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WEEK 20:
'Fly me to the moon, let me play among the stars...' Tony's overly dramatic baritone voice accompanied that of Frank Sinatra.
Gibbs could hear Tony's Old-Blue-Eyes impression from down stairs in the basement. He had been forbidden by Tony to help paint the nursery, and Ducky backed the senior agent at the first mention of paint fumes.
He did, however, win the argument over whether or not he was allowed to work on the boat, as long as he limited the time spent on the strenuous activity. And, for the first four and a half months, he was able to, until his belly started to get in the way. Now he couldn't even sand the wood frame without putting pressure on his stomach and that was enough to stop him. He never mentioned it to Tony that it wasn't actually fatigue that stopped him from working too much on the boat, but in fact worry.
So, after using the first two hours of their week off to organize the atrocious disaster of scattered tools and splintered wood that covered his work benches, he found himself with nothing to do. He wanted so badly to start working on the cradle he'd planned on making, but after he thought more about it, he found the idea of Tony helping build their child's first bed rather appealing. He found himself unsure whether he was getting soft in his older age or if it was just the hormones he wasn't used to.
His body was starting to get tired. The past two weeks of non-stop work were finally getting to him. He hated to admit it, but desk work was starting to sound enjoyable. He checked his watch and decided to go check on gripped the banister firmly and carefully made his way up the steps to the first floor.
Songs from the Rat Pack days, drifted down the hall. Gibbs waddled his way towards his singing lover. He peeked through the doorway and leaned against the door frame. He watched as Tony sung aloud and between strokes of his paint brush, used it as a microphone. Tony was halfway through painting the far wall a soft gray.
Gibbs trip to the doctor last week left them both with the knowledge that they were having a boy, and Gibbs had decided to leave the color choices to Tony. So, this is what him and Abby had come up with. Two walls white and two walls gray. 'It's more sophisticated' is how his favorite forensics expert described it.
The color of his child's room was becoming the furthest thing from his mind as his gaze focused on the younger man dancing about like a fool.
At that moment memories flooded Jethro's mind. He thought back to the first time he realized he had feelings for the young man in front of him and back to the first time he openly flirted with Tony. One day he made the decision to take advantage of the fact that Tony flirted with everything in a skirt or a pair of pants. And, the outcome was in his favor.
To say Tony was shocked wouldn't quite capture that first moment. He wasn't appalled by the flirtatious advances from his 'thought-to-be straighter-than-straight' boss, no, he was pleasantly delighted. But, nothing became of their innocent flirting until that awful night when their partner Kate was shot and killed.
They were both incredibly heartbroken, not even their probie Timothy Mcgee could fully comprehend their pain. The demeanor of both men did complete 180's the instant realization dawned on them that their dear Agent Todd wasn't going to be getting up from that last bullet.
As soon as Kate's case was closed, as soon as Ari, her murderer, was taken out, that's when they could get back to life and reality.
That night on the way back from the airport, after Kate's funeral, Mcgee went to be with his family, Abby spent the evening in the company of Ducky and his mother, and Tony showed up on Gibbs' doorstep with a 12-pack in one hand and a handle of hard alcohol in the other.
One beer lead to another, until empty cans lead to shots of whiskey. Feelings were discussed and then acted upon. It wasn't exactly how either of them pictured their first night together, but the next morning in the light of two horrible hangovers, neither of them regretted a single moment of the night before.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs made it abundantly clear that this was not a one night stand to him, that if his senior agent was up for it, he was willing to commit. Their feelings for each other had built up for so long that Tony couldn't say no. They both knew that it was going to take some work. Their track records were proof.
They hid it from everyone at work for as long as they could. However, when Abby caught them in a very compromising position, it just made it that much easier to put two and two together. She was more excited then she needed to be and was absolutely thrilled that they had both finally come to their senses. Ducky was the next to find out and he was absolutely delighted with the situation. And Mcgee, never one to spill secrets, didn't tell a soul after seeing them on a date at a restaurant one city over.
Keeping it from the team was harder then preserving their secret from the rest of the agency. But their relationship was impossible to hide after Gibbs found out that he was pregnant with Tony's kid.
Gibbs will never forget Tony's reaction to the knowledge that he was going to be a father. Never in his dreams would he have thought that Tony would be alright with it. Tony has never seen himself as a father type. His own father was never that great and he never had a great mentor to show him how parents are suppose to be. So, deep down he was terrified, but he couldn't contain his excitement.
Gibbs still gets odd stares now, five months into the pregnancy. His round stomach jutted out and lead where ever he was going. Not that male pregnancy was that rare these days, it was more so that it was Gibbs himself the was pregnant and not Tony. The agency all figured that Gibbs, being more dominant at work, would also be more dominant at home. To say the least, some of their co-workers were surprised, that Tony in fact played the more manly role at home and in bed.
Gibbs smiled inside thinking how wrong most of them were. He was never one to give up dominance to any of his previous lovers, but something about Tony, something about being dominated by a male, and not just any male, by Very Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo, had him submitting everything to the man.
And that was it for him, that's what got him going. He wasn't going to be ashamed. It's not like he was weak he just needed someone else to take control every once in a while. It's not like they didn't mutually give and receive in the bedroom. Gibbs just happened to be on the receiving end during a certain night of drunken sex when neither of them had the thought to use a condom.
Tony's attention was caught by the figure in the doorway. He grinned, put the paintbrush down, and sauntered up to the gray haired man.
"You're not supposed to be in here. Remember what Ducky told you?"
"I know, but I was starting to get tired and thought that a shower before bed would be nice. And, I thought that maybe you had had enough painting for the night."
"Now when you say tired, how...'tired' are you exactly?"
"Not too tired." Jethro smirked at Tony as he wrapped his arms around his middle as best as he could. "Put your stuff away and I'll be waiting."
So like a little kid, Tony ran and threw the paint brush in the bucket and tried to follow quickly after Gibbs.
Gibbs turned around to admonish him, "Anthony DiNozzo, you had better go back and put that brush in some paint thinner and clean your mess up properly, because you know for a fact that it will be worse in the morning if you leave it like that!"
Sadly Tony gave a little pout knowing that Gibbs was right and turned back around to clean up his mess.
Gibbs chuckled to him self. He wasn't sure how he was going to survive with his young lover and a child on the way that would most likely turn out like Tony.
Tony made his way to their bedroom shortly after putting the painting supplies away to find his gray-haired lover shirtless and lighting candles.
"Ooo, romantic Jethro is in my room tonight. What did I do to deserve this?" Tony cooed while stripping his body of clothes, "Did I forget my birthday again?"
"Don't make fun, or I'll blow them all right out," Jethro warned.
"Aw boss, can't I jest with my baby's daddy?" Tony walked up behind him and let his hands rest firmly on his lover's round stomach.
"Am I ever going to get you to stop calling me that?" He asked with and angry tone, but the fact that he continued to lean into Tony's touch told another story.
"Mmm...you like it." Tony muttered between the kisses he was leaving on the older-man's neck.
Tony's hand that was rubbing circles around Jethro's belly flinched and almost pulled away, but a force stopped it's quick retreat and just as swiftly replaced it.
"Jethro...was that...AH!" The movement that had startled Tony only a second ago, happened once more.
Their fingers intertwined over the area where their child was growing and Gibbs nuzzled his face back into Tony's. When Tony heard Gibbs make a sound of affirmation, he squeaked with joy.
"Is that something new?" Tony asked as he turned Jethro around so they could see face to face.
"Tony, the baby has been kicking for months, but only hard enough for others to feel, just since Tuesday. I had Abbs feel when we went for lunch." He answered before pressing his lips against Tony's.
"Tuesday? Jethro, why didn't you you tell me?"
"We've been on that serial rapist case since last Friday, and you never made it home til I was already asleep. Besides it was much more fun for you to feel it on your own," Their arms wound around one another, "and, the expression on your face right now is priceless."
"Would you call it sexy?" Tony slowly lead the gray haired man back towards bathroom.
"Um...cute would be the adjective I was going to use. Sexy? Hmm..." Jethro teased as Tony pulled away long enough to turn the knob in the shower.
Tony growled and gently tugged the older man under the heated spray and pinned him softly against the far tiled wall. The water warmed their skin as Gibbs' hands roamed over Tony's sides. Eyes closed and lips attached, each mouth attempting to control the other. Steam collected on the surrounding walls while the water flattened their hair and dripped down their tensed shoulders.
Tony pulled back long enough to catch the blue eyes of his lover before he latched onto the side of the older man's neck. The sweet and salty flavor of his flesh flowed over the young brunette's taste buds. Tony lapped at the small mark at the junction of Jethro's shoulder and collarbone soothing the bites with gentle kisses. He continued his task and forged a trail down Jethro's chest, over his abs, and dipped his tongue into his navel.
"Tony..." He sighed and threaded his fingers through Tpny's hair so he could force the young man's face to join with his again.
"I want you so bad right now."
The blue-eyed man grinned at the confession and stepped away from the wall far enough so he could turn around and supported his palms above his head, touching the tiles before spreading his legs. The sight of endless tan skin, soaked by the shower of water, left Tony feeling ravenous.
Tony advanced on the older man and set his hands on the wall as well, bringing their bodies in contact once more.
"As gorgeous and you are right now, I want to be able to see you." He whispered in Gibbs' ear, and delighted in the shiver it sent through the man's body.
Jethro was at the stage in his pregnancy where unless he rode Tony, it was necessary for them to have sex front to back. And, that was the total opposite of what Tony wanted right now.
Gibbs spun around once more and pulled Tony's head to his to catch his lips in an additional kiss before sighing contently.
They hurried and finished their shower before quickly drying off.
Jethro lightly smacked Tony's ass prior to calling over his shoulder, "Come on lover boy."
Tony never thought he would see the day that Leroy Jethro Gibbs would giggle. But, that was exactly the sound that past his lips as they carefully tumbled to the sheets. And, it was even surprising to Tony to find himself extremely turned on by the sound.
Sweet caresses and soft whispers evolved into sensual groping and breathy moans. As their movements grew heated, Jethro pulled back to catch his breath. Tony's golden skin was accentuated by the glowing candles placed strategically around the room.
The couple found themselves with Jethro straddling Tony's thighs. Tony laid against the bedding with one hand curled into the hair at the base of Jethro's scalp, and the other scoping out the skin of his back. His warm fingers roamed down Jethro's back against increasingly heated skin, coming to rest firmly on his ass. Their mouths were hard on each others while lips, teeth, and tongues clashed in an erotic dance.
Jethro hovered carefully over Tony's lust influenced body. Their gazes caught each other and the love they felt for each other was so evident, tremors raced down their spines.
Tony breathed deep to bring air to his lungs. His body was on fire. Every inch burned for the man above him.
Gibbs leaned over to reach into the nightstand for the bottle of lube that they keep there. His fingers fumbled with the tube before he held it firmly. He skipped over the box of condoms that haven't been used in months for obvious reasons, and tried his best to sit back up. Tony came to his aide when he found it more difficult then usual to return to his previous position.
Gibbs handed the lube to Tony, and the temperature in the room escalated immediately as Tony prepared the wanton body above him. Tony slid two slippery fingers past the tight ring of muscles at his lover's entrance when said lover established a quick pace.
"Tony...please..." Gibbs panted, his fingers gripping Tony's abdomen for leverage.
Tony encased his impressive length with nimble fingers before guiding his lover to his slicked member.
"Oh God," Their moans filled the room.
Tony lifted Gibbs' thighs, impaling the older man on his cock over and over, effectively turning the man in a breathless mess.
Once Gibbs had the momentum, Tony was able to let go long enough to wrap a free hand around Gibbs. He worked his fingers up and down the shaft, flicking his thumb over the tip, eliciting a loud appreciative noise from the gray-haired man.
White hot shocks of pleasure coursed through their limbs. The pumping pressure focused on each other's lengths cause slurred words of admiration to pour from their lips.
A well known tingle formed in Tony's belly, and he felt Jethro's muscles contract and knew he was close as well. Both names were shouted as they emptied their loads onto chests and stomachs.
Tony eased Gibbs off of him and laid his satiated lover down onto the bed and walked to the bathroom for a wet wash cloth to clean them up with. Once he fastidiously wiped them up, he rejoined the love of his life, and assisted him in getting under the covers.
They never planned for their relationship to get this far, but as they settle in together with the proof of their love nestled safely in between them, neither man would trade this life for anything in this world.
An unexpected grumble irrupted from Gibbs' belly signaling that he was hungry.
"You can't possibly be hungry!" Tony admired him, completely amazed.
"Hello, pregnant! And, since you're the reason I'm in this situation, you'd love to make me a sandwich, right?" Jethro mumbled into his pillow.
"Well, since you ask so nicely..." Tony grumbled sarcastically and rolled out of bed.
"It's part of my charm."
Apologies for any OOC-ness for both characters.
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