Chapter 6
DISCLAIMER: However much I wish it was so, I do not own these characters. I'm going to simply let them play for a little bit and then put them back a little happier.
WARNING: Slash story - you have been informed!
Author's Note: I want to again thank everyone who has taken an interest in this story. Your reviews and comments mean so much to me. I am grateful to all those who have taken the time to review and I again apologize to the Guest reviewers. I am unable to respond to those comments, but I do appreciate them. Now back to the show…
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Tony became aware of his surroundings with a strong feeling of contentment. He was in his warm, soft bed snuggled with Jethro. It didn't get better than that! He could hear Jethro's strong heartbeat under his ear and felt his deep even breathing as his head rested comfortably on Jethro's chest. He had one arm around Jethro's waist and one leg thrown over Jethro's right one so that his cock was nestled against Jethro's hip.
He cracked one eye open and saw from the clock on the nightstand that it was a little after 1pm, although the light in the room was dim. So, they had slept for awhile. He was okay with that, they both seemed to need it. His smile increased as he heard a rumble of thunder in the distance. He had always loved lazing around with Jethro on a rainy day.
He drew in a deep lungful of Jethro's scent and sighed as he exhaled. He didn't think he'd ever get a chance to do that again. He lay comfortably snuggled in his man's arms. Jethro had covered the hand Tony rested on his stomach with his own and Tony absently caressed Jethro's thumb while he went over recent events in his mind.
What a difference a day makes. He mused. At this time yesterday, I was sitting in the director's office wondering if I still had a job after my 'team' had just walked out.
He had been amazed at the level of support he had gotten from the director and his fellow agents. He made a mental note to call Vince later to see how the kids were doing and what had happened with the case they had to take over. He scooted even closer to Jethro, he didn't want to think about that right now.
His mind then went back over all that had happened this morning, and all before 8am! He was blown away at the level of emotion Jethro had shown him. He knew he was capable, they had some pretty heavy discussions before he been blown up, but usually it had to be pulled out of him or it took days for him to work up to it. Not this time though.
Jethro seems to have gone through quite an epiphany in Mexico. Not that he was complaining though. He loved the new verbose Gibbs. Even if it probably won't last. He thought wryly. He didn't mind the skinny dipping either! That was a pleasant surprise. He'd have to find some way to indulge that particular kink of Gibbs'.
Hmm, Gibbs did have a pretty private backyard. Maybe we could put in a pool…
Thoughts of a naked Gibbs jumping off a diving board had Tony licking his lips and squirming a little to rub his growing erection against Jethro's hip.
Then he could walk around naked with the net and I could lay on the chaise with my sunglasses on and he could be the pool boy or I could be the pool boy… Tony huffed out a frustrated puff of air against Jethro's chest as these fantasies danced around in his head.
Ok, that's it! He thought while pulling the comforter down so he could see a lovely, naked Jethro.
Tony leaned up on one arm so he could get a better look. Jethro still appeared to be sleeping soundly. His beautiful cock was laying quietly in it's nest of silver curls. Tony reached down and wrapped his hand around it, moving slowly up and down. He then looked up to watch Jethro's reaction. As his cock hardened, Jethro moaned in his sleep and spread his legs a little more. Tony looked lovingly at Jethro's face. He always looked so young in his sleep! It always humbled him that Jethro trusted him enough to allow Tony to see him in such a vulnerable state. He knew Tony always had his six.
Tony moved down the bed and took Jethro's now fully erect cock into his mouth. He really loved this. The feel of his velvety shaft, inhaling the scent of Gibbs, the glorious taste of him, just perfect. He could not get enough of Jethro.
Now the best part! He thought as he smiled around the weighty shaft in his mouth. Jethro was waking up and making those sexy little sounds he always did when Tony was worshipping his cock with his mouth. Tony's own cock swelled listening to the moans, gasps and whimpers coming from higher up in the bed.
He heard another rumble of thunder as he felt Jethro running a hand through his hair while he continued his oral assault. He didn't know how long he kept up his ministrations before he felt the hand in his hair grip his head tighter and a strangled "Tony" come from above him.
He immediately relaxed his throat and plunged down on Jethro's shaft, deep throating him. This had the desired effect and Jethro stiffened as he started to come down Tony's throat. Tony backed off during Jethro's orgasm and only held the head of his cock in his mouth, teasing the slit with his tongue and gently milking his balls as he rode it out, drinking every last drop.
He held Jethro's cock gently in his mouth through the aftershocks and then reluctantly allowed it to slip from his lips when it had softened. He moved up to look down on Jethro and smirked at the sight below him: Jethro's hair was askew from thrashing his head back and forth on the pillow, his face was flushed and his nipples were standing at attention from the orgasm. He also looked extremely relaxed and contented.
Tony leaned down and claimed Jethro's mouth with a sweet kiss, that morphed into something much more when Jethro's hands came up to run through his hair and caress the side of his face.
Tony's smirk was back when they broke the kiss.
"Good morning, or should I say afternoon?" His eyes danced with mischief as he thought how good it was to drive Jethro crazy, and he wasn't done yet.
"You can wake me like that anytime you want!" Jethro managed to pant out.
Tony chuckled as he reached over to the nightstand to retrieve the tube of lube Jethro must have placed there before they went to sleep.
"Oh, I'm not finished waking you up yet! What did you think I was going to do with this?" He asked while placing Jethro's hand on Tony's straining erection. Jethro pumped his hand up and down a few times while Tony moaned.
"Well, I know what I want you to do with it…" Jethro replied seductively while moving to spread his legs wider.
Tony's pupils dilated further with lust upon seeing that and he dove in for another deep kiss.
After breaking off the kiss he opened the lube and coated his fingers as Jethro continued to stroke him lazily. He reluctantly removed Jethro's hand from his cock as he moved down the bed to prepare Jethro for him. He kissed Jethro's hip as his first finger entered Jethro's opening. He had expected the little jump as he breached Jethro's tight hole, he had always tensed up when Tony first stretched him, but neither of them expected the flash of lightening and crack of thunder that occurred at the same moment.
The light and noise had startled them both and they had both turned to look at the other for support. They both smiled and laughed out loud as the thunder continued to rumble away. The laughter effectively relaxed them both and Tony soon had three fingers inside of Jethro and he was moaning as he pushed himself down on Tony's fingers.
Tony pulled his fingers out and quickly lubed up his erection and moved into position between Jethro's legs. He lifted Jethro's legs up to hook over his shoulders and started pushing inside. Jethro moaned loudly to coincide with another loud boom of thunder as Tony pushed completely inside him.
He stilled when he was fully seated inside to allow him to adjust to his girth and just looked at Jethro. Jethro's eyes were glittering with desire and he was panting as he stared back at Tony. His lips were parted a little and he sensuously ran his tongue out to wet them. He let out a sexy moan and moved his head backwards as he closed his eyes. Tony didn't think he had ever seen anything so erotic before and then Jethro topped that move with one better.
He lifted his head again to look directly at Tony and then squeezed his internal muscles around Tony's cock as he breathily panted out, "More".
Tony gasped and he had to work very hard not to come on the spot, but he got the message.
He pulled almost completely out and then quickly slammed back all the way in. Jethro moaned out, "Ohh…" as he threw his arms out to both sides, surrendering himself. Tony knew what this meant: I'm all yours, do whatever you want with me.
Tony's passion kicked up several notches at this action and he started thrusting faster and as deep as he could. He had one hand on the bed for support and the other on the headboard to help him thrust in deeper. The storm outside was raging at full-tilt now and he heard the rain lashing the windows and the building shook with the thunder.
All of that was just background music to what was happening in his bed. He was entranced watching Jethro as he fucked him. Jethro was moving up and down on the bed with the force of Tony's thrusts and he was now moaning and gasping on every down thrust. Tony had found the magic spot and was hitting it every time.
His eyes shot open when Tony gasped out, "Touch yourself, Jethro."
He reached down and started to stroke himself in time to Tony's thrusts. He was again, fully hard and leaking pre-come onto his stomach. He kept his eyes locked on Tony's, but his lips were parted and he panted as Tony's thrusts were bringing him closer to completion. They both moaned loudly and then screamed as their orgasm hit just as another crescendo of thunder crashed down.
Tony gently eased himself out and collapsed on the bed next to Jethro, facing him. They were both panting and boneless. Jethro turned his head to the side to look at him with a supremely satisfied smile.
"I love you, Tony." He said as his breathing slowed.
"I love you, Jethro." Tony replied as he stroked Jethro's arm.
After a few minutes Tony was able to sit up enough to grab some tissues from the nightstand to clean them both off before he again pulled the comforter up over their cooling bodies. He lay down on his back and Jethro snuggled into his arms. Tony ran his fingers through Jethro's silky hair as they again drifted off to sleep to the sound of rain on the windows and rumbles of thunder. Both feeling very contented, they were safe inside.
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This time Jethro was the first to wake. He noted it was still steadily raining and rumbling thunder could still be heard. Tony had his arm around his shoulders, pinning Jethro to his side, as if he was afraid he would disappear while he slept. Jethro had an arm across Tony's stomach and Tony had his other arm laid over that one. His hand loosely around Jethro's elbow. Again, keeping track of him, even in sleep.
Jethro studied the sleeping profile of his love and again thanked whatever deity had granted him this second chance. Well, actually third chance now. He had almost messed this up beyond repair. He inhaled Tony's scent and tightened his arm around his stomach. This action caused Tony to stir in his sleep and after a few seconds he settled back with his face turned in Jethro's direction.
Jethro smiled softly as he memorized the features of a sleeping Tony. Hair spiked up in all directions, long lashes laying on his cheeks. A strong jaw line and those full, sensuous lips. He noted that the dark circles that faintly showed under his eyes this morning when he first saw him seemed to have disappeared. The hollow of his cheeks, however, was still present.
He's not eating right. He thought. Time to remedy that!
His own stomach gave a sympathetic growl as he worked to extract himself from Tony's embrace. Tony turned and pulled Jethro's pillow into his arms as he snuggled back down under the covers. Tony settled back into slumber with his brow furrowed slightly. His features evened out when Jethro leaned down and brushed a kiss on his cheek. Jethro smiled as he gathered his clothes and went into the master bathroom to clean up.
His mind wandered to everything that had transpired in the past 24 hours.
What a difference a day makes! He thought as he soaped himself up under the warm water. This time yesterday I was on a flight from Mexico wondering if I could get my life back. He couldn't believe how much had happened since he had woken up miserable in Kelly's room this morning.
Was it only this morning? He shuddered with a sudden chill even though he was standing directly under the warm spray of water. He leaned forward and placed his hands on the cool tiles to support himself as he contemplated all that he could have lost. His legs almost gave way as a sharp spike of loneliness tore through him. He took a deep, shuddering breath to calm himself as he leaned against the shower wall.
Flashes of their most recent lovemaking ran through his mind and his body warmed as he thought of Tony fucking him. He had never allowed another man that privilege before Tony. He had been a little hesitant the first time, but he had quickly discovered how much he loved being taken by Tony. The difference being, he trusted Tony completely, he would never hurt him or take him beyond what he could handle, just as he would do the same for Tony. True love. He smiled.
"Yep, no doubt about it, you are one lucky son of a bitch." He told himself as he straightened up and quickly finished his shower. He quickly shaved after swallowing over the lump in his throat after discovering Tony had not thrown out the few toiletries he had kept here. When he finished, he took a good look at himself in the mirror.
"You really dodged a bullet, chief." He told himself. "Don't fuck it up."
He nodded to his reflection as he finished dressing and went back out into the bedroom.
He sat on the bed and gently brushed Tony's hair away from his face. He decided to wake him, so Tony wouldn't wake up alone and wonder where he was. He leaned down and kissed the soft skin beneath Tony's ear and then proceeded to nibble on his earlobe.
Tony started to smile and then chuckle as Jethro continued his assault on his earlobe.
"I'm not sure I'm up for another round just yet, or are you just hungry?" He and Jethro started laughing as Jethro's stomach let out a loud growl.
"Well, I guess that answers that!" Tony laughed as he rolled onto his back and stretched. He put a pout on his face as he reached down and pulled on Jethro's shirt.
"You got dressed!" He said in a whiny voice. "I wanted to scrub your back, and maybe your backside!" He teased as he leaned up and pulled Jethro in for a deep kiss. They both laughed into the kiss as Tony's stomach decided to make itself known.
"Well, I haven't eaten since the plane yesterday, and I know you've worked up an appetite, so c'mon loverboy, take a shower and I'll make you an omelet!" He patted Tony's cheek as he stood up to go make them some food.
Tony swatted Jethro's ass as he stood up to go to the kitchen.
"Sir! Yes, Sir!" Tony barked out and threw a sloppy salute with a serious face.
Jethro turned back around and pointed at Tony on the bed. "Don't call me sir!"
"Yes, ma'am!" Tony retorted immediately with an impish smile on his face.
"You," He began as he stalked back to the bed and pounced on Tony, tickling his sides as Tony rolled back and forth on the bed laughing. "Have been spending much, too much time with Abby!" He finished as he ended up on top of Tony.
Jethro was smiling the biggest smile Tony could ever remember seeing and looked very happy and relaxed. Jethro was relishing the sound of Tony's laughter and basking in the blinding smile Tony had on his happy face. He gave Tony a quick kiss on his lips and again got up.
He smiled fondly down at Tony and held out a hand to pull him upright beside him. He wrapped his arms around Tony as Tony plastered his naked body to Jethro's clothed one. Tony moaned as Jethro kissed his neck and slid his hands down to cup Tony's firm ass.
"You are mine, Tony" Jethro growled into his neck.
"Yours, Jethro." Tony replied with a moan as Jethro kneaded his ass.
Jethro stepped back with a smirk and took Tony's hand in his and led him towards the en suite bathroom. Tony smiled seductively as Jethro pulled him into the bathroom and started the water running in the shower. He stepped back and drew Tony into his arms again for a deep, erotic kiss.
"Aren't you a little overdressed?" Tony purred as he ran his hands down Jethro's chest.
Jethro caught both his hands in his own and brought them up to his lips. He tenderly kissed both of Tony's hands and then quickly stepped away and headed out the door.
"Nope!" He replied with a smirk. "Get cleaned up, I'll start the food." he threw over his shoulder as he disappeared into the bedroom.
"Oh, you are an evil man, Jethro Gibbs!" He shouted at his retreating back.
"Bastard!" Jethro sang back to him, winking as he moved out of sight heading for the kitchen.
Tony shook his head, smiling as he pulled some towels out of the linen closet. "Yeah, but you're my bastard!" He said to himself with a happy sigh.
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Jethro heard Tony singing in the shower as he started pulling ingredients out for omelets. He also found some bacon and thick cut sourdough bread. He started the bacon cooking and started cutting up the onions and peppers to throw in the omelet.
As he listened to Tony's voice singing happily in the bathroom, he felt like dancing around the room himself. It hadn't been easy and Jethro felt like every emotion he had ever experienced in his life had been pulled out of him in the past 24 hours, but it was so worth it!
He had his love back and he felt they were even stronger than before. He looked up as a particularly loud crack of thunder rumbled through the apartment. Tony must have heard it even in the shower, because the singing momentarily stopped. The intermission was brief though, and Jethro smirked as Tony's beautiful voice was again heard belting out Dean Martin.
Jethro walked over to the picture window and watched as the rain again intensified. He flipped on a few lights in the living room to combat the gloom of the day, even though it was only 3pm, it looked more like dusk. Jethro picked up the remote and flipped on a local station to check the weather and then returned to the kitchen when he found out the rain would last into tomorrow.
Good! He thought. Plenty of opportunities for snuggling during the storms.
He smirked to himself as he thought how shocked the team would be if they had seen him navigating the TV so easily. Only Tony knew the technophobe act was just that, an act. Gibbs was quite proficient with electronic devices and even pretty good with computers. He recalled seeing a smirk on Tony's face at work as the rest of the team had again fallen for his act.
He was smiling as he turned the cooking bacon and mixed up the ingredients for the omelets.
About 10 minutes later, just as he was blotting the worst of the grease from the bacon and dishing up the omelets, Tony came walking into the kitchen wearing some sweatpants, a long-sleeved tee and barefoot. He had his phone up to his ear, checking a voicemail and he didn't notice the feral look Jethro got when he padded into the kitchen with no shoes.
Ever since they had gotten together, there was just something unbearably sexy about Tony barefoot. Maybe it reminded him of their first time together, but whatever it was, it always made him hot.
Tony, as yet oblivious to the reaction Jethro was having to his naked feet, stopped just inside the door to the kitchen and frowned down at his phone. He had two voicemails from today, one from Vince Balboa and the other from Jenny Shepherd. Both had not given any details, they had just asked him to call when he had a chance.
Jethro, sensing trouble, squashed his barefoot Tony fetish and put a serious look on his face.
"What's wrong Tony?" He asked while setting their plates of food and toast down on the table.
"Don't know." Tony replied in a distracted voice. "I got a call from Vince Balboa and one from the director, both asking me to call back when I had the chance."
"Do you want to call them before eating?" Jethro asked him as he moved to stand next to Tony in a show of support.
"No. Neither one sounded too urgent, and if it is involved, I want to have some food on my stomach so my brain will work." He replied while giving Jethro a quick kiss and sitting down at the table.
"Wow! This looks great!" he commented as he picked up his fork and dug in. "Oh, man! I forgot how good you were with breakfast!" He said with a mouthful of omelet.
"Gotta keep my man well fed, so he has the strength to keep up with me!" Jethro smirked as his own food disappeared from his plate.
Tony chuckled as he took a drink of the orange juice Jethro had set out for them.
"Don't worry old man, I think I can keep up!" Tony replied cheekily.
Jethro grinned evilly as he pointed his fork at Tony and said, "Oh, you are so going to pay for that one!"
"That's what I'm counting on!" Tony replied with a huge smile.
Their afternoon breakfast was quickly consumed as they chatted about nonsensical things and flirted back and forth. They were both having too good a time just being in each others company. After the dishes and pans had been washed and put away, Tony retreated to the bedroom to make his calls after giving Jethro a quick kiss. Jethro, not having any feeling in his gut of impending doom, sat down in the living room to watch some TV until Tony was done.
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"Agent Balboa."
"Vince, it's Tony, what's up?"
"Tony! How are you doing man, feeling better?"
"Much, but I guess that all depends on why you're calling."
"Do you remember the Renny Grant case from right after Agent Gibbs left?"
"Oh, yes. I always had my doubts about that one, but McGee assured me the evidence was solid, why?"
"Not so solid. McGee realized when he went back over the case yesterday that he dropped the ball. The access logs were faked to pin the rose on Grant. He wasn't even in the country when the money was taken from a terminal right at the Pentagon."
"Damn it! Has the case come up yet? Can we fix it?"
"No worries man, already done. We were lucky, the case was due up next week. He's already been released."
"Son of a Bitch! I knew I should have looked closer at those logs, but stupid me trusted McGee to do his job."
"Don't sweat it. It's not your fault you trusted your partner to have your back and do his job. If it makes you feel better, he's the one who got the proof together to exonerate Grant and found out who had set him up and stole the money"
"It was his CO, wasn't it?
"Yeah, him and two co-workers. Did you suspect him?"
"I had a funny feeling about him, he kept telling me Renny didn't do it and he had this little smile on his face. Crap! I know better, I should have followed my gut!"
"Don't beat yourself up over this Tony. Grant has been released and the director is working on making it right for him."
"She called me too, is that what she wants?"
"Probably, she probably has more details on what she's doing for Grant too."
"Well, besides that, how are the kiddies?"
"McGee straightened up right away and got down to business. I think he finished the first three weeks of reports before he left yesterday. He's been over in my area all day while we finished up the Grant case and wrapped up Petty Officer Bryans murder and he's been working on his reports in between work on that."
"Good. I figured he would come around first, I'm glad it was so quick. I might have to extend his deadline on Sunday since he helped free an innocent man."
"I wouldn't. He's determined to be done by the deadline on Sunday and I think he'll make it. The boy can type!"
"That he can. So who was the perp in the Bryan case?"
"You'll love this, the wife did it!"
"No!"
"Oh, yeah! Caught him cheating with her sister! We've put the sis in protective custody. The sisters hot-headed husband is at large with quite a few registered and un-registered weapons at his disposal. She thinks he'll kill her if he finds her. Too bad their two-year old son is caught in the middle."
"Jeez, that's messed up. Is the kid safe with relatives?"
"Yeah, Bryan had a kid sister who is married, they took him in, there was no one else. They seem like nice people. Maybe if he's lucky, he won't remember his fucked up parents."
"Yeah. I better call the director. Call me if you need anything else and thanks, Vince."
"You're quite welcome man. You're a great agent, you didn't deserve to get stuck with those two. I'm just glad we stopped them before you got hurt."
"Thanks, me too. If nothing comes up, I'll see you this weekend."
"Okay, bye Tony."
"Bye Vince."
Tony sat looking at this phone and was just able to stop himself from throwing it at the wall.
That smug little bastard! Tony fumed. He well remembered the Renny Grant case. It was actually the first case they caught after Gibbs had deserted them. They had all been shell-shocked, but McGee had quickly made his displeasure known.
He had thought he was more qualified to be in charge, because he mistakenly believed he had more education and was just generally smarter than Tony. Tony, at that point, had still expected his team to be on their game and do the quality work they had always done for Gibbs.
It had taken another few weeks for Tony to realize that his team mates were only interested in doing the bare minimum and trying to make him look bad. He blamed that on Ziva's influence, Tim had never acted that way before she came. Tony had been in a very bad place at the time and was still stinging from what he perceived as Jethro's rejection. His low self esteem had been sniffed out by his team and they had taken full advantage of his state of mind. Being a master at self-recrimination, he had rationalized their actions by thinking he was responsible for causing them. If he had been a better leader, they would have snapped into line like they did for Gibbs. He now knew that never would have happened. The confrontation from yesterday had to happen to drive the point home.
Tony was doubly pissed that McGee's arrogance might have cost an innocent man years of his life and pretty much everything else. His reputation, his job, his home and maybe his family. This was unacceptable! Even though McGee had owned up to his mistake, the consequences were too high, something more needed to be done.
He thought about what needed to happen with McGee as he dialed the director's personal number.
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"Director Shepherd speaking."
"Hello director, it's Tony DiNozzo, you called me?"
"Yes! Tony, how are you doing?"
"Actually, much better, but can we discuss that later? What happened with Renny Grant?"
"Ah, I see you've spoken to Agent Balboa."
"Yes ma'am. I know he's been released, but he said you might have more information on what else we're doing for him?"
"Yes I do. I've spoken with Sec Def and Mr. Grant will be re-instated with full clearance. He will also receive full pay for the entire time he was falsely accused and incarcerated along with a one-time punitive payment of $100,000 that has already been deposited in an account for him. I have spoken to him and McGee has given him a personal apology."
"Yeah, speaking of McGee, something needs to be done about this. His unprofessionalism nearly ruined a man's life! I don't care that he said he was sorry, he's always sorry, he needs to be held accountable for this! Ma'am."
"I absolutely agree, Tony. I have already informed him that he would be disciplined for this infraction, but that I would let him know exactly what would be after I spoke with his supervisor. Are you available tonight? I'd like to discuss this in person."
"You read my mind, director. Would you like to stop by my apartment, say around 7? I'll cook and another situation has come up that we need to discuss in person."
"Hmm, now you have me intrigued! 7pm it is, see you then Agent DiNozzo."
"See you then director."
Tony disconnected the call and sat for a few minutes on the bed running several different scenarios in his mind. McGee thought he was scary yesterday, wait until he got through with him over this. A loud rumble of thunder shook the building and Tony thought the dreary day perfectly matched his current mood.
He threw his phone on the nightstand and went out to talk to Jethro, he needed some advice and they needed to figure a few things out.
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Jethro knew Tony had not received good news just from the way he walked out of the bedroom. His gait was stiff and it looked like he wanted to hit something. Jethro hoped he wasn't the one Tony was pissed at.
He walked into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water before sitting next to Jethro on the couch. Okay, that's a good sign, probably not pissed at me. Jethro thought.
"Not sure I want to know, but what happened?" He asked while watching Tony's face.
Tony threw his head back and stared up at the ceiling as he sighed loudly.
"Damn know-it-all, arrogant McGee, that's what happened!" Was Tony's irritated reply.
"Yeah, that's something else I need to talk to you about." Gibbs started. "I had an early-morning visitor before I came over here to see you."
Tony rolled his head to the left and looked at him with a questioning gaze.
Gibbs took a deep breath and told Tony about his visit from Ziva and what she was trying to do. He saw Tony getting pissed when he relayed Ziva's version of events, but he stayed silent until Jethro was finished.
"Okay, you've heard the lies, you want to tell me what actually happened? Jethro asked him with an intense expression.
Tony huffed out a breath and then started filling Gibbs in on what had really been happening at work and what transpired yesterday. He saw Jethro get increasingly pissed at how McGee and David had acted, and then he saw pride and admiration on his face when he relayed what had happened at yesterday's meeting with the director.
He had no issue sharing the information of the meeting with Gibbs. He had been their superior and may yet be again, if either of them had jobs when the dust settled. Plus, Gibbs was hardly the gossipy type.
He then told Jethro all about the Renny Grant case and what its resolution was. Jethro reacted as Tony predicted he would: he did not take it well.
"Jesus, what the hell happened to McGee?!" He nearly shouted as he ran his hands frustratingly through his hair. "Now, I'm sorry he was ever on the team! I'm glad he got his head out of his ass, but he has to answer for this!" Jethro's eyes were flashing as he vented his anger.
Tony felt a jolt of arousal seeing the raw power of the man, but quickly tamped it down as he got back to the subject at hand.
"Oh, he will answer for it! That I promise you. The question is, how much?" Tony answered with a smirk.
"I was thinking suspension and demotion back to junior agent but it just doesn't seem to be enough." Tony mused.
"How about re-training?" Gibbs suggested.
"Hmm…yes. A full course at FLETC in chain of command and professional etiquette! That should get the point across." Tony said with a wry smile. "Who knows, he may actually learn something. Might help the next poor sap he has to serve under." Gibbs looked up to find Tony looking at him with a shrewd, sharp smile. Gibbs nodded his head once and Tony returned the gesture with a small smile. He then got up and gave Jethro a kiss before heading into the kitchen after noticing it was nearing 6pm.
"I have to rustle up some grub for dinner, Jenny is stopping by after work to finalize McGee's punishment. How do you feel about eggplant parmesan?" He asked as he disappeared into the kitchen to another rumble of thunder.
Gibbs blinked a few times before jumping up and following Tony into the kitchen.
"Jenny?" He questioned as he leaned on the doorjamb.
"Yup. She wanted to discuss it in person and I thought it would be a good time to let her know you're back in town." Tony replied as he moved around the kitchen gathering what he needed for dinner.
"Jenny?" He asked again with a questioning look at Tony.
"Oh, that." Tony chuckled. "That's a fairly new development, as in new as of yesterday. She told me to call her that as we were planning our united front against McGee and David. If it bothers you, I'll go back to director." He replied looking over at Jethro.
Jethro smiled that crooked smile that Tony loved so well and sauntered over to take him in his arms and kiss him deeply as Tony sighed.
"No. I don't mind. I just don't want her getting the wrong impression about you." He stated with a possessive glint in his eyes.
"Don't worry caveman, she knows I'm taken!" Tony reassured him as he patted his arm and continued gathering ingredients and cooking pans. "She already knows about us."
Jethro was again left frozen in place, blinking, as Tony's words sunk in.
"What!?" He loudly asked as he turned and pinned Tony with a laser glare.
Tony stopped dead and returned Jethro's gaze. "It wasn't me, she figured it out all by herself before you were even blown up." He replied with a slight smirk.
"Don't worry." He added as he returned to where Jethro was standing and wrapped his arms around him again. "She's fine with it as long as it stays out of the office." He felt Jethro relax in his arms upon hearing this.
"We talked a little yesterday and she was actually pretty supportive." He added while kissing Jethro again and disengaging to return to his dinner preparations.
"Could you go in the freezer and grab the round, blue container on the left?" He asked when Jethro just stood there in the middle of the kitchen. If he was going to be underfoot, he might as well help.
Jethro visibly shook himself and got the container out of the freezer as asked.
"Good. Now pop the lid and put some saran wrap over the top and put it in the microwave on high for 3 minutes. Stop and stir it after every minute" Tony then instructed.
Jethro moved automatically to carry out Tony's instructions. Tony smirked to himself as he watched Jethro carrying out his orders. Once a Marine… He thought as he went about preparing the eggplant.
"Mmm, smells good!" Jethro remarked a few minutes later. "You still freeze your own sauce."
"Yep, still Italian Jethro." Tony quipped as Jethro wrapped his arms around Tony from behind and watched his progress with the eggplant with his chin resting on Tony's shoulder.
"And a spicy Italian, you are." Jethro replied as he nuzzled Tony's neck.
Tony chuckled when the microwave beeped to announce it was finished and Jethro groaned and released Tony to go retrieve the container.
"Ok, now what?" Jethro asked as he placed the steaming container on the counter.
"Grab the shredded parmesan from the fridge and add about a 1/3 of it to the sauce and stir it in well. Then take half the sauce and layer it on the bottom of that baking pan on the counter." Tony instructed.
By this time Tony had finished slicing and breading the eggplant and was browning them in a fry pan coated with olive oil. After blotting the excess oil on a paper towel he layered the slices in the baking pan on top of the sauce. He then covered them with the remaining sauce and topped that with another third of the parmesan cheese. He put the pan in the oven and set it for 40 minutes on 350.
Jethro had been cleaning as he finished the dish and by the time the pan was in the oven, the kitchen was again in order.
Tony leaned back against the counter watching Jethro put away the last of what he had washed and marveled at how well they worked together. They were like a well-oiled machine.
Jethro turned around to find Tony smirking at him while leaning against the counter and asked him, "What?"
"Just thinking how good you would look all oiled up." Tony replied with a leer.
Jethro stalked over to him and pinned him to the counter with his body. Grinding his hips against Tony's to pull out the moan he knew that would illicit. He dove in and captured Tony's lips in a bruising kiss that curled Tony's toes.
Tony broke the kiss and panted, "We can't right now, no time, but wait until the director leaves!" He promised with a squeeze to Jethro's hardness that left the older man breathless.
Tony extricated himself from Jethro and called over his shoulder as he went down the hall, "Get the door will you, I need to change."
Jethro's lust-fogged brain managed to ask a confused, "What?' as the doorbell sounded and he heard Tony close the bedroom door with a chuckle.
Jethro took two deep breaths and adjusted himself to hide his erection as he walked to the door.
How does he do that? He wondered as he unlocked and pulled open the door.
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Jenny Shepherd stood looking up at him with wide eyes and a surprised expression on her face.
"Hey Jen, C'mon in." He said with a smirk as he held the door open for her.
"Jethro. You are absolutely the last person I expected to see here. When did you get back?" She asked him as she entered and handed him her umbrella and raincoat.
He stowed these items away and led her into the dining room.
"Just last night." He neutrally replied as she sat at the table with her briefcase.
"So, you have reconciled with Tony, I see. I hope he didn't forgive you too easily." She told him with a stern look.
"No." He replied, sitting down across from her. "That was not easy!" He said, uncomfortably.
"Good, I hope he made you grovel." She smirked at him and then her expression sobered. "You deserve to, after what you did." She pinned him with a pointed look and he actually squirmed in his seat.
"Yeah, groveling was involved." He reluctantly admitted, while running his hand over the back of his head uncomfortably.
"Sooo, everything is okay now?" She pressed.
"We're good, Jenny." Tony replied, rescuing Jethro as he quietly entered the room and moved to stand behind Jethro's chair. He squeezed Jethro's shoulder as Jethro let out a relieved breath.
Tony nodded his head slightly in a silent thanks for her support as she studied him. She returned his nod after determining that everything was, indeed okay. Tony looked well-rested and more centered. Jethro was immediately calmed by Tony's touch. Their reunion was going well she thought as Tony took a seat closely next to Jethro.
Good, they both deserve some happiness. She thought to herself.
"Good to hear, gentlemen. I trust it will remain that way." She pointedly looked back and forth between the two men and they both nodded back at her, acknowledging the unspoken directive to keep it professional in the office.
She opened her briefcase and handed Tony a file.
"I thought you would want to read over the updated Renny Grant file. Agent Balboa and McGee wrapped it up just before I left. Full confessions from all three embezzlers who framed him." she said as she took out a notepad to make notes.
"Jethro, I assume you've been apprised of the situation?" she asked him.
"Yeah." He replied with a sour look on his face.
"I take it you are disappointed in Agent McGee's actions as well?" She continued.
"Disappointed doesn't cover it Jenny! What the HELL was he thinking?" Gibbs underlined his displeasure by slamming his hand on the table, looking extraordinarily pissed.
"Well, alrighty then! I think we're all on the same page." Tony quipped as he lay a comforting hand on Jethro's arm, while sending a telling look in Jenny's direction.
His look brought two messages to Jenny: One - We are not at work, I will comfort my man in my own home! and two - I've got this, Jethro will listen to me.
Jenny was satisfied with both messages. Even before they had gotten together, these two were always connected. Tony understood Jethro's moods and motivations and was one of a very select group who could read him. More importantly, he could control him. He was one of maybe four people in the world that Jethro listened to.
She turned to Tony and asked, "Have you given any thought to an appropriate sanction for Agent McGee?"
He nodded saying, "I have. I think at least a months suspension without pay and then some FLETC re-training when he comes back. Chain of command and professional etiquette should cover it. I have not thought beyond that." he finished.
"So, you haven't decided if you want him to remain on the team yet?" she asked him.
"I think, he may be on the right road again, but right now I am not sure. I certainly trust him more that I do Ziva, but that's not saying a whole lot." Tony replied.
"You don't think Ziva will be able to operate in this new working arrangement?" the director asked.
"Oh, she'll be able to operate. I'm just not sure whose side she'll be operating for." He relayed to her with a pointed look.
She took a deep breath and asked, "What's happened now? What did she do?"
"I think I'll let Special Agent Gibbs field that one." he smirked as he turned to Jethro.
The director turned her attention to Gibbs as he relayed his early morning visit from Ziva. Her eyes took on a hard glint as he recounted Ziva's assertions that she and Tony were in an 'inappropriate relationship' and her distortion of the facts to her advantage. When he finished, the only sound in the room was the tick of the rain on the windows and the rumble of thunder.
After a few minutes of this, the director was the first to speak.
"She's done. I can't believe I allowed myself to be duped like that! Damn it!" she yelled as she threw her pen down on the table.
"Now, now director, I think we can use this to our advantage." Tony said.
"How so?" she asked with a calculating look on her face.
"Well, you and Gibbs and probably Ducky are experts at black ops, and if I do say so myself, I'm pretty good at undercover. I think we can think of something." Tony replied with a sly grin.
Jenny looked at Jethro and saw a proud, adoring look on his face as he took in Tony's words before he looked at her.
"What do ya say, Jen - one last op?" He asked her with that little half-smile.
"I think we can arrange that." she replied with a smirk of her own. "What did you gentlemen have in mind?"
They took turns outlining what they had in mind as they ate. By the end of the two hours Jenny had spent there, they had a solid plan in place that they would implement starting tomorrow. They had also decided to go ahead with the disciplinary actions Tony had suggested for McGee. They both walked her to the door as Tony helped her into her raincoat and Gibbs handed her the umbrella.
"That food was excellent, Tony! I didn't know you were such a good cook!" She praised him as Jethro looked proudly on.
"I'm Italian Jenny, I think we're all good cooks!" He teasingly replied.
"That's not all you're good at." Jethro commented.
Both Jenny and Tony turned to him with surprised expressions on their faces and he realized what he just said.
"Jeez! I was just talking about work!" he replies, annoyed that he is blushing.
They both burst out laughing and Jenny replies, "Sure you were Jethro." with a big smile.
Tony just smiles and shakes his head as he pulls Jethro to his side while opening the door for her. Jenny smiles at the picture of contentment they both make.
"I'm so happy it worked out for you both, you both deserve this happiness." she remarked as she stepped out into the hall.
"Thanks, Jen." Jethro replied as he pulled Tony closer to him.
"Thank you ma'am." Tony replies with a devilish smile as he allows himself to be drawn closer to Jethro.
"Goodnight, gentlemen." she says with a smile as she walks off down the hall.
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They both retreat inside the apartment and bolt the door after they have closed it. They stand very close facing each other and both just smile.
"I think I need you, right now." Tony says in a quiet voice.
"I think I can fill that need." Jethro replies as his eyes darken with desire.
"I don't think I can last very long." Tony warns as his own eyes darken.
"Wasn't planning on drawing it out." Jethro replies as he grabs one of Tony's hands and drags him back to the bedroom, slamming the door closed behind them.
Jethro pulls Tony into a tight embrace and kisses him deeply. Their lust is ignited as they grind against each other. They both break away from the kiss at the same time, panting hard at the lack of oxygen and the fire raging between them.
"Clothes!" they both say at the same time and they step back to quickly divest themselves of what they are wearing.
Once naked, they come together again in another soul-wrenching kiss that again leaves them both breathless and rock hard.
Jethro recovers first and turns Tony around and pushes him down so he is laying over the side of the bed with his feet still on the ground and his ass in the air. Jethro's eyes darken further as he takes in the sight before him. He runs his hands down Tony's hips and moves around to grab the lube from the nightstand. He quickly spreads the lube on his cock and then inserts three fingers into Tony to make sure he is still stretched.
Tony moans into the bedspread and pushes back against Jethro's fingers. Jethro removes them from his ass and quickly moves into position, thrusting his cock all the way inside Tony. Tony again moans at the action, but brings his hands up to brace himself on the bed so he can push back and impale himself further on Jethro's cock. This causes Jethro to emit a low groan and he leans forward to place a kiss on Tony's back.
He then stands up and gripping Tony's hips, starts to piston his thrusts in and out of Tony's gorgeous ass. They both moan continuously as Jethro's brisk pace brings them close to the edge. Jethro knew this wouldn't be a long session, but even he is surprised at the speed with which their orgasms overtake them.
Tony drops over the edge first, coming all over his stomach without either of them touching his cock. His internal muscles clenching on his own erection buried deep inside Tony is enough to set Jethro off. They both cry out at their release and then pant heavily as Jethro wraps himself around Tony's back while they both calm down.
Tony drops his head to the bed and Jethro hears his muffled comment, "Best cardio, ever!" and starts to chuckle. Jethro also starts to laugh and the sensations it sends both men as they laugh while still connected brings gasps to both of their lips.
Jethro gently withdraws and then slaps Tony's ass saying, "Not bad for an old man, huh?"
Tony laughs as he stands to stretch and follow Jethro into the en suite bathroom. They shower together quickly, both rapidly fading towards sleep. They dry off and then climb naked into bed to wrap themselves up in each other. Tony ends up with his head resting on Jethro's chest running his hand through the soft curls there. Jethro holds Tony close to him and runs his own fingers through Tony's soft hair.
Jethro places a kiss on top of Tony's head saying, "Goodnight, baby."
Tony places his own kiss on Jethro's chest murmuring, "Goodnight, love."
A deep, peaceful sleep claims them as the soothing sound of rain and rumbles of thunder follow them into happy dreams.
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TBC
A/N: I wanted a chapter with mainly the boys, hope you liked it! ;-)