better be prepared for what you ask for because I’m feeling VERY horny right now.” She leans her head back to give his lips more access to her neck and replies “OHhhh, I’m definitely ready baby.” Grissom slides his hands down to unzip her pants. Once he has the zipper down, he slides one hand into her panties and finds her soaking wet for him. “Fuck Sara, you are more than ready” he groans as strokes her. “So maybe I OHHHHhhh right there yessss…so maybe I did… FUCK YES!… plan this.” He laughs at her outbursts and continues to alternate between hard and soft strokes. When he thinks she’s had enough, he unzips his own pants while she hastily unbuttons his shirt and takes her own shirt off. He makes her lean back on both hands and lift her butt up so that he can finish removing her clothes. When he is able to stare at her in all her naked glory, her name is all he can say. “Sara” he chokes out as he looks at his lover on his desk with a naughty smile on her face, breasts proud and erect, aching for his mouth and her center glistening with want for him. She spreads her legs wider and with a come hither gesture he closes in the gap and enters her slick, wet opening. “GILL!” She huskily moans in his ear. “Fuck Sara!” He begins pumping frantically and pulling her hips closer to him with every hard thrust. Sara braces herself with one hand and uses the other to bring him into a passionate kiss- never wanting to break away from the feel and taste of him. She leaned back on both hands again as his thrusts got faster and rougher. He moved one hand down to give her clit the touch it throbbed for and used the other hand to massage one of her breasts. He switched between licking and sucking- leaving no skin unsampled. Then without warning, he bit down hard on her nipple. Sara moaned his name repeatedly and curled her toes as her orgasm washed over her. Grissom didn’t come right at that moment, but Sara took care of that as soon as she regained her energy. She got down from the desk and looked into his half lidded eyes and said “Turn around baby.” And he did. With his back to the desk, Sara kneeled down before him, and stared straight at his angry weeping cock while licking her lips. She had a four-course meal right in front of her…and she was hungry. He almost blacked from the intense pleasure she gave him, but saw stars nevertheless.

On the tenth day of Christmas… She tied him up and fucked him gracefully. After they came home on the ninth day, they were both very tired, so they went to sleep almost immediately. During their sleep, Grissom became spooned against Sara and woke up very aroused…and very tied up. Straddling him and looking down into his eyes was a very naked and amused Sara Sidle. “Good morning baby” she said as she kissed him. “Good morning to you too” he yawned out. “So why are you on top of me?” She lovingly caresses his face and moves her hands into those beautiful curls she just can’t get enough of and replies “Well, imagine me sleeping peacefully and then all of a sudden, something huge pokes me in the ass! I tried moving, but what do you know, that cock follows me everywhere. So naturally, I decided to take care of it by tying you up so you couldn’t move. Smart huh?” She grins widely, so does he. “Very” he agrees. “Did you make breakfast for me too?” He sweetly asks. “What did you want?” She asks as she strokes his upper torso. He looks at her now wide awake and ready for action “You.” She grins shyly “I’m hardly a meal babe.” “Oh Sara, I beg to differ. Do you know just how sinfully sweet you taste?” She blushes, he continues. “Do you know how hard I get from just one lick?” She lowers a hand to his proud erection. “Mmmm…I have an idea.” “Okay babe, I’ll let you taste me, but you have to let me taste you too.” “Deal” He replies. She turns around so that she is facing his feet and her core is right where she wants it, right where he wants it. Then before she can gage his reaction, he takes her in his mouth, sucking with all that he has. “GRISSOM!!!” Surprised and turned on as hell by his actions, she takes him in her mouth as well- just as hungry for him as he is for her. “Mmmm…SARA!” Grissom moans into her center, the vibrations feeling OH SO good against her. Unable to control herself she thrusts a little harder against his mouth and groans around his throbbing cock- no doubt sending vibrations that made Grissom a happy camper too. Later, Sara commanded him to come for her. “Let me taste what I do to you baby.” As his orgasm arrived, he bit down forcefully on her hardened nub. “YESSssss!” She groaned out as she thrust with wild abandon. When she came, he greedily drank every bit she offered and licked her clean. Sated and spent, they fell back into an easy slumber in each other’s embrace.

On the eleventh day of Christmas… He tied her up and fucked her senseless because she was walking around the house naked and driving him crazy. He was sitting on the couch reading the latest entomology text while Sara sat unclothed, reading a book in the loveseat across from him. She was banned from sharing the couch with him so that she wouldn’t try anything funny. She wanted sex. She still hungered for him. Still longed for his touch. But no. He said he was tired and didn’t think he had any energy left in him. Sara went out of her way to make him break and change his mind. Grissom was trying his best to ignore her, but found himself failing miserably with each passing second. Every time he saw movement from the loveseat he would subtly peek glances at her, secretly enjoying the view laid out before him. Then she pulled out all the stops. She “accidentally” dropped a pen she was using to make notes in her book and it rolled under the loveseat. She knelt down on all fours to look for the pen that was so hard to find. Grissom knew what she was doing, but he succumbed to her anyway. With a growl, he said “Sara. Bedroom. NOW!” Pen forgotten, Sara walked to their bedroom, swaying her hips sensuously for Grissom as if she was saying ‘you’re no match for me babe, I always get what I want.’ As Sara climbed onto the bed, quite happy with herself, Grissom went to retrieve the silk scarves he kept just for this purpose- the ones Sara used on him yesterday. The colors were quite faded, but as long as they did their job, Sara and Grissom didn’t care. Grissom tossed the scarves on the bed and kept eye contact with Sara the whole time he took off his clothes. Once as equally naked as Sara, Grissom straddled her and said “You know the drill baby.” She lifted her hands for him. Sara did know the drill, perfectly, in fact. He would tie her up and penetrate her in one clean stroke and thrust away until they came, long and sweet. Yep, she thought she knew what to expect. Grissom however, had a different plan in mind. Once he tied up her hands and kissed her softly on the lips, he left. He just kissed her and smirked as he said “I’ll come back in a second. Stay here.” “Yeah, you think this is funny” pouted Sara and she added loudly “Well I DON’T!” She could hear Grissom laughing from another room and it brought a brief smile to her face. Grissom returned shortly after, as promised, carrying a cup with something clinky in it. Sara was definitely curious. Grissom sat down beside her and put the cup out of her line of vision. “Close your eyes Sara.” She just looked at him suspiciously and replied “Just what are you up to Griss?” When she was supplied with a soft smile and no answer, she did as she was told, hoping she would get to the touching quicker that way. “Good girl” Grissom said as he stroked her stomach teasingly. Sara moaned, but kept herself still. Grissom took one ice cube out of the cup and trailed it along the inside of one of her thighs. “AAhhhh!” Sara opened her eyes and jolted as far off the bed as the restraints would allow. “Damn Griss! Get that off me!” She wanted to argue more, but before she could continue, he licked that same spot with his burning tongue, the warm/cold combination sending a jolt of heat to her already throbbing core. “Fuck” Sara whimpered. Grissom couldn’t help but second her reply. He was already as hard as a rock and had to remind himself that this was about Sara. He trailed the ice all over her body avoiding her begging nipples and her core, but rewarding her for her patience by kissing licking and soothing inch of skin the ice was previously stationed at: he glided the ice across her stomach, her neck, her lips, and from her hips to her toes; she was moaning constantly now, writhing to his expert touch, burning for him. “Grissss, I NEED YOU!” Not wanting to tease her (or himself) anymore, he put the ice off to the side and leaned over her, attending to her breasts. He licked one nipple fervently while rubbing his thumb across the other nipple, applying the same motion as his tongue. He inserted two, then three fingers into her heat, thrusting hard and using his thumb to rub her clit. Her moans only got louder: “MMMMMmmm! Yeah baby… feels SOOO NICE” she said in between thrusts, her body now moving freely against his hand. “DON’T STOP!” He lifted his mouth from a very thankful breast, kissed her lips hungrily and replied “I won’t. Just tell me what you need, what you want.” “Faster and harder” she grunts out. He laughs “Okay, I can do that.” Sara comes not a minute later, but Grissom doesn’t stop there. He increases the intensity and the pace of his fingers, causing her to explode once again. When she recovers from her orgasm, she feels his heavy dick dripping against her thigh, twitching angrily with every slight move she makes. “Do you want anything else honey?” He asks. “Yeah, I want your hot dick inside me when I come for you.” She adds smiling dreamily. Grissom smirks at the euphoric state she’s in. Tousled hair, sweat covering her body, and a brilliant smile adorning her face. He can’t help but kiss her and smile right back. “Ready?” he asks. “Mmm hmm.” He positioned his weeping cock right at her opening and looked into her eyes once more before sliding in slowly. “OHHHHhhh!” They moaned simultaneously. Now feeling just how hot and wet she was, Grissom began thrusting with all his might, Sara rising up to meet him on every thrust. Sara bit down on Grissom’s shoulder when she came without warning. Grissom pounded into her furiously, overwhelmed by her juices coating his manhood- it didn’t take long for him to come after that.


On the twelfth day of Christmas… They made love many times in almost every room of their house. They woke up like many people do Christmas day, one person begging to open their presents. Why should Sara be any different? She kissed him until her soft, seductive brown eyes were met with his sexy blue ones. Once she saw that her HOT entomologist was up, she kissed his ear and whispered “I made you breakfast baby. Let’s go eat so we can open presents.” Grissom kissed her cheek “You’re insatiable.” She pulled him up and replied “I know.” Grissom got up from the bed, looked curiously his pajama clad lover and asked “Why are you wearing clothes honey?” Sara just laughed while she threw him some sweatpants to put on and replied “Sorry babe, but I got cold while I was making your breakfast.” When she turned around to go to the kitchen, a half dressed Grissom grabbed her from behind and cupped her breasts through the offending material of clothing. She gasped with surprise. He replied while kissing her neck “I’ll warm you up soon.” She giggled “I bet you will” she said huskily, “but I think we should eat first to regain some much needed energy.” He agreed and followed her to the kitchen. On Sara’s insistence, they opened their presents after they ate. They anxiously watched each other open their presents. Their hearts skipped a beat every time one of them smiled. Most of their gifts were expected- entomology textbooks, back issues of Sara’s favorite forensic magazines, etc. However, there were some very different and unusual gifts that were given. One was a sexy assortment of lingerie Grissom ordered for Sara from the internet- and to Sara’s delighted surprise- some were crotchless and edible. Grissom blushed heavily when he saw her heated look. For Grissom, he received a blue cock ring designed to bump against Sara’s clit oh so wonderfully and some nipple clamps. Now it was her turn to blush profusely. When she looked back at him, she noticed two things: One, he was hard again. VERY hard. And two, his gaze at her was almost smothering- filled with intense love and unrestrained passion. “I think now would be a good time to warm you up honey” he said offering Sara one hand while still holding his new toys in the other. She offered him her free hand and replied “I couldn’t agree more babe....Oh and Grissom?” “Yes, Sara?” She pulled him closer and quickly gave him a peck on the cheek. “Thanks for the presents.” He gave her a wink and replied “Believe me honey, it was my pleasure.” She laughed and smacked his shoulder “I believe you.”

Love wasn’t the only thing they made that night…