Warnings: Chapter is mostly smut, no spoilers though!
A/N: Like I warned this chapter is mostly smutty, so if not your thing you can skip it without missing too much. Next case will start in the next chapter :)
For a while he had forgotten about the tattoo. They had dinner at their favorite restaurant on their way home and then on the drive back to their apartment, it jumped to the front of his brain once again. Somewhere underneath those gray slacks and navy blue sweater was a tattoo that was dying to be revealed. Tony just knew it and he was determined to find it when they got home.
Tony gently laid Natalie down onto their bed. Slowly, he undid the buttons on her blouse and pushed it open. His fingertips ghosted their way up her ribcage as his lips sought hers in a languid kiss. He moved one hand up to caress a breast concealed by ivory lace and felt her moan against his mouth.
Natalie arched into his gentle touches, gasping as she finally broke the kiss. She knew that she could easily tell him where the tattoo was… but it was much more enjoyable having him explore her body this way. He brought his lips to hers again, drawing her tongue into his mouth and deepening the embrace.
His adept fingers unlatched the front closure on her bra and he slid the cups aside, off her breasts. Releasing her sweet tasting mouth, Tony moved down her neck until he came to her breast and slowly pulled it into his mouth. His tongue licked and sucked, his teeth nibbled at her skin and nipple… all while she writhed beneath him, moaning his name.
"I was hoping that tattoo would be underneath that bra," Tony murmured, his breath hot on her skin.
"That would have made it too easy," Natalie purred, smiling at him seductively.
Growling, Tony pulled her up into a sitting position, mouth descending on hers once again. This time he kissed her roughly, tearing at the blouse until it was off and tossing it against the wall. The bra was next. When the need for air broke them apart, Tony moved his mouth over her collarbone, tracing a circle in the hollow of her neck with his tongue, before going lower and taking her other breast into his mouth.
Natalie gripped his shoulders and closed her eyes, completely letting the sensations overtake her. The scent of Old Spice filled her nostrils as her head fell backwards, a breathy sigh leaving her lips.
Tony continued to work each breast, while his hands roamed over her slick skin, tracing the soft curves and muscles of her body. Unbuttoning her dress pants, Tony slipped a hand inside, reaching down to cup her mound through her panties. "God, Nat," he moaned, feeling how wet they were, "I've barely even touched you…"
She smiled, her lust filled eyes sparkling with a bit of seductive mischief. "Maybe I'm just as turned on as you are about finding this tattoo."
He rubbed her through the damp fabric, causing her to pant and moan. "Good, because I want to make you come over and over again tonight while I explore…"
"Yes, please, Tony," she whimpered, grinding against his hand.
"Mmmm… what do you want? Tell me…" Tony said almost breathlessly while he continued to rub her most sensitive spot through her panties. "Tell me…"
Natalie gasped and dug her finger nails into his shoulders, rocking her hips against him as the pressure built up inside of her. "Make me… make me come, Tony."
Tony groaned hearing her say it and slipped his fingers underneath the lacy panties and found the spot where she was aching for him to touch. He gently slipped two fingers inside of her, shuddering at the loud moan that she released and feeling her tightness around him. Slowly he began to stroke her and using his other hand, he pulled her closer to him to claim her mouth. He felt her tongue slip between his lips, seeking his and the erotic dance they did. Tony kept applying the right amount of pressure to her clit, feeling and hearing her moans while they kissed passionately.
She was gasping now, breaking them apart as she rocked back and forth on his long fingers pleasuring her. Gray eyes filled with lust fluttered close, her lashes fanning out over flushed cheeks.
He knew how close she was, he could feel her tightening more and more around him. Pressing soft kisses over her damp shoulders, he growled, "Let go, Natalie. Come…come for me…"
"Anthony!" She cried out as her release took her, sending her body on a ride of wave after wave of ecstasy.
"Mmmm, that's it, Natalie," Tony murmured, drowning out her final cries with a kiss. "So hot…"
Natalie fell back against the pillows, her pants hanging off her hips, half naked. She was breathing hard and gazing at him with a fire in her eyes.
Tony grinned and removed his hand from her body, gently pushing her pants down to her ankles and sliding them off. He slid back up her body and kissed her stomach, his tongue swirling around in her navel, and then pressed a kiss to each hip, finishing up with the inside of each thigh. The scent of her filled his space and he felt the throbbing in his pants as his erection begged him to be released. Not yet, he willed himself to slow down. He wasn't quite done exploring her body yet.
His thumbs hooked the band of her lacy black panties and his heart hammered against his ribs. Dear God, if that tattoo was anywhere underneath that skimpy piece of underwear he might very well explode…
She was watching him underneath heavy lidded eyes. Her tongue flicked out and licked her lips …
Tony growled when the skin was smooth and untouched. His cock was throbbing; he was dying for release but not yet… he hadn't found that blasted tattoo yet. Gently he pushed her legs apart, revealing her warm, sweet heat to his eyes. Immediately her scent filled the room and Tony wasted no time burying his face between her thighs.
Her breath hitched as his tongue pushed inside of her. It didn't take her long to come undone in his arms this time. Panting and trying to gain some bearing, Natalie reached for the button on his pants. She didn't want to wait for him anymore…
"Oh no," Tony chuckled. "I haven't found it yet, beautiful. Roll over…"
"Tony," Natalie whined as she did so, "Please… I don't want to wait for you anymore…"
He pushed her long brown hair aside and sighed, huskily when the tattoo was finally revealed to him. It was small and delicate, would hardly ever been seen unless she wore revealing clothing… it wasn't loud and obvious like Abby's tats.
Tony scooted closer to her on the bed, his fingertips gently touching the still slightly irritated skin around the small cherry blossom branch. He let his hands roam over her naked body, cupping her butt before he laid flushed against her, pressing the shoulder with the tattoo into his chest. His fingers slid between their bodies and found her moist center, stroking slowly.
Natalie pushed back against him. She could feel his hard member even though it was still concealed by his pants. It only heightened the desire as he stroked her bringing her to the edge and pushing her over it once more. As she came down from her third mind blowing orgasm, she was aware that he was no longer laying against her. Sitting up she found him striping of his clothes, finally freeing his erection from the tight confines of his pants.
Climbing back onto the bed with her, he hooked his arm around her waist and pulled her against him, her back firmly planted against his strong chest. He brought his lips softly to her right shoulder, "Is this for my eyes only…"
She reached back and snaked an arm around his neck, pulling his lips closer to her own. "Yes. For your eyes only…"
"Makes it even sexier," Tony murmured before pressing his lips just beneath her ear. "Mmmm… I need you…"
"Good because I need you too," Natalie purred, rising up on her knees and starting to turn her body to face him.
He gripped her waist and held her tightly in place. Softly he pressed another kiss to the fresh tattoo on her shoulder, and then added a few more across her back, before huskily whispering, "No. Back to me, so I can see that beautiful tattoo—caress it, kiss it while making love to you…"
She felt her heart slam against her ribcage, rapidly. Moving forward so he could sit up on his knees. She didn't move again until she felt his hands on her hips, guiding her into position. She straddled him, her legs spread wide on either side of his knees and with his help, lowered herself around him.
Tony moaned, low in his throat as her silky folds wrapped around his hard shaft. He encircled his arms around her waist, pressing her closely to him and filling his hands with her breasts. He was buried deep within her now and rocked his hips forward slightly, pressing his lips to that tattoo only for his eyes.
Natalie gasped at the sensation of him moving inside of her. Pushing back with her hips, she matched his pace, slowly rocking her body over his. Short breaths puffed out of her as Tony's fingers pinched and tweaked her nipples and his lips roamed over her shoulder blades, the pressure changing as he went—nibbling, sucking at skin not marked—feather like kisses over and around her tattoo. She wasn't sure which was driving her crazier…
"Oh this feels so good," Tony panted, picking up the speed of his thrusts. "So…so good."
"Just… just like that," Natalie sighed, her eyes slipping shut. She arched her back and reached her left arm around his neck. Her hand dived into the hair at the nape of his neck and she began to knead and massage his scalp. "Don't stop…"
All speaking to each other ceased after that. The only sounds in the room was the creak of the mattress underneath their furious movements intermingled with their heavy breathing, grunts, and moans of bliss.
Tony moved his mouth over her salty skin, his hands roamed freely over her highly sensitive body, until they stopped at her hips to give him stability to thrust up inside of her hard and steady. Electric jolts shot through him as she met those rapid thrusts, arching and pushing her hips back.
Natalie couldn't even think straight she was so lost in this primal, pleasure filled haze. She didn't much care. It was amazing that something as simple as getting inked was leading to one of their most intense sexual encounters.
Her intense emotions surprised her slightly but she welcomed it. Feeling his strong body behind her, pumping into her and having her body wrapped around him this way made all those trips to Yoga class worth it. Every nerve ending inside of her was firing on all cylinders, leading her to what was going to be her most powerful orgasm yet…
His lips continued to kiss her tattoo gently, the only gentle thing he was doing at this point as he drove into her roughly. All his synapses were engaging… a fire spreading throughout his body knowing that he would be the only man to ever make love to her this way… the only man to be allowed to make love to her this way. It was as if she was letting him completely claim her as his.
Natalie's only thoughts were consumed by the extreme pleasure he was giving her. She saw the room spin just before it shattered. In an instant her body began to tremble and shudder. She came with a loud, husky cry that reached the ceiling and she clutched at him almost desperately as wave after wave of intense pleasure crashed over her.
Tony could feel the tingle at the base of his spine that started when her muscles started to tighten and contract around his cock. It only took one more deep, hard thrust, and his orgasm ripped through him with a primal energy and a guttural scream.
Drained of all energy, they collapsed onto the mattress, a sweaty mess of tangled limbs. They landed on their sides, legs wrapped around each other and his arms clasping her waist. Kissing her shoulder blades gently once more, Tony carefully removed himself from her body but did not bother untangling them. He liked having her wrapped around him like a silk robe…
Tony panted against her shoulder, breathing in the mixture of scents coming off of her skin—lavender, sweat, sex and antiseptic so her tattoo wouldn't get infected—and chuckled, low in his throat. "Wow."
Still in a bit of a haze, Natalie reached and found the hand that was resting on her hip. She grasped it and gave it a gentle squeeze. "Wow is right…" she sighed.
"We'll definitely be doing that again," Tony said, nuzzling her neck.
"Glad we agree," Natalie replied, catching her breath.
Sighing, he kissed her one more time, whispering, "I love you," as he drifted off to sleep.
Closing her eyes, she murmured back that she loved him too and soon was fast asleep with him, feeling safe in his arms.
The smell of bacon cooking woke her up the next morning. Natalie was lying flat on her stomach and stretched her aching muscles with a small smile. Burrowing against the pillows she could still smell the evidence that Tony had been there, his musky scent mixed with Old Spice…
Natalie opened her eyes when she heard the bedroom door open. Rolling over onto her back she watched as Tony carried a tray with breakfast on it. Her stomach grumbled as the smell of bacon, eggs and coffee over took the room. Pulling the soft sheets up around her naked body, she smiled at him. "Breakfast in bed. I chose the right man."
Tony set the tray down in front of her and climbed onto the bed. He pressed his lips to hers in a tender kiss. "You definitely picked the right man," he teased. "Good morning, beautiful."
"Good morning, handsome," she sighed as he stretched out, draping an arm over her shoulders.
"I trust that you slept well," Tony said, kissing her shoulder while she sipped her coffee.
"Very well," Natalie replied. She nibbled at the bacon, offering him some. "But I always sleep well in your arms."
Tony softly thread his fingers through her hair, eating the bacon that she had given him. "You do?" he questioned.
Natalie snuggled against him. "Yes because I feel safe and protected."
He ran his thumb along her cheek. "You are always safe and protected with me, Natalie. Always."
She smiled, lovingly, up at him. "I know."
Careful not to spill her breakfast, Tony took her in his arms and kissed her. He knew that she was perfectly capable of protecting herself, but he loved that he provided her with those feelings. It was something that had been lacking in his past relationships—none of those women accepted the fact that he was a little bit more old fashioned, that he wanted to be the one to provide safety for the woman he loved…
Natalie pulled back and attacked her breakfast. She was hungry and they did not have a lot of time before they had to get to work, even though Gibbs had given them the morning off.
Tony gave her another kiss on her cheek before he slipped out of bed and found some clean clothes. Pulling on the jeans and simple blue button down shirt, he watched her eat, how the sunlight reflected in her hair. "You're the prettiest sight I've woken up too, ever."
"I'm devouring food right now. How is that pretty?"
"Believe me, it is."
"Well, I'm glad you think is."
He laughed, softly and found his cologne. "Abby is going to ask if I found the tattoo."
She grinned at him, coyly. "So… tell her you did."
Tony continued to gaze at her, wishing they had a bit more time before they had to head into work. "She's going to want all the details."
Natalie ran her tongue over her lips, pushed the tray away from her and climbed out of bed. She fluffed her hair, letting it fall gracefully down her naked back. "Give them to her then."
"You're a naughty little vixen this morning, Miss Callahan."
"Just this morning?"
"Are you going to work dressed like that?" Tony teased her.
"Wouldn't you like that," Natalie teased back as she headed towards the bathroom.
Tony chuckled as he grabbed the tray, returning it to the kitchen as the shower came on. He quickly discarded the tray, and then his clothes, sauntering into the bathroom with her. They were just going to have to be late for work today.