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Couple: Leroy Jethro Gibbs & Anthony DiNozzo

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I got Tony home, my home, not his. McGee had set up things in my room. There was Tony's TV, DVD player and other things set up ready. We got up to my bedroom and Tony looked at me.

"Gibbs, this is your room!" I helped him sit down on the bed and then I sat down next to him.

"Tony, you know when we slept together? What if I told you that I want more out of that then just a one night stand? I want to be in a relationship with you 'cause I have known you for so long! I trust you and I love you Tony." Tony took a deep breath.

"Gibbs, did you just use the L word and my name in the same sentence?" I lowered my head and kissed him slowly. I slid my hand across his chest as he kissed me back and whispered.

"What do you say Tony? Will you be mine?"

The nub where his hand should be lay softly along my hip, he kissed me slowly as he slid his hands threw my hair and looked at me.

"Gibbs, I'm missing a hand, what kind of lover and boyfriend is that going to make me?" I laid next to him on the bed and took the hand with the nub and slid a hand over it.

"Makes you exactly who you have always been! As for as a lover, Tony? You're not that disabled! You are the one I love, the man that turns me on." He had been in the hospital for a month and all the team had been there and he had hidden most of his emotions about what had happened. He moved to sit up and look to me.

"Promise me, Gibbs, that you don't see me any different just 'cause I had my hand amputated." I sat up and slapped the back of his head hard and then looked him in the eyes.

"You are Tony and always will be Tony. You are the man I fell for and slowly learned to love, ever since Baltimore." He nodded some and stood up. He headed to the bathroom. I waited to hear if he wanted some help, he grunted. As I heard the shower start, he came out and I stood up and looked at him.

"Want me to let you get a hot shower and relax?" He shook his head and headed over. He kissed me slowly.

"Take a shower with me? 'Cause I need my boyfriends help getting clean, and to just be there." I smirked slowly and started undressing him, sliding his clothing off and then taking mine off with his one hand helping me undress! I stroked his face as I kissed him softly.

"Here whenever you need me, Tony." I helped him get in to the shower. He leaned his head against my chest and I groaned, seeing one more reason why he wanted me in the shower with him, he was hard. His cock was sliding along my hard on as he whispered to me.

"Gibbs, you turn me on too. I love you, Gibbs. I just wasn't sure if you ever felt the same way." I slid my hand along his hard cock and looked him in the eyes.

"You think, Tony?" He nuzzled my neck as he groaned as I stroked him. He slid his one hand along my chest and he whimpered.

"A month and more, I have not been touched and I've dreamed of you playing with me like this, Gibbs! You making love to me, making me yours and only yours!" I poured some conditioner into my hand started to work his cock as he nuzzled his head against my neck. He was trembling as I whispered into his ear.

"Then cum for me, Tony. Let go."

His nails slid along my hip a little to hard but it felt good to me! It turned me on even more to know I was pleasing him. I stroked along the head and then slid my hand down his cock again and got a tighter grip. Soon I heard him cry out, as he started to cum on my stomach. He was breathing hard. He slide his hand up into my wet hair and dragged my face down to meet his long, hard kiss. I groaned. I kept my hand on his cock and whispered.

"Feel better, Tony? 'Cause you came nice and hard, Babe." He was still breathing hard as he looked at me.

"What about you, Jethro? You're hard as a rock!" He sank to his knees before I could ask for anything, his hand cupping my cock as he started to suck on it. I groaned, gripping the wall with one hand as the other stroking through his hair. I threw my head back as my cock slid down his throat and growled.

"Tony, I'm going to cum." He continued and I leaned my head against the wall and cried out as I started to cum down his throat. I helped him stand up and stroked his face and whispered to him.

"Tony, your mouth feels so damn good on my cock."

He slid his arms around me. He couldn't interlink his hands but he could still wrap his arms around my neck. I took some soap and started to clean him up! I knew he was getting tired. The doctor said that he still needed to rest a lot. It had taken a month to get him used to living outside the hospital. He was doing some more physical therapy, teaching him how to work things with one hand. He got frustrated from what Brad told me but he was trying his hardest and that made me even more proud of him. He relaxed when I got out. He dried himself and I let him, then he got his clothes on by himself. It took him a little longer then me, but I knew offering to help would just hurt his pride! He knew from the start, all he had to do was ask, he wouldn't be any less of a man because of it.

I had been working a case the past three days and I was burned out. Instead of going home to sleep, I had been going to the hospital to check on Tony. I eased Tony into bed with just his sweats on and I slid under the covers. I stretched out and he moved to rest his head on my chest. He fell asleep and I stroked my hand up and down his back. A month passed by as we got used to living together and we were settling into our relationship. Tony got to come back to work! He wasn't allowed to do field work, he was going to be doing desk work, doing searches for our team on cases and he would also be giving us ideas of what he thought. He was a damn good detective and he would still be able to help. He didn't even falter, when he got to work every now and then, he would go and stand when I said we had to go out in the field. I knew he would get used to it and it wasn't perfect, but he was back at work and it was better then sitting at home.

We got home after his first two weeks back at work and I had taken a flesh wound from a bullet. He stormed in, truly mad.

"I don't like not having your damn six, Jethro." I walked to him and kissed his shoulder, my hands on his hips, bringing his back against my chest. We'd had a few hurdles to get over 'cause of Tony disability and I was ready to be there for the man I love.

"Tony, you have my back in the office. I know it's not the same, but Ziva and Tim, they're out there for me." He turned and looked to me.

"I know they are. But you got shot, Jethro and I don't like that!" I smirked at him and stroked his face before kissing him softly.

"Didn't like it when you got the plague, didn't like it when you got kidnapped, Tony. We deal with danger when we have to. I am still alive and in your arms now!"

He sighed and he laid his head on my shoulder for a moment. Then he helped me make dinner. He seemed to calm down a little. Tony could be hot headed and he needed to hear the right words. I was the same way and Tony was good at making me see what I needed to. The team knew we were in a relationship and they all knew that it was good for both us.

"Jethro, we have been in a relationship for about a month and a half now and we've been together for a long time, as partners. I wanted to do something that would give me something to do 'cause I hate to say it, but working at the office isn't doing it. I have an idea." I looked at him. I knew he really wasn't happy working as a desk agent.

"Yeah, what's that, Tony?" He took a deep breath as he took a bite of the food we had made.

"I was thinking maybe I could adopt and raise a kid. I know I've never been good with young kids, but maybe troubled kids that are ten or older? Maybe get two siblings that need a home and give them what they need, parents and a good home." There was more to this and I liked the idea because it would give Tony a chance to do something that would make him feel worthwhile.

"Where did the idea come from, Tony?" He looked at me.

"I have a friend from college, his brother and wife died. They left a twelve year old and a ten year old son, they need a good home. My friend can't do that for them and I was thinking maybe we could take them in, as foster parents for now and maybe if they want to later, let us adopt them." I leaned back. As I looked at Tony, he blushed some and continued. "I know these kids, I've visited them since they were born, I was friends with their parents as well as there uncle. The older one likes to work with wood and the youngest likes movies. I mean who better then a man that builds a boat in his basement and me who loves movies?" I looked to him and smirked at him.

"Sounds good, Tony. You call your friend and make the offer. How long have their parents been dead?" He looked at me.

"Two years now. They've been in a foster family that can't take care of them anymore 'cause they're getting too old. He said the government will do a background check on us, to see if we're good enough to be foster parents." I looked at him with a smirk.

"Well, both of us will pass that. They well probably also like the fact that I raised a little girl when I was on leave, I have some experience with kids. So make the call and we'll take the kids in. There are two spare rooms upstairs, we'll let them decorate their own rooms and we'll make them welcome."

Tony smiled and looked at me. I knew he was happy that I had agreed with this. We finished our food and went to bed. Tony had quit and over the next two weeks we had got approval to take on these children. When they came, they were not as troubled as I thought they would be, from losing there parents. The oldest was a little shy and liked to help Tony when I wasn't home. They both liked watching movies and all four of us worked on the boat. It was a cool little home setting for me, it felt like I had a family back in my place!

~Finished~

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OOC: Guys, no sequel to this 'cause I think I wrote this one for a short bit. I know not everyone is going to like Tony losing a hand. I lost the heart of this story 'cause I think I did that part wrong, but I still thing it's a heart warming so I am going to keep it.