Jethro sighs "Come on Tony...I'm not asking for much!"
Tony rolls his eyes "I will not strangle you...I don't care what it is called!" he gets up "I love you too much to hurt you in anyway"
He huffs "But I want you too...can't you...you slap me around a bit?" he feels himself going pink "I want you to punish me"
Tony shakes his head as he gently strokes his Lovers cheek "I can't Jethro...I just can't" with that he leaves the room.
Jethro sighs and waits until he goes, before taking out the mans card and calling the number "Kort...?"
+NCIS+
Jethro grunts as he is thrown into the wall, becoming more aroused as the strong body pins him there
"I shall enjoy fucking you!"
He growls as he feels his handcuffs being forced around his wrists, cuffing his arms behind his back, making him feel more vulnerable. His breathing shallows as his arousal spikes "Fuck Off!"
Kort narrows his eyes and smirks as he reaches around and tugs the mans jeans and boxers down before suddenly thrusting in up to the hilt. His arousal increases at the pained cry and he begins a furious pace.
Jethro grits his teeth as he enjoys the abuse his body is receiving (This is what you want! You want to be used for pleasure). He feels the strong fingers wrap around his neck while the other wraps around his leaking cock.
Kort groans as he feels the cock harden further as the body he uses, struggles to breathe.
He chokes and when his vision darkens, the pressure is released...causing his climax to rip through him at the same time he feels teeth sink deeply into his shoulder.
He growls as blood feels his mouth and he moans out his completion as he shoots his load deep within the abused body
Jethro cringes as his body complains the movement and glances to make sure Tony is asleep before silently heading to the Bathroom. A small smile crosses his face as he gazes at the finger shaped bruises on his hips and forearms, along with the purply/bloody bite wounds that are dotted over his neck and shoulders (Kort likes to mark...I wish Tony would) with that thought he turns back to look at his sleeping Lover and sighs at the feeling of guilt within him, but when he looks at his reflection...he can't help but pick up his mobile and press the number that he knows by heart "Kort...?"
Kort was in bed...touching himself, as he always does before going to sleep.
He is always leaking, has been diagnosed of feels, acts, behaves as a mental diseased...When Jethro calls, his instincts of cruelty gets absolutely excited. So extremely excited, that he comes laughing...and goes for more.
He doesn't put more clothes than an old pair of combat trousers and a long faded overcoat.
A beret on his head...His beard is just growing, an awkward beard that excites Jethro so much...
His mouth has a trickle of thick spit...He is a depraved, a degenerate that has found his ideal victim...
Jethro feels the butterflies of arousal in his stomach and silently heads back in their Bedroom, to quickly get changed into his jeans and white button-up shirt. He gazes at his Lover and bites his bottom lip before heading back and kissing Tonys forehead as he leaves the room. He quickly heads downstairs and picks up his cuffs and shoves on a pair of trainers before heading out the door to meet his secret Dom
Kort is already in the alley "Wanna play?" Smiling, showing his teeth, that look, as always ,like knives. His cock is out o his trousers, erected,leaking...
Jethro pounces and takes it in his mouth, swallowing it completely. He sucks with frantical noises...eagerly...dragging the panting Dom to the edge.
"Enough!On your hands and knees!"
And Jethro obeys...
Jethro feels the grit digging into his palms and he shivers as a hand roughly pets his back and he lets out an involuntary yelp of pain, tinged with arousal as his hair is sharply tugged back and he looks up into darken Jade eyes
"You are such a Slut" with that he takes his lips in a bruising kiss, pulling back and smirking before viciously biting through the mans lips.
Jethro yelps and then groans at the taste of his blood as he is thrown back down onto the floor. He scramble back up onto his knees and stills as his jeans are literally ripped of him (Shit! How can I explain this to Tony?) but all thoughts leave his mind as he is suddenly impaled without being stretched, of which only cause his arousal to spike and his cock begins to leak
Kort thrusts mercilessly, inside and out...the pace is furious...Jethro bites the mud, the dirt that covers the ground...
"So, Slut...So...I enjoy ravishing your dirty arse...I enjoy this, Slut...I was born to make you scream and cry and bleed...yes...I will give you all what I have collected in my balls when thinking of your tightness...and I will enjoy your shame before your lover's eyes...I'm the man of the shadows...the one you can't live without!
Jethro whines as his arousal spikes even higher at the pain and the words. He frantically nods as he pushes back into the punishing pace "Yes Kort! Show me...show this pathetic Slut what he was born for! Use me...abuse me please!" he cries out in arousal as sharp fingernails sink into his skin, marking him yet again "Fill me with your climax! Let me have the honour!" he feels his cock pulsing with need...but refuses to touch himself (Remember last time? He stopped until you begged for him to continue) as he grits his teeth and widens his legs while lowering his chest to the ground in a display of Submission
Kort has no haste, wants to make Jethro suffer, bringing him what he was begging for. He puts his strong, enormous hands around Jethro's neck.
"I asked if you wanna play..." he tightens his pressing "and I sense you really wanna play the breathing game"
Jethro gasps for air (I...This is what you want, take it, Marine!) He needs to cough, but the strong hands impede him any move,any intake of air...
"Strangling you and fucking you...it feels so good! I said once you owe me one...when the Mallard's issue...I am taking my payment now..." He tightens his hold until Jethros face goes blue..purple...almost black.
His eyes go back, rolling in their orbits, his tongue escapes from his mouth...
Kort lets himself go, screaming his bestial orgasm... "Whore!" he shouts. And repeats the hideous word, once, twice, three, four times...until his voice becomes a whisper and he releases slowly Jethro's neck.
Jethro comes like never before, without touching an inch of his own cock...Kort, coming from his orgasm, already has strength for to be able to bite his shoulder, his neck, his earlobes..his back...making him bleed...
Jethro cries like a child...
(Tony...tony!...)
He yelps in pain as Kort pulls out without warning and he looks up with wet blue eyes before turning his head away in shame (Why do you keep coming back?) he starts at a viscous sounding laugh and looks up into the jade eyes.
Kort smirks and kneels down "You are such a Slut! If I wanted...you'd let me take you again right now, right this minute!" he reaches out and roughly pats his cheek "Call me once you clean yourself up" with that he goes, leaving the broken man on his own in the alley.
Jethro watches him leave and slowly but shakily forces himself to stand before cautiously heading Home to Tony
Jethro can barely sit down when he arrives to his house, driving slowly, he doesn't feel like Jethro Gibbs anymore.(Where is your pride, Agent..Gunnery Sergeant Gibbs, honourable man, patriot, warrior and defender of justice?)
He silently cries and arrives back home, parking the car and entering the house after to have taken off his boots.
(The next time he will make you bite a gun!)
Tony is still asleep, gorgeously naked under the beautiful, expensive bedcover he has just bought him as an anniversary present. A bedcover whose colours variate from the forest green to the ice blue.
Tony sighs in his sleep and Jethro would love to kiss him, to caress him...but he feels so dirty, so wasted, so ruined! He goes to the Bathroom and decides to take a shower..but he barely can walk. He cries, cries as he hasn't done since Shannon and Kelly. He could ask for help...But no way he would see a shrink! Ducky? No, the poor old man could die of a hear attack if he knew! Tobias? He thinks...Perhaps Tobias could help? Yes, after having kicked his arse with very good reason!
He quickly, albeit slowly rinses away the evidence before painfully getting dressed while avoiding his reflection (You are a disgrace! You know how it felt to be cheated on...and yet you do it to Tony!?) a sigh escapes him and he shakes his head in annoyance as he leaves the room. He gazes back at his sleeping Lover and lifts a hand to angrily wipe away the tears that form (You don't deserve his love...Kort is right...you are a Slut) with that he heads back to the car, gently lowering himself into the seat and heads for his old friends house.
Jethro sighs as the house comes into view and he slowly gets out and limps over before knocking on the door.
Tobias grumbles at the knock and huffs as he answers it...only to pause at the battered and bruised man infront of him "Shit Jethro! What happened!?"
He sniffs as tears form in his eyes "Can I come in?"
Tobias is dressed with his pyjamas and robe, with an unshaven face and sleepy eyes "I was about to kick your arse, but...seeing your state...better come inside!"
Jethro enters the house and Tobias goes to the kitchen to prepare some coffee "Knowing you" he says, "I suppose the terrorist, the murder, or whoever he is..must be dead at this time?"
Jethro doesn't reply a word.
"Did he escape?"
"Tobias, this was..this is a secret..."
"An undercover op?"
"Not exactly..."
Jethro doesn't know how to begin and he thinks that perhaps it has been a mistake to come here.
"You can tell me whatever you know I will be a grave"
Jethro sighs "I..I...don't know how to say it...I am seeing...someone,and..."
"Cheating, do you mean?"
"Y..yes..."
Tobias stares at Jethro in shock...it sounds impossible, Jethro isn't a has been cheated by his second and third wives...he knows how it, who has been cheated by diane, ..no...impossible! "You are delirious. I'm sure!"
"I wish it were so!"
He avoids the glare he receives at his slight confession and turns his head in shame "I-I..."
Tobias narrows his eyes "Why Jethro! Why cheat on Tony? Don't you love him?"
Jethro snaps his head up as tears fall from his eyes "I love Tony! But this other man...he gives me what I need!" he lifts a hand to rub his face
He sighs as he runs a hand through his scruffy beard "Who is this man?" at the way he avoids his eyes, he huffs in annoyance "Fine then! What does this man give you...besides making you look like shit?"
Jethro nervously rubs his neck, wincing at the pain the action causes and decides to be honest as he looks into his friends eyes "Domination...he makes me feel helpless and...and I ennoy it" he lets out a sigh "Tony, he won't Dominate me...I have asked, no...begged! But he refuses!" he feels more tears rolling down his cheeks "I've tried to stay away from K-er-the other man...but the need to be fucked raw and be Dominated sends me back..." his blue eyes become blurry "I can't stop myself...Tobias, what shall I do?"
Tobias feels pain, shame, ire, repulsion...everything at once "I won't ask for his name...but he must be a son of a bitch with all the capital, you should see a Psychiatrist, Jethro...This isn't worthy of you! You are turning into a despicable man...DiNozzo, with all his childish personality, loves you...he fought for you, damn! He almost died several times for you!"
Tobias' words make Jethro cry even more.
"If I had that man in my hands, I would make him pay for what he does to you...but you are also guilty, Jethro, face the truth, please! You allow him to convert yourself into pure crap!" He pauses, then, he asks: "And where did you meet this man? The Marines?..."
"No"
"You don't have many friends or acquaintances...Please, tell me he isn't a Suspect...because I will push you until you shall say the truth! You aren't the only one with skills as an interrogator, Jethro!"
Gibbs feels himself as a if he were in the Interrogation room...but on the opposite side "No Tobias, he isn't a suspect..."
(Damon Werth, Tobias thinks. I am sure he is Damon Werth..for to have left Jethro injured this way, he must be somebody with a superhuman strength and stamina!) "Well, if you don't want to say his name...it's fine with me, enough for me to know he isn't a Suspect...or your competence as a Federal Agent would be seriously compromised"
Jethro is so weak, that he falls almost automatically asleep, somewhat relieved because Tobias didn't push for a name.
Once he falls asleep, Tobias covers his battered friend with a blanket and goes to make a call.
Jethro awakes as he feels his mobile go off and answers it without thought "Gibbs"
"Hey Jethro...where are you?"
He cringes and looks around before sighing "I'm at Tobias's...I er...we are catching up on good times"
"Tobias...?"
He nods as he hides his wince as he sits up "Yeah Tony I-"
Tobias walks in "Hey Jethro, I called Duck and told him not to tell Tony about-" he stops and his eyes widen in shock at the narrow eyed glare "Shit...he is on the phone isn't he?"
Jethro sighs and jerks back as Tony shouts down the phone
"YOU ARE IN SERIOUS SHIT! Stay there! I'll be round in ten!" with that the line goes dead.
He lifts a hand and runs it through his hair "Shit Tobias! Why did you call Duck? I'm fine.."
Tobias rolls his eyes "Seriously Jethro! Have you seen the state of yourself!?"
Jethro lowers his gaze "I couldn't look in the mirror...is it that bad?"
Tobias shrugs "It is even worse than you can sense it, Jethro, your face has more bruises than when you were in the Army and it seems that you have been again in the Desert! Did he use a weapon, a stick, a knife? You look with more cuts than a blind one when shaving by himself!" Despite his acide sense of humour, Tobias was lethally worried.
"Tony will be here soon" Jethro says, "Even if I dislike to lie, we must invent something that could make sense..."
"Well,it is always the possibility that could have been assaulted by a fugitive, a Suspect who came for revenge"
"Tony will inform Leon!"
"No, I can state that it's only FBI competence!"
"Yes, but I was...I am a Marine...whatever could happen to me, it would be NCIS that must investigate!"
"Well, we will think of something...If Tony discovers the truth and goes to face Dam...I mean...the man...(or I should say the beast?)...it will be a disaster, he can kill him (I wouldn't blame him!)..be killed..."
Jethro sole idea of Tony getting killed for his own deprivation was so terrible, that he even thinks of suicide. Dishonoured and losing Tony...No, he thinks he couldn't be able to live so anymore!
"But when he will arrive, Jethro, you should be sincere...Ducky will never say a word...but he must do the rape kit on
you...and send the samples to.."
"Noooo...not Abby,nooooooooooooooooo!" The idea is so terrifying, that Jethro almost pisses his own pants.
"I..n...need the bath...go to the Gents..now..."
"Well, go"
Once inside he undresses to do his business, Jethro takes notice that the simple task of relieving his bladder has turned
impossible (Damn! I must have something broken inside...a kidney?) Finally, he relieves himself painfully and he can see a good quantity of blood...(a kidney must be broken)
The doorbell rings...
Jethro hovers between going out the door...or staying here and hiding from his Lover and the Doc. He sighs and rolls his eyes before getting dressed (At least you have gotten rid of the evidence) and leaves.
Tony looks up and stills at the sight of his beaten Lover "Jethro...?"
Tobias steps forward and blocks his path "Let Duck check him over first..." he sighs at the dark look he gets but shrugs "Come, lets leave them to it and get Breakfast/Lunch ready"
Jethro looks up and gives him a small smile "I'll be fine with Duck..."
Tony huffs in annoyance as he knows something is being kept from him, but nods "We'll be gone only for half an hour"
He nods and limps over to Duck while avoiding the pale blue gaze "Hey Duck"
Doctor Mallard waits until Tony leaves before turning to his friend "Right Jethro...care to explain why Tobias told me to bring a Rape Kit but to hide the fact from Anthony?"
Jethro plays with his fingers "There is no need for a...a Rape Kit" he looks up "I-I washed away all traces of the encounter "The elderly man sighs before moving closer and gently helps him out of his shirt, only to gasp in shock at the bruises and cuts "Oh Jethro...what happened!?"
He winces as the shirt pulls at his wounds "I don't want to talk about it...can we just get this over with?"
Ducky sighs and gestures to his jeans "Those need to come off aswell"
Jethro cringes and shakes his head "I-I'd rather not"
He begins to get annoyed "Jethro! Those finger shaped bruises on your hips suggest sexual intercourse!" he glares up into the ice blue "I shall need to check you for tearing"
Jethro holds up his hands "Fine! Go ahead and knock yourself out!" with that he stands and removes his trousers before moving into position for the Doctor to check out his rear (This is so humiliating!)
Ducky cringes at the blood he spots and decides to perform a Rape Test anyway...but without his friend knowing
Ducky carefully examines the injuries, that aren't what he would call "minor ones" as the skin is totally damaged, and
all that the eye can spot is raw. The anus is fully distended, the sphincter looks broken..Ducky quickly takes samples of the blood; with some luck, some traces could be found...enough to make a DNA analysis, as soon as possible.
"Don't worry, my dear friend...I won't send the samples of this hideous atrocity to Abigail. I promise you, our old
friend, Doctor Brad Pitt, has ventured himself in the study of the Genetics since a time ago and with excellent results: he works now for a very private laboratory of that speciality, that is casually owned by an old friend of mine, in, the analysis will take place abroad, in a foreign Country, my friend and your name will be keep in anonymity."
Jethro freezes at the mention of Brad Pitt...the man who saved Tony from the plague..will be involved in this case!
"Jethro, I'm afraid...you should be submitted to a computerised tomography...Say me, please, my poor friend, did you urinate with some blood?"
"Some...well...plenty of blood when I attempted to urinate, just before you arrived, Duck..."
"God of Heaven! Could you relief correctly your bladder, Jethro?"
"No...only blood and the necessity is still there.."
"You will need an urinary catheter, or your bladder will explode!"
Ducky never has looked more worried, not even when the explosion that caused that Hiatus...
Jethro cringes and attempts to pull away...but stops as a cramping feeling causes him to double over
"Jethro please! I need to insert a catheter to relieve the pressure...and I am guessing that you'd rather I do it before Anthony returns?"
He shudders and then turns crimson "It hurts when I sit..."
Ducky gives him a sympathetic smile "I know...I know" with that he helps him to lay down, on a clean plastic sheet, before getting out the equipment "Keep still and I shall make it as unpleasant as I can"
Jethro nods and hides his face in shame as he feels Duck inserting the catheter (I bet Kort would love this) he turns an even darker shade of crimson as his body responds to the thought of Kort watching him and calling him names.
The Doctor pauses as he watches Jethros cock fill out and rise. He feels himself going pink as he quickly but gently inserts the tube.
He groans in relief as the cramping feeling eases and glances down to watch the bag fill up with urine and blood "I think my kidneys are bruised...they aren't damaged? Are they?"
Ducky gently pats his uninjured shoulder "I believe that they are only severely bruised" with that he soaks a pad in antiseptic lotion before cleaning each open, raw wound and bandages him up "You poor man...why didn't you fight back?"
Jethro hides his face and refuses to answer.
Duck sighs and changes the bag before helping him to get dressed "I want you to keep that bag on, all night and possibly all tomorrow" he holds up a hand "No arguments, now...go rest on the sofa while I tidy up here and send off those samples"
He nods and limps over to the sofa and goes down onto his front with a groan
In the Grocery, while searching in the shelves, Tobias asks to an angry, furious almost expletive Tony: "Did you know about this in advance?"
"I? But you're crazy?" Tony terrifies an old lady, who runs away when he walks to pick up a box of oats from a shelf.
"I guess there is somebody who escaped, or who has recently be released from prison...somebody Jethro put behind bars time ago..." Tobias lies, searching for all what he has learned in the FBI Academy
"There have been more than one man...One man, only one couldn't have done this to a super trained Marine...and much less to Jethro!..But it looks like a surprise attack...why did you ask if I knew of this in advance?" Tony begins to feel suspicious.
"No...I asked only if Jethro mentioned somebody who has just been released from jail..."
"We don't talk about Work at home...I have forbidden that to him, he gets too distressed", Tony sighs "I suppose we must inform Vance now"
"No!"
"Tobias..I ask again and I warn you that I will ask for the last time: what is the detail you actually know? What are you hiding from me?"
"Nothing, nothing..."
Tobias takes out his wallet and Tony gets surprised as never before (so, the stingy man will pay for everything? What is going on here?)
"Go to the car, I must pick up some things more, I have remembered, for Emily" Tobias continues lying. Once he is alone, Tobias grabs his mobile and dials a number "Sachs?"
"Yes, Boss"
"Sachs, please I need everything...but EVERYTHING! About a certain Damon Werth, whose last domicile was registered in Cleveland, Ohio, five months ago...and I need it NOW!"