Chapter 18
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!
A/N: Thank you to all Guest reviewers, your kind words are appreciated, also - I have played with birth dates a little and have shaved about 10 years off Gibbs, making him only 8 years older than Tony. I have also changed the introduction of Senior to better fit my story. You will be seeing him in the future, but not yet. Back to the show - Enjoy! ;-)
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Tony was lying on his back gazing up at the stars that crowded the ceiling above the bed. He had never expected to see something like this in a farm house in Stillwater Pennsylvania. Custom paint jobs like this were more common in places like New York or DC. He liked it, and the room very much. Despite its large size, it had a cozy feel to it.
He looked around the room and started to imagine some of his things in it and then several questions occurred to him at once, causing his brow to furrow as his mind worked through them.
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Jethro became aware of his surroundings again as he felt Tony moving his head, probably checking out the room. His internal clock told him only about an hour had passed, so there was no pressing need to get up just yet. He left his eyes closed and drifted for a little while, just feeling his body pressed up against Tony. His awareness snapped back into focus when he felt Tony's body become rigid and his breathing change.
Jethro's eyes opened immediately and he quickly scanned the room for any threat Tony may have perceived. Seeing nothing, his gaze landed back on Tony, who seemed to be unaware that Jethro was now awake and studying him to try and determine what was going on. Tony's jaw was clamped tightly shut and he was breathing deeply through his nose. His brow was furrowed and his eyes stared unseeing at the ceiling.
Jethro knew this look. Tony was very deep in thought and trying to work through something. He wondered if Tony was still pissed at him for again plotting to take down Senior. He knew Tony wasn't worried about Senior, he was worried that Jethro would do something to the old bastard that would land him in jail and take him away from Tony. Plus, jail was not a fun place for a Fed, it would be very dangerous for Jethro to be incarcerated.
Jethro made a silent promise to himself and Tony that he would never put them in that position. Senior was not worth it and he would not hurt Tony by causing him stress wondering if he was going off the reservation to exact revenge. He was also going to verbalize this promise, so Tony knew he was serious.
He started rubbing his hand over Tony's stomach to gently pull him back out of whatever he was thinking about. It took a few minutes, but Jethro kept up the motion and finally saw Tony blink a few times and turn his face in his direction. A tired smile played across Tony's beautiful features and Jethro again saw the tiny lines of stress around his eyes that had been absent the past few days. Jethro gave himself a mental head slap for causing Tony anxiety.
"Hey, I didn't know you were awake." Tony told him while caressing the hand Jethro had resting on Tony's stomach.
"Yeah, the smoke woke me up." Jethro responded with a teasing smile.
Tony's brow furrowed in puzzlement again as he asked, "Smoke?"
"Yep, from all the heavy thinking you were doing." Jethro told him, watching his reaction carefully.
Tony visibly relaxed his body and huffed out a breath before replying, "Yeah, I was going over a lot of things. Sorry, I didn't realize I tensed up so much." he finished while again turning his gaze up to the ceiling. "I was really surprised to see something like this here." Tony indicated the ceiling with a nod of his head. "That's crazy! I like it though. Was Zach into astronomy?" He asked. Jethro recognized it for what it was, a deflection technique. An art form Tony was a master at.
Jethro played along. He had some things to say to Tony, but he had a feeling Senior was only a part of what Tony was thinking about and he knew pushing would not get him anywhere. Tony would tell him when he was ready to. "That was for Mary. She was a pretty good amateur astronomer. Zach carved the furniture for her too. They were some of his earliest pieces." Jethro informed him.
Tony was even more surprised. "So, this ceiling has been like this for over eighty years?" He asked, while going over the tableau with a more critical eye. He could not see any signs of age, it had been well taken care of.
"Closer to ninety years. It gets a touch up every ten years from the design company that originally painted it, it was part of Zach's will, there's a fund set aside to maintain it. They're out of Philly and have been in business for over two hundred years. They just re-did it this last May, right before my last case." Jethro informed him before he closed his eyes and nuzzled his face into Tony's neck. He felt Tony relax even further as he snuggled closer to Jethro.
"Umm." Was Tony's only response. They lay quietly together for a few more minutes before Tony finally asked, "Jethro, why did you never tell me about this place or the one in Philadelphia?"
Jethro knew this was one of the things Tony had been thinking over and he took a little time to think about it himself before replying. "I really never thought about it before Tony. This is only the third time I've been here since Zach died. My dad always takes care of it and lets me know what's going on. I've only been to the Philly horse ranch once since it came into my possession. The caretaker and his son detour into DC to keep me updated at least once a year, I usually meet them for dinner or lunch."
Jethro fell silent again as he contemplated how to relay what he wanted to say to Tony next. He knew Tony was watching him intently and gauging his demeanor. He knew Tony was an expert in body language and was uniquely sensitive to what he perceived as disapproval of his own actions or just who he was as a person. Something else he had to thank Senior for.
"Tony, when we first got together, I never thought about this place or the one up in Philly. There were too many memories of my girls in those places and I pushed them aside and just didn't think about it, because I couldn't handle it yet." Jethro paused to gather his thoughts again while Tony nodded at him to continue. "The more we got to know each other, and the closer we got, that grief and anger started to lift."
Jethro took another deep breath and Tony caressed his hand and arm in silent support. "When you made it easier for me to talk about my girls, I started to re-think everything." Jethro smoothed his palm over Tony's abs and snuggled closer to him. "I had intended to bring you up here last Memorial day and tell you all about it and then maybe go up to the Philly property sometime over the summer. Well, you know what happened with that."
Tony sighed sadly and ran his other hand over Jethro's shoulder to comfort him and let him know he understood while Jethro continued. "I thought at first that there was no way you would be interested in this place out in the middle of nowhere, but then you hit it off with my dad and you really seemed to enjoy coming to visit him. It was really just a spur of the moment thing yesterday, I really needed you and it was close by. I was going to tell you during our little trip, but fate stepped in first."
Tony quirked a smile and teased, "Leroy Jethro Gibbs looking for a hideaway to get his freak on!"
Jethro moved his hand up from Tony's stomach quickly and pinched Tony's left nipple causing the younger man to jump while at the same time breaking out in giggles. This resulted in Jethro sitting up and tickling Tony mercilessly as Tony rolled around on the bed giggling and begging Jethro to stop.
"Jeh-Jeth! S-Stop!" Tony begged as his laughter filled the room. Jethro stopped the tickling, but he kept his arms around Tony holding him close as his laughter died down and his breathing returned to normal. Jethro's heart soared watching the pure joy radiating from Tony. He was so glad they were able to repair their relationship and make it even stronger. He had to tell Tony again that he didn't have to worry about him going after Senior, but right now he just wanted to kiss him, so he did.
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Tony lay comfortably in Jethro's arms as he calmed down from Jethro's tickle attack. This wasn't the first time Jethro had done that since they had been together, but it had been awhile and he had missed it. His breathing was slowly returning to normal when he noticed the fond smile on Jethro's face morph into something else. He only had a few seconds to register the intensity before Jethro leaned down and captured his lips in a deep kiss.
Tony quickly melted into the kiss as his arms came up around Jethro, pulling him close. He didn't know how long they kissed, but he knew it wasn't as long as it could have been because he had not completely caught his breath before Jethro had dived in. Tony sighed deeply as Jethro nibbled along his jaw line. Jethro kissed along his cheek before reaching his ear and whispering into it, "Tony, open your eyes and look at me."
Tony's eyes came open to find Jethro watching him intensely. This wasn't a passionate look though, Jethro had something else on his mind now. Tony settled back to find out what Jethro wanted, he didn't have long to wait.
"Tony, I promise you I won't do anything to Senior." Tony's eyebrows went up in surprise, he didn't think Jethro had picked up on that part, he had tried to hide that. "I will never do anything to jeopardize our life together. I know he is not worth it and I don't want you to worry about me going after him."
Tony studied Jethro's face and locked his green eyes with Jethro's intense blue gaze. He saw the truth of Jethro's words in those eyes and finally relaxed an anxiety he didn't realize was wound so tight. He had always thought Jethro would eventually make a run at Senior and he tried to be prepared to head his father off when he came back at Jethro, but he finally believed Jethro would let it go, for them. He felt a big smile splitting his own face and was very happy to see an answering smile on Jethro's.
Both men were relieved they had swept away a source of trouble and stress that had unknowingly plagued them since Senior blew into their lives two years ago. The old bastard would no longer come between them, he knew Jethro had his six.
Tony reached up and pulled Jethro down for a deep kiss that sparked their passion. Tony grabbed Jethro and reversed their positions, putting him on top and Jethro flat on his back below him. After a quick glance at the grandfather clock to see they still had plenty of time before the delivery was due, Tony went to work.
Tony retrieved the tube of lube that Jethro had tossed near their heads earlier and quickly worked Jethro open. Tony lubed up his own erection and guided it into Jethro with one hand while the other hand gripped Jethro's hip. Both men moaned loudly as Tony slid all the way in. He gave Jethro a few seconds to adjust to his girth before he started a punishing pace, thrusting deeply inside Jethro.
Tony wrapped the hand that already had lube on it around Jethro's cock as he started to bring them both to completion. Jethro was moaning and thrusting into Tony's hand and then pushing down to impale himself on Tony's cock. Tony was awash in sensation as he felt Jethro's inner muscles clench and un-clench around him while watching Jethro's erection twitch in his hand. The feel of the velvety steel shaft pulsing was pushing him closer and one swipe of his thumb over the head, smearing the come leaking from the tip, sent Jethro over the edge and he followed close behind.
Tony milked Jethro's cock with his hand and watched mesmerized, as streams of come painted themselves all over Jethro's stomach and chest. Jethro was moaning through his ecstasy and taking Tony's breath away as his body milked Tony of his orgasm. Tony's breathing settled down and he ran his fingers through the puddles of come on Jethro's chest, gathering some on them before smearing it on Jethro's lips.
Jethro moaned and his tongue came out to lick his own come off his lips before sucking Tony's fingers into his mouth and cleaning them thoroughly. His eyes were locked on Tony as he did this and he moaned again when Tony's cock twitched inside of him at his actions. Tony took a few deep breaths to calm himself, before gently extracting himself from Jethro's body, causing the other man to groan in protest.
Tony chuckled as he leaned forward and licked the last trace of come from Jethro's lips before kissing him deeply to make sure there was none left to be found inside his mouth. Jethro sighed when their lips parted and Tony chuckled again before leaning over and whispering into Jethro's ear, "You're mine, Marine!" and leaned back to see what effect those words would have.
A brilliant smile broke out on Jethro's face and he reached up to cup Tony's face before replying, "Yours Tony, always yours."
Tony had a matching brilliant smile as his hand closed around Jethro's wrist and brought the hand around so Tony could place a gentle kiss in the palm as he replied, "I know." He nuzzled his face into Jethro's palm before saying, "We should go get cleaned up. I want to look around a little before the delivery gets here."
Jethro nodded his head in agreement as Tony climbed out of the bed and reached his hand down to assist Jethro in getting up. When both men were standing, they both looked back to see what damage there was to the sheets. Both men were surprised to see most of the pillows on the floor and the comforter halfway off of the bed and the sheets would definitely need to be replaced.
"Wow! My Marine sure knows how to tear up the sheets!" Tony commented.
Jethro snorted out a laugh and swatted Tony's ass playfully before grabbing his hand and leading him over to one of the doors on the right side of the room. Jethro was actually quite pleased with the state of the bed, it spoke to the intense passion they had for one another that they didn't even realize the mess they were making.
As much as the state of their bed pleased him, Jethro could not wait to see Tony's reaction to their bathroom. He pulled the younger man over and placed him in front of the door. He sent a mischievous smile at Tony before opening the door with a flourish and stepping back to watch Tony.
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Gibbs wasn't disappointed, Tony's reaction was just as good as when he saw the master bedroom when they came in. Tony stood rooted to the spot as he took in everything. The room was huge, about half the size of the attached bedroom and all done in blue Italian marble.
The commode was off to their right in an alcove by itself. Directly in front of them was one of the 2 large pedestal sinks in the room. The other one was on the other side of the large window centered on the back wall. In front of that window stood a large, upright stove that was original to the house and still worked. The far side of the bathroom had a walk-in shower, with over a dozen shower heads, that stretched along the entire side of the room. Next to them, behind the wall that held the fireplace in the bedroom was a deep tub, that looked like it could hold a half dozen people, on a raised dais. The blue marble had white throughout it that looked like wispy clouds. The ceiling was white with ornate, hand-carved moulding that went around the whole room.
Jethro quirked a smile as he took in Tony's dazed countenance. He clearly, also didn't expect to see something like this in Stillwater. He moved closer and leaned in to kiss Tony's cheek while encircling his waist with his left arm and caressing Tony's ass.
Jethro whispered in his ear, "Close your mouth, you're catching flies,"
Tony's jaw closed with a snap as Jethro snickered and Tony turned his head to face the other man with a crooked smile on his face. "Whatever, smartass!" he exclaimed. "How many more surprises do you have for me in this house?" Tony asked with his head cocked to the side.
"A few more." Jethro replied mysteriously as he leaned in for a soft kiss. "Let's get cleaned up and I'll show you." Jethro finished while turning, lightly tapping Tony's ass with his hand that had been caressing it.
Jethro pulled away and retrieved big fluffy towels from the linen closet next to the commode alcove and pulled Tony over to the shower.
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After a thorough cleaning, and a bit of groping and kissing, the two men were finally clean and dry and finishing up getting dressed in the bedroom. Jethro was sitting in one of the chairs putting on his shoes again when Tony asked him, "Which of these other two doors is the closet?"
Jethro looked up and indicated the door closer to where Tony was standing with his head as he said, "Check it out, light switch is right inside the door."
Tony smiled and pulled the door open next to the clock and stepped inside while simultaneously flipping on the switch. Jethro leaned back in the chair and smiled when he heard Tony's muffled voice exclaiming, "Oh. My. GOD!"
Jethro's smile grew bigger as he tracked Tony by listening to his muffled voice as he moved through the adjoining room, hearing comments of, "This is…Is that?" and "Holy crap! That's electric too! All my suits would fit one rack in here!" until the other door, closest to where Jethro was sitting, flew open and Tony excitedly rushed out and pulled a laughing Jethro up from the chair and pulled him into the huge walk-in closet that was also a dressing room.
Tony pulled him over to the shoe rack on the back wall that was smoothly revolving like a tall, flat Ferris wheel, turning over the stock of shoes that were stored in it. Tony hit the button on the wall next to the rack and it slid quietly to a stop, again flush with the wall. Tony then pulled him along to the clothes rack to the left that was also slowly revolving. Tony hit another button and this too, quietly came to a stop. The clothes rack's twin, on the other side of the shoe rack, was not moving, Tony must have started and stopped that one before coming out to pull Jethro inside.
Jethro watched his lover with a fond smile on his face as Tony practically danced around the large room, opening drawers, running his hand over the suits hung in both revolving clothes racks and turning the revolving shoe rack on and off at least four times. The entire room was done in cedar wood, floor, walls, ceiling, everything. Every drawer, every drawer pull, even the doors and door handles were cedar. The room was one big moth repellant, and it did its job well. Zach Fielding had been gone over twenty years, but his suits were in pristine condition, as if he had just worn them yesterday.
Jethro smiled as he watched Tony excitedly showing him everything he already knew was there. He had known that this room, in particular, would thrill his love. Tony was nothing, if not finicky about his clothes. This room was the holy grail for a wardrobe aficionado like Tony and Jethro was glad such a small effort on his part could make Tony so happy. He smiled to himself when he thought of all the other closets, maybe not as big but just as spectacular, that Tony would be exploring in the rest of the house along with the other bedrooms and everything else the home had to offer.
Jethro was pulled out of his musings when Tony walked up to him and pulled him close in a tight hug, Tony's enthusiasm making his body thrum. Jethro could actually feel the waves of electricity coming from Tony and basked in the pleasure sparkling in Tony's eyes. He knew Tony's excitement would only increase as he unveiled each new wonder the house was currently hiding, and he thought now was a good time to start showing the younger man some of them.
"C'mon smiley, let's start the laundry and I'll show you around." Jethro said as he placed a kiss on Tony's cheek.
Tony's natural curiosity was running at full-tilt and he readily agreed. The two men quickly stripped the bed of the soiled linens and they grabbed the towels from the bathroom they had used, then Tony followed Jethro out into the hall and about half-way down. Jethro stopped by a pair of double doors that looked like a linen closet to Tony, so he was surprised again when Jethro pulled the doors open to reveal a laundry room with two washers and two dryers, a folding table and clothes racks with wheels and shelves that could ferry freshly laundered clothes back to the bedrooms.
"Man, this place is like a hotel!" Tony commented as Jethro started loading one of the washers.
"I'm sure you've heard it a few times since yesterday, Zach liked his comforts." Jethro replied as he finished loading both of the washers with the bed linens and towels they had brought.
"I'll say he did!" Tony replied with a wide smile as he leaned back on the folding table with his arms supporting him and his legs crossed at the ankle, presenting a relaxed, contented picture. "The man sure knew how to live." Tony added.
"I usually don't care for all the extras, but as extravagant as Zach could be, he was also practical." Jethro told him as he leaned next to him in almost the same posture. "He liked things neat and tidy and most of his luxuries were geared towards that aim. His closet was the largest, but all of the bedrooms have a similar set-up. All the closets are cedar and they all have smaller versions of the mechanical shoe and clothes storage in the main bedroom."
"No way!" Tony exclaimed, getting excited all over again. "I thought that was a master bedroom perk!"
"Nope. They all have similar systems, but the master bedroom is the biggest and the one we'll be using when we stay here." Jethro informed him.
Tony had stood up straight and now furrowed his brows as a thought crossed his mind. Jethro saw his change in demeanor and asked, "What's wrong, Tony?"
"It's just…" Tony ran his hand through his hair in a nervous gesture before continuing. "The closet is wonderful, don't get me wrong, but…" Tony hesitated before asking cautiously, "are there clothes in all of them?"
"Not that Zach didn't have great taste! I mean, I saw Armani's and Zegna's and Canali's in there and Gucci accessories and it's all great, but…" Tony hesitated before finishing in a rush, "but it's a little strange they're all still here! Didn't William want any of it?" he asked with a puzzled expression. "Are Mary's clothes preserved in another closet? What about William? Is there a closet with his kid clothes in it?"
Jethro just blinked as he processed Tony's words. He had never really thought about it. Tony, mistaking his silence for disapproval, started to backpedal.
"It's really no big deal! I just would have thought they would be parceled out amongst the family or donated. Although, I'm not sure which charity would know what to do with clothes like that." Tony mused. "I wonder if there is a high-end Goodwill that millionaires frequent."
Jethro pulled himself out of his thoughts as Tony started to ramble about a millionaire Goodwill and he stepped over and placed his hands on Tony's arms, stilling Tony immediately. "All the other closets are empty." He informed him and felt Tony slump with relief at that news. "Zach left the clothes to me, we wore the same size. William was too small and had everything he needed and since I have no use for them, I just left them here."
Tony eyed him with one eyebrow raised as visions of Jethro dressed to the nines in a black Armani and blue silk tie ran through his mind. Jethro, always knowing where his mind went, huffed out a breath and quirked a smile as he reached up and lightly tapped the back of Tony's head.
"Be good and maybe I'll try on some of those suits for you." He told Tony with a crooked smile.
Tony's expression turned lascivious as he replied, waggling his eyebrows, "I was actually thinking about taking the suits off of you!"
Jethro barked out a laugh and pulled Tony close for a quick kiss before taking his hand and leading him back into the hall. They walked back towards the stairs, but Jethro stopped at another closed door at the top of the landing. Tony noticed a small brass panel next to the door with a lighted button on it, just like a doorbell, but he couldn't figure out what it was doing up here. Jethro opened the door and ushered Tony inside.
Tony thought they were in another well-appointed closet, complete with a small table and green, plush upholstered Queen Ann chair, before he turned around and saw the panel next to the door Jethro closed behind them. He then realized they were standing in an elevator! Jethro pushed a button and Tony felt the car descend to the first floor. Jethro didn't say a word as the vehicle moved silently downward, he just looked at Tony with a smug smile. He opened the door again when it dinged that they had arrived and placed a hand on the small of Tony's back to escort him out of the elevator.
Tony found himself standing in the foyer by the front door, next to the grandfather clock. Tony had a bemused smile on his face as he shook his head and chuckled at Jethro's theatrics.
"I should have known." Tony said. "Nothing but the best for Zach."
Jethro shrugged as he replied, "It was actually installed for Mary. She was pregnant when they were building and he didn't want her on the stairs."
"So, this elevator is a hundred years old?" Tony asked, looking perturbed. "You should have told me, I would have taken the stairs!"
Jethro laughed and pulled his pouting lover into his arms and kissed his neck. "Don't worry. All the mechanics were completely replaced in the seventies and it's serviced every six months. They've never had a problem with it. It's an original Otis elevator and one of the first ever installed in a private residence, it's very reliable and safe." Jethro reassured his fiancé.
Tony huffed out a breath and pulled back with a puzzled expression, "How did you know it was on the second floor? I don't remember seeing you hit that button when we went upstairs."
"Jackson was here a few weeks ago and he always forgets to call it down when he walks back downstairs." Jethro replied smugly.
Tony shook his head at the simplicity of the logic, he should have thought of it himself.
Jethro pulled back and grabbed Tony's hand leading him through the rest of the house for a tour. Tony was impressed with the large rooms, tastefully decorated and awash with antiques. He was particularly interested in the mahogany paneled library that had also served as Zach's office. Several high-backed leather reading chairs and a very comfortable looking soft leather couch were placed around the room. An impressive Brazilian cherry desk stood in front of the large window and a deep, stone fireplace completed the cozy atmosphere of the room. Tony looked around with a satisfied nod. Family portraits and pleasant painted landscapes were scattered around the room and all the books appeared to have been read.
So unlike the impersonal, cold study his father used to terrorize him in when he was a child. He knew the books on those shelves had never been cracked open and he had paid dearly for presuming to think he was welcome to read the pristine volumes his father had kept around to impress visitors. He winced at the memory, that had been painful, in many ways.
He banished thoughts of his less-than-ideal childhood when Jethro's arms came around his waist, pulling him tightly back against Jethro's chest. "He can't hurt you anymore." Jethro whispered into his ear and Tony chuckled at Jethro correctly sussing out where his mind had wandered.
He snuggled into Jethro's embrace, feeling very loved and very wanted. He sighed contentedly and replied, "I know." Jethro squeezed him once more and kissed Tony's temple before releasing him and pulling him from the room and towards the back of the house.
"Last big reveal on this floor." Jethro explained as he led Tony though a swinging door.
They emerged into an expansive, well-appointed bright kitchen that, despite it's size, was also someplace Tony would describe as cozy. The walls were painted in a pale lemon yellow that bounced the light streaming in from the wall of windows on the rear of the house around, warming up the room. The appliances were state of the art, but looked original to the house. Tony had seen retro looking appliances like these before on some of the home renovation shows he was secretly addicted to. Those shows spoke to his natural curiosity, he loved to know how something worked, and they usually showed the process from start to finish.
He walked over to the refrigerator, that had the appearance of an old-fashioned icebox sitting about a foot off the floor on four sturdy, yet ornate legs and pulled the doors open. His observations were proved correct when light spilled out of the very modern looking fridge to reveal an interior right out of a cooking show. The freezer even had a double icemaker, probably for parties. He closed the doors and then ran his hand over the six-burner gas stove. The only thing missing was a microwave and dishwasher.
Jethro stood back and watched Tony, he loved seeing the wheels turn in that gorgeous head. Tony turned in a circle twice, looking at all the cabinets before striding over and pulling two open: One over the stove and the other next to the sink. The one over the stove revealed a microwave and the one next to the sink, a dishwasher. Tony turned around with a big smile on his face and Jethro clapped while Tony took a bow.
"Thank you, thank you, it's a gift." Tony said as he was taking his bow.
Jethro shook his head and smiled back fondly, replying, "I knew you would figure it out, not much gets past you."
Tony smiled cheekily and turned back around to close the cabinets and take in the rest of the room. A breakfast alcove was over to the left with a sunny yellow and gold Tiffany hanging lamp over the table. Tony smiled to himself, imagining the many happy gatherings that must have taken place here. For all their troubled history, he had a feeling that the Fieldings, and later the Fielding/Gibbs' were a very happy family, and he was now included in that group, which made him extremely happy.
Tony looked around and located the perfect spot for the television on the counter just next to the alcove. It would be seen to anyone sitting at the table and by him as he prepared food on the island counter. Satisfied with his placement choice, he turned back to find Jethro leaning against the counter, just inside the door with his legs crossed at the ankle and his arms crossed over his chest, contemplating him with a fond look on his face.
Jethro's look sent all kinds of warmth flooding to every part of his body, so he sauntered over and wrapped his body around Jethro's. He ran his hands up and down Jethro's back and nuzzled his neck before nibbling his way to that sensuous mouth and kissing his way inside of it. Jethro's hands gripped Tony's hips as he moaned into the kiss. Tony ground his groin against Jethro's, earning another deep moan. Tony smiled into the kiss and sucked Jethro's bottom lip into his mouth before pulling away and whispering, "Can't now, delivery guy will be here any minute."
Jethro groaned again, but reluctantly released his hold on Tony saying, "Okay, but we're staying here tonight. I plan on being very noisy and I don't want a repeat of yesterday with my dad!"
Tony laughed and said, "Deal, but we have to go get some groceries after the delivery guy leaves, there's not even a stray piece of celery here. Do you know any good grocers around here?" Tony asked while tilting his head sideways with a questioning look on his face.
Jethro reached back and smacked Tony's ass and said, "Yeah, and so do you." as the front doorbell rang.
Tony laughed and danced away from him as he raced out of the room to answer the door. Jethro shook his head, smiling, as he followed at a more leisurely pace.
Jethro entered the foyer as the driver was leaning a large box, obviously the largest TV, against the wall. His back was to Jethro and he didn't see him enter as he asked Tony, in a flirtatious voice, "You sure you don't need any help unpacking this? I've been told I'm really good with my hands."
Tony smiled when he saw Jethro quirk an eyebrow, waiting for Tony's response. The delivery driver took that as an invitation and took a step closer to Tony and then stopped abruptly when he heard a low growling sound coming from behind him. He turned slowly and blanched at the look he was getting from the man he had failed to see upon entering.
Jethro asked Tony, without taking his eyes off the delivery driver, "Got all the packages?"
"Yup." Tony replied.
"Everything signed?" Jethro asked while holding out his hand to take the clipboard Tony had.
"Yup." Tony replied as he handed Jethro the clipboard, trying very hard not to laugh at the terror rolling off "Chad". He could understand it though, Jethro looked like he was going to beat "Chad" to death with it.
"Good." Jethro said, still pinning "Chad" to the floor with his glare. Jethro smoothly moved over to his left and flung the clipboard out the door like a Frisbee, landing it near the back of the delivery truck. Jethro pointed out the door and "Chad" finally snapped out of it and sprinted out the door, the two-wheeler he used to move the packages clanging down the steps behind him as he made his escape.
He threw the two-wheeler into the back of the delivery truck, scooped up the clipboard and hopped into the truck, taking off before the door on the vehicle was actually closed, gravel flying as he made his getaway.
Jethro said quietly, "Have a nice day." as he gently closed the front door.
That was it, Tony lost it, laughing so hard he had to sit on one of the couches by the front door to catch his breath. Jethro smiled at the display and sat next to Tony on the couch.
Tony was still chuckling as he lay his head on Jethro's shoulder and said, "My hero! I'm afraid you're a little late to defend my virtue though."
Jethro huffed out a laugh as he responded with, "That's okay, as long as your 'virtue' belongs to me!"
"Oh, it does." Tony quietly responded as he affectionately kissed Jethro's cheek. He gave Jethro's arm a squeeze before standing up, bringing Jethro up with him.
"C'mon Sir Lancelot, we have shopping to do! Let's invite Jackson over for dinner?" Tony asked.
"Was planning to." Jethro smirked back at him.
Tony smiled and skipped out the door while Jethro turned off the lights in the foyer and locked up. He was shaking his head with a fond smile on his face as he climbed into the car and they took off for the town.
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TBC….