They had been at the crime scene at the grocery store on Lemming Street for what seemed like hours. It appeared to be a robbery gone bad resulting in several dead bodies. Catherine made her way over to the dairy section to continue taking photographs. A hail of bullets took out most of the whip cream section of the dairy area.

"That's a real shame," Catherine said with a smirk as she heard Gil walk up behind her.

"Yeah, we've been to a million crime scenes and I'll never understand what makes people do the things they do."

"Well, that goes without saying but I was actually referring to all the whip cream that got ruined."

"I didn't even know you liked whip cream. I've never seen you put it on your ice cream before."

"Who said anything about putting it on ice cream?"

They had been in a relationship for a little over a month now and Catherine was still enjoying being able to make Gil blush and this time was no exception. He quickly realized what she meant. The image of a naked Catherine covered in whip cream immediately overloaded his senses and he tripped forward, accidentally knocking over a display of peanut butter.

Catherine couldn't help but laugh at him, knowing that she had gotten him so flustered. She bent down to help him pick up the peanut butter jars, giving him an ample view of her cleavage. Gil, enjoying the view immensely, began to lick his lips and was brought back to reality when he felt his pants begin to get tighter. He then started to speed up and decided to forego restacking the jars and he piled them into one area instead. Catherine looked down and realized why he suddenly started moving so fast. She decided she should cut him a break so she finished helping him and then quickly stood up.

"We better head back to the lab and start processing all of this evidence."

"I think that's a good idea," he quickly replied.

They made their way out to the parking lot. Gil was thankful that they had driven in separate vehicles. He knew he wouldn't be able to stop himself from jumping her right in the Denali.

They spent the rest of the shift sorting through all the evidence they had collected. Catherine stopped by Gil's office when their shift ended.

"Hey, are you almost ready to go?" asked Catherine.

"I am. Are you going to stop by after you get Lindsey off to school?"

"Nothing could keep me away," she replied with a quick kiss to his lips. "I'll see you in a little bit."

"Good. I'll have breakfast ready when you get there."

Gil was just finishing up with the pancakes when he heard Catherine open the front door of his townhouse. She walked into the kitchen with a bag from the grocery store in her hand and she placed it on the counter. She then walked over and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"Mmm, that smells great."

"You're just in time too. What's in the bag?"

"I thought it would be good to put some whip cream on my pancakes," she replied laughing.

"Sure you did. You didn't even know I was going to make pancakes," Gil said with a smirk.

"I was just being prepared just in case."

Gil had a huge smile on his face as he walked over to her and took her in his arms. "I love the way your mind works," he said as his lips met hers in a tender kiss.

After they broke apart, Catherine breathlessly said, "Let's hurry and eat those pancakes."

Gil quickly got the pancakes on the plates and sat them on the table. They downed their meal in record time and Gil got up to clear the plates away and took them over to the counter.

"By the way, I see you forgot to use the whip cream on your pancakes," he said, trying to control his laughter.

With a mischievous twinkle in her eyes, Catherine got up and walked over to the counter and grabbed the whip cream can, took the lid off and walked over to him. She grabbed a fist full of his shirt and pulled him towards her.

"I decided I'd much rather use it on you."

"Then what are you waiting for?"

His lips then crashed down on hers in an explosive kiss. She became so caught up in the feel of his tongue sliding across hers that she accidentally pressed the opened can against his chest, shooting whip cream onto his shirt. They broke apart and both started laughing.

"It seems I've gotten your shirt dirty. I guess we'll just have to take it off."

"Yeah, isn't that a shame," he replied with a grin.

She ran her hands under his shirt and began to caress his chest. He let out a slight gasp when she ran her fingers over his nipples. She then moved her hands to them hem of his shirt and with his help, removed the garment.

In the process of taking his shirt off, some of the whip cream had gotten on her blouse as well.

"Looks like you've got some on you, so yours is going to have to go too."

"Oh, looks like your right," she said with an exaggerated pout.

She began to take her shirt off agonizingly slow, teasing him. She quickly sped up when she felt his hands cup her breasts.

Gil moved his hands to the clasp of her bra. "We should take this off too just in case there's some on there that I can't see."

"Great idea," she replied.

Once her bra was off, she grabbed his hand and the whip cream and led him back to the bedroom. As they entered the bedroom, their lips met again in a searing kiss that left them both breathless. When they broke away, both needing air, she gently nudged him toward the bed and he laid down and she straddled him.

She began to place kisses along his collarbone and onto his chest. She then grabbed the whip cream and lightly sprayed some on both of his nipples and his chest. She took her tongue and swirled it around his right nipple, licking up the whip cream. She took his nipple, gently grazed it between her teeth, and then lightly sucked it. She then moved to his other nipple and continued her ministrations.

When she finished with his nipples, she ran her finger down his chest, taking up the whip cream. She leaned forward and he took her finger in his mouth, slowly sucking the whip cream off. She then worked her way down his chest, placing kisses and her tongue taking in the remaining whip cream as his fingers reached down and tangled in her hair.

When she reached his waist, she undid the button to his pants and slowly pulled the zipper down. She moved her leg so he could sit up. He stood up and quickly took off his pants and boxers as she removed the rest of her clothing. He motioned for her to lie down on the bed.

"No, not yet, I'm not done having my fun with you."

She gently pushed him back on the bed. She ran her hands up his thighs, taking his erection in her hand, eliciting a moan from him. She sprayed the whip cream in her hand and then ran her hand down his shaft. She then ran her tongue up his manhood in a swirling motion. He tried to restrain from bucking wildly against her as he felt the sensation of her tongue gliding across his erection combined with the whip cream. She took his length in her mouth and continued to suck and lick him clean.

He reached down and pulled her face towards him and brought her lips to his in a deep kiss. With their lips still joined, he flipped them over so he was hovering over her. After they broke from the kiss, his lips found her pulse point, where he gently began sucking.

He then started kissing his way down to her breasts. He stopped for a moment only to squeeze whip cream into his hands. He then took each hand and covered her breasts with the whip cream, gently kneading the soft flesh. The sensations began to overwhelm her and she arched her back and moaned his name.

He started with her left breast and lapped up the whip cream starting at the base of her breast while his other hand teased the nipple on her right breast. When he got to her areola, he moved his tongue in a circular motion and then he began to lightly flick his tongue against her nipple and then he took it completely in his mouth, sucking on it as she ran her fingernails across his scalp. He moved to her other breast and continued to lick the sweet substance off her tingling body.

While his mouth was still on her breast, he moved his hand down to cup her, finding her wet and ready for him. He inserted two fingers inside her warmth and began to pump while his lips started to make their way down her body. He stopped to spray a small amount of whip cream onto his finger. He took his finger and moved it around her folds and her clit.

She soon felt his tongue against her and she quickly felt her orgasm approaching. He ran his tongue up and down her clit while licking up the whip cream. His tongue then moved down her folds, licking all of the remaining substance until he felt her buck hard against him as her orgasm overtook her.

He then moved back up her body, placing kisses as he trailed up towards her lips. Their lips soon melded together in a fiery kiss. As they continued to kiss, he rolled them over so she was back on top of him. Once the kiss broke, she moved her legs to either side of his body, and in one fluid movement, she sunk down on the length of his erection.

She started to rock back and forth letting him know she was ready and he began to slowly thrust up into her. She was sliding up and down on his erection as he rhythmically continued thrusting into her. He reached out and grabbed her breasts and began to knead them with his hands.

He was starting to feel her walls tightening around him so he knew she was close. He quickened his thrusts, slamming into her harder and harder. His right hand let go of her breast and he pressed his finger against her clit and she was gone. Another orgasm raced through her as she cried out his name. His orgasm soon followed hers as he came deep inside of her.

She collapsed onto his chest, her breathing still erratic. He put his arm around her and gently caressed her back. After several minutes, he reached down with his other hand and brushed her hair from her face.

"I definitely enjoyed your whip cream idea."

"I knew you would," Catherine replied with a grin. "And what's even better is we get to also enjoy cleaning up afterwards."

"So are you thinking what I'm thinking about round two in the shower?"

"Dr. Grissom, you read my mind."