Alive
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Warning: Suggested sexual situations and suggested violence.
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Tim arched and struggled, trying to jerk loose the chains that held his fast to the frighteningly cold table. Felt like a caged animal, shackles enclosing his wrists and ankles. He gave in to one choked and hitching sob before trying again, his sweat-drenched and naked flesh arching again in what he was sure Jethro would think of as the perfect shape of a keel.
Thrashing in defiance, he screamed for Jethro, wondering if his lover was coming for him. Wondering if maybe the psycho who took him from his lover's bed had miscalculated and used too little force when hitting Jethro over the head with the bedside lamp.
Hoping Jethro wasn't…
A sigh escaped Tim, deciding that he'd rather drown himself in better memories than to wait in fear for his kidnapper to come back and use him as a trial run for becoming cybernetic. Not that the idea wasn't something he'd fantasized about as a teenager, who didn't dream up something that wild, but he'd rather had done this willingly and not just to be turned into some inhuman and mindless killing thing. If this worked at all and didn't kill him in the process.
Still, the fear didn't become bearable until he called up some of his most intimate memories.
Rough, scarred, calloused hands sliding teasingly along his inner thighs…
Hands buried into silver-gray hair as Jethro hungrily nipped his way down from his collar-bone…
The smell of sawdust and gun oil and bourbon wafting off his lover's skin, the weeping cock in his mouth feeling almost as sinful as it would in other ways…
A satiated rumble as Jethro said Tim's name, chests and hips pressed together, legs tangled, Jethro nuzzling his jaw in an overt display of love and affection…
Didn't hear his captor drop a tray on the table holding Tim or the very distant sound of a door being kicked open. Didn't hear Jethro and Tony and Ziva screaming his name or their footsteps beat a quick tattoo on the floor in the hallway.
Didn't feel the first slice of the scalpel penetrating his flesh…