Chapter 22
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. I'd like to apologize to anyone who may have been offended at the mild BDSM at the end of the last chapter. I did not warn you to skip it if that was not your thing, my bad. I hope I did not ruin the story for you and you can continue to read, if not, I understand. Okay, enough groveling, back to the story - Enjoy! ;-)
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Tony smirked into his coffee cup the next morning as he watched Jethro moving gingerly around the kitchen. While Tony's ass was still a little tender from Jethro's marathon a few nights ago, Jethro's spanking was fresh and he would feel it for at least another day.
The best part though?
Every time Jethro winced as he moved, he followed it up with a contented smile. Like Tony, he was happy to wear the marks and have a physical reminder of their lovemaking. Plus, it gave Tony satisfaction to know that he had been the one to do that to Leroy Jethro Gibbs. Proof positive that Jethro was his and his alone. Tony shrugged to himself. It was a guy thing.
"So, what's up for today?" Tony asked when Jethro had eased himself down across from him in the breakfast alcove.
"There's a store about an hour from here where I get some exotic wood, thought we could go check it out and then have lunch before checking out another store I've seen in Bellamy. I think you might like it." Jethro responded while looking down into his plate.
He looked up to find Tony again smirking at him and rolled his eyes as he said, "Yeah I said 'exotic wood', you know what I meant!"
Tony chuckled as he replied, "Yeah I did, but it was fun hearing you say it!"
"What are you, eight?" Jethro teased him.
'Hey! I'm at least ten and don't you forget it!" Tony replied in mock indignation with a smile.
"So, what's this other store you want to look at? Because as much as I enjoy your 'exotic wood', doesn't really sound like a blast to me." Tony asked as he finished up his breakfast.
"You're the one who always tells me that the smell of sawdust turns you on. This might become a new fetish for you, hanging around lumber yards and woodworking shows in a long trench coat." Jethro laughed at the shocked look on Tony's face.
"Wow. I forgot about that sense of humor you have. It's good to hear it again." Tony replied with a fond smile. "But, you still didn't answer my question, what's the other store you want to check out?"
Jethro smiled his crooked smile and replied enigmatically, "You'll see, it's a surprise. Are you almost done?"
"Okay, but if it's an Old Spice store, I may have to break out the trench coat!" Tony warned with a smile as he got up to take care of his breakfast dishes.
Jethro barked out a laugh and rose himself to clean up his dishes, bumping Tony with his hip affectionately at the sink as they quickly took care of everything. After a quick tour around the house to make sure everything was secure, both men got the car out, re-secured the barn and drove off.
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Jethro was rounding the last curve of the driveway, before getting to the main road when both men spotted a car screeching to a halt and then tearing up Sarah's driveway at a high rate of speed. Tony and Jethro looked at each other and then without a single word, checked their weapons as Jethro accelerated and crossed the road to follow the car up to the house.
When they arrived, they observed Emily Rathburn pounding on the door yelling "You open this door right now! I know you're in there, you can't hide from me!"
Jethro and Tony traded worried glances as they exited their car. Emily was so intent on her mission, she had not heard them drive up. Neither man pulled a weapon, but Tony made sure he could get to his fast. They had both discussed Emily's little obsession with Jackson last night and they were all in agreement that she might pose a threat if she was not stable.
"Mrs. Rathburn?" Jethro called when he was about four feet from her. Tony had moved to flank her on the other side and when she whirled around she was faced with two tall men penning her in by the door.
"Leroy! Where have you been? Is this your young man? He's quite a looker. Now I want you to tell your father to open this door right now! We have a lot to talk about!" Emily had been shocked to find Leroy and Tony right behind her, she didn't even hear their car. She had not been sleeping very well the past few days, it must be catching up with her.
Jethro and Tony exchanged glances and information with one look. Emily Rathburn seemed to be holding on by a thread. She was uncharacteristically disheveled and had a wild look in her eyes, maybe caused by fatigue. Jethro wondered if she was taking any medication that she had forgotten to take as he moved a little closer, Tony mirroring his moves.
"He's not in there Mrs. Rathburn. He and Sarah are out of town right now. Why don't you let me and Tony take you back home so you can get some rest?" Jethro told her in a soothing voice.
"Where did they go? I thought they were spending time with you boys! Did Jackson lie to me!?" Emily burst out, getting more agitated than she already was.
"No ma'am, my father didn't lie. They were with us, but Tony and I wanted a little 'alone time' if you know what I mean, and they left to give us some privacy." Jethro replied with a calm voice and a soft smile.
Both Jethro and Tony reached Emily at the same time and Jethro placed an arm around her, gently pulling her to him as Tony caressed her back comfortingly as he said, "It's nice to meet you Mrs. Rathburn, I'm Tony." smiling at her with one of his most charming smiles. This woman was on the edge, they had to tread lightly.
Emily seemed to deflate when Jethro hugged her to him and she realized just how tired she really was. She managed to say, "What a handsome young man Leroy…Oh, I'm so tired, I don't know if I can drive back home."
Jethro steered her back to the passenger side of her car and helped her in, saying, "Don't you worry about that Mrs. Rathburn, me and Tony will make sure you get back home safe."
Jethro closed her door and said, "Follow me in our car. I'll call her daughter when we get there."
Tony nodded once and walked around to get into their car after pecking Jethro on the cheek. They both maneuvered the cars around and headed back into town to deliver Emily Rathburn home and get her some help.
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Tony followed Jethro closely, not knowing where they were going, he didn't want to get lost. They skirted the main part of town and drove a good ten minutes past it in the other direction from where they started. Jethro turned into a tree-lined street with pleasant little houses not far apart from one another. Jethro drove about halfway down the street and pulled into the driveway of a charming cape cod style house on the right. Tony pulled into the driveway right behind him and parked just beyond the back door.
Jethro was already out of the car and helping Emily to stand when Tony walked up to them.
"Tony, will you park her car in the garage and make sure you grab her purse and car keys before coming in?" Jethro asked as he steered Emily to the kitchen door.
"Sure Jethro." Tony automatically answered as he jogged around her car and hit the garage door opener so he could pull the vehicle into the detached garage. Tony shut her car off and grabbed her keys and the garage remote. After locating her purse and grabbing the Tupperware containers in the back seat, Tony made sure the car was secure and closed the garage before heading into the kitchen.
"Whoa." Tony said as he came to a stop just inside the kitchen door. Every available surface was piled with Tupperware containers filled with food. The kitchen smelled delicious. Tony detected the aromas of several entrees and desserts wafting on the air and surmised Emily must have been cooking non-stop for a few days. Tony stacked the Tupperware he had just brought in from the car on the nearest pile as Jethro came back into the kitchen.
Jethro stopped and placed his hands on his hips as he looked around the room, shaking his head. "I sure hope she has a freezer in the basement." He commented as he strode across the room and grabbed the cordless phone from its cradle on the wall. Jethro scrolled through the phone and then punched a button to connect. Tony leaned back against the counter to listen to the call.
"Carol? It's Jethro Gibbs. Are you able to come over to your mom's house right away? She really needs you. I'll explain that all when you get here. Okay, see you soon." Jethro hung up the phone and cast a glance around the kitchen, before saying, "Let's sort these out while we wait. Put all the desserts on the island, the entrees over on this counter and the sides on that one." Jethro directed as he grabbed some containers and cracked the lid to see what was in it.
"How is she?" Tony asked as he started looking through the containers near him and placing them in the directed places.
"She was asleep before she completely lay down on the bed. She must have been running on fumes." Jethro told him as he methodically worked his way through the containers where he was standing.
Twenty minutes later they were finished sorting and stood at the counter sipping coffee that Tony had made when the back door opened and Emily's daughter rushed in.
"Where is she?" Carol Martin frantically asked Jethro as he stepped forward to grab her hands.
"She's sleeping. I think she just needed rest. Is there any medication she's on?" Jethro asked her in a soothing voice.
"Ah, she only takes cholesterol medication. What happened to her?" Carol seems soothed by Jethro's calmness and takes a look around the kitchen. "What happened here? Jethro, what's going on?" Carol seems confused and looks like she might be winding herself up again before Jethro cuts in and takes control once more.
"Why don't we check to make sure she's still sleeping and Tony can fix you a coffee and we can talk?" Tony nodded when Jethro made eye contact and started fixing a cup for Carol while she and Jethro went to check on Emily.
A few minutes later they were all sitting in the dining room with their coffee and a much calmer Carol.
Carol, taking a deep breath, asks, "Okay, what's going on Jethro and who is this?" as she finally registers Tony's presence.
"Carol Martin, this is my partner, Tony DiNozzo. Tony this is Carol, Emily's daughter." Jethro told her.
Tony smiled gently at Carol as he said, "Nice to meet you Carol."
Carol smiled back at him flirtatiously before turning her attention back to Jethro. Tony's eyebrows went up as he shared a glance with Jethro, but Jethro just smirked back at him, telling him silently that he would take care of it, which he did with his next statement.
"Tony and I just recently got engaged and we came up to tell my father and Sarah and kind of got pulled into all of this." Jethro informed her.
"Oh." Carol quietly replied, digesting the information that Tony and Jethro were romantic partners. "Wait, did you say Sarah? Sarah Colfax?" She asked.
When Jethro nodded yes, she asked, "Why would you have to tell Sarah Colfax about you and Tony?"
"Well, Sarah and Jackson have been dating for quite a while and its really gotten serious, they're a couple." Jethro told her.
"Oh boy, now I know what happened." Carol huffed out a breath before continuing. "My mother had her sights set on your dad. She told me a few months ago she was really stepping up her campaign, but I don't know what caused her to go on this cooking spree! Maybe she was using it as a stress reliever again. She did that when my father was sick and right after he died." Carol mused before asking, "How long have they been dating?"
"Almost a year off and on, but really serious for the last four months. They wanted to tell us first, but I was injured at work and this is the first time we could both be up here." Jethro told her.
Carol nodded as she stared into her coffee, not commenting as Jethro continued.
"Carol, your mom is a little too focused on my dad. I've heard from several people that she's been sitting outside his house at all times of the day and night and today we found her at Sarah's house." Jethro let that information sink in before he went on. "She was pounding on Sarah's door and demanding to be let in. They were not there and have not even been in town for a few days. Carol, I know your dad has been gone for some time, has your mom ever focused on someone else like this since he's been gone?" Jethro quietly asked her.
Carol responded in a small voice, but she did not raise her eyes from her coffee cup. "A couple years after dad died, she kind of fixated on Dr. Marbury. I was still in college and I didn't get back here very often, but a few of her friends told me she got pretty obsessed with him until he finally couldn't take anymore and moved away." Tony and Jethro traded concerned glances, disturbed that Emily had chased the town doctor away with her obsession.
"I thought she was doing okay!" Carol raised her head and both men saw tears in her eyes. "She's dated a little, but she never went overboard with anyone like she did with Dr. Marbury, until now." Carol went back to staring at her coffee and again went silent.
Tony noted that Jethro's face had a determined look on it as he continued. "This is not gonna continue, Carol. I always liked your mom, but she's not going to harass my father and Sarah! Now it sounds like she has some issues that she needs to work on. I'm fine with her staying here and working on that as long as she stays away from Jackson and Sarah, but if she gets out of control again, I will make sure she's admitted to a facility that treats these problems!" Carol's head snapped up and she might have initially wanted to argue that point, but the look on Jethro's face quickly changed her mind and she closed her mouth without saying anything.
"I don't want to scare you, but I've dealt with obsessions before in my line of work and I know how quickly they can escalate. I will not let that happen here." Jethro told her sternly. "Do we understand each other?" He asked.
"Yes." She sighed. " I think, maybe, it would be a better idea to actually find a place where she could stay for treatment." Carol admitted. "I'm not able to check on her as often as I'd like and I'm worried about her being alone." Carol gave a worried glance into the kitchen and at all the food containers stacked up there.
"Do you have somewhere to store the food?" Tony gently asked her. "Her freezers and fridge are full."
"I have a chest freezer that doesn't have much in it right now, that should hold a lot of it. The rest I can donate to the church shelter." Carol told him wearily.
Tony nodded before asking, "Do you have someone to help you? Jethro and I could help if there's no one else around." Tony offered, earning a proud look from Jethro that Tony did not see.
"Thanks, but I have a few friends who can help here and my son can transport the food when he gets done with school today. I'm going to call around and see if I can get her in somewhere close before she wakes up. It'll be easier if I already have a plan in place. Carol replied.
Tony nodded and looked over at Jethro to see if he had something more to add.
Jethro reached over and took one of Carol's hands into both of his own as he said, "I know this is difficult Carol, but you're doing the right thing by taking care of it now. If you need anything or just want to talk, Tony and I will be here for another week, just call." Jethro told her before sliding one of his cards over to her.
Carol covered the card with one of her hands and smiled ruefully. "Thanks Jethro. You've been pretty generous about all this. I know you could have called the police about what my mother was doing, I'm grateful you didn't. Could you please tell Jackson and Sarah how sorry I am about all this? She asked him with pleading eyes.
"I will. Let me know how your mom is doing." Jethro replied as he got up to leave, Tony following suit.
Tony took their cups out to the sink as Jethro and Carol walked to the door. Tony snapped his fingers and dug in his jeans for Emily's car keys, handing them over as he said, "The car and garage are all locked up. Your mom's purse is on the chair in the living room, the garage door opener is on top of it."
Carol smiled weakly as she replied, "Thank you. Thank you both for all you've done."
Carol sniffed as Jethro hugged her before stepping outside with Tony.
"Good luck, Carol." Jethro told her as Tony got in the passenger side of their car.
Carol just nodded her head as he got in their car. Jethro started it and backed around so he could drive out, both men waving as they drove out.
"Think they'll be okay?" Tony asked as he watched Carol's forlorn figure shrink in the mirror as they drove away.
"We'll see." Jethro replied with a grim expression as he took off down the road.
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Instead of heading out of town, like they had planned, Jethro went straight to the store in town and parked in the alley behind. Letting themselves in the back, they silently made their way to the front of the store. David was just finishing up with a customer and escorting her out when he caught sight of the two men walking from the back.
"You have a nice day Mrs. Williams and thanks for stopping by!" David told the woman leaving before he turned to speak to Jethro and Tony.
"Hello! How is your time off?" He asked with a smile.
"Not bad David. I have a few questions about Mrs. Rathburn though." Jethro asked the younger man.
David sighed as he answered, "Has she gotten worse? My father told me about Dr. Marbury last night. Boy, I hope she's not gone that far!" David told them with a frown.
"Have you talked to anyone else about this?" Jethro asked sharply.
"No sir, just my dad. I didn't think it would be nice to spread stories like that. She sounds like she might need some help. He won't say anything either." David replied.
"Good man." Jethro said as he clapped the younger man on the shoulder. "Did she only come by yesterday morning?" he asked.
"Oh, no. I must have seen her car stop across the street at least a dozen times yesterday, but she didn't come back in the store. I've seen her a few times today too." David told him.
Jethro huffed out a sigh and exchanged a grave look with Tony that Tony returned. "Okay David. Her daughter Carol is aware of what's going on and she's going to get her some help. Tony and I are heading up to Bellamy today, but we'll be back tonight if you need anything."
"No problem, Mr. Gibbs. Everything is under control here." David told him brightly, moving back behind the counter.
Tony, after hearing that they were still going on their day trip, had moved around the store picking out snacks and drinks for them and laid them all on the counter to pay. After ringing up and bagging their purchases, David wished them both a safe trip and they left from the back door they had come in from a few minutes earlier, advising David to call them if Emily came by again, since she was not supposed to for awhile.
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Jethro roared out of town and onto the highway in typical silence. Tony leaned back in his seat and watched the scenery flash by, opting to wait it out. He knew when Jethro was chewing something over in his head and no prodding from him was going to get it out any sooner than when Jethro decided to share.
About twenty minutes later, Tony heard an exasperated "Dammit!" and glanced over to see Jethro pound the steering wheel. Tony just raised his eyebrows in amusement and waited.
Sure enough, about a minute later, Jethro glanced at him and sheepishly said, "Sorry."
Tony smiled fondly as he said, 'You wanna talk now?"
Jethro huffed out a breath before starting to talk. "I remember Dr. Marbury leaving suddenly, but I never knew why. I was stationed at Camp Pendleton and I remember Shannon mentioning that he left and they were scrambling to find a new doctor in Stillwater. If she knew, she never told me."
"I'm sure you had other things on your mind, she probably didn't want to bother you with tidbits of gossip. I know I sure wouldn't have said anything!" Tony told him.
Jethro quirked a smile and asked, "No?"
Tony was relieved to see the smile. It was the first one he had seen since they left the house this morning. Flashing his own smile, he replied, "Oh hell no! You think I'd tell you all the office gossip when you were preparing to take down a scumbag?"
Jethro glanced over with a raised eyebrow and an amused look on his face, so Tony added, "Well, yeah, okay I would, but it never interfered with your ability to take down said scumbag! It was usually only to deflect you from ripping the Probie's head off anyway." Tony told him defensively.
Jethro snickered as he replied, "Yeah, but sometimes it was fun to rattle him."
"Rattle him?! I think he keeps a stash of underwear in his desk for when you 'rattle him'!" Tony teased.
Jethro's face took on an evil glint as he thought of McGee's 'deer in the headlights' look that he loved so well. He was looking forward to provoking that look in McGee at least once a day when they all returned.
Tony, seeing his look, commented, "Uh, oh! McGee's toast when we get back!"
Jethro just smirked at him and increased his speed. Tony chuckled and settled down in his seat, smiling as he thought of all the fun he was going to have letting Jethro terrorize McGee. His days of shielding the Probie were over, if he didn't have the guts to stand up to Jethro by now, he shouldn't be on the team.
Both men were smiling evilly as the car sped off down the highway.
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Tony trailed Jethro around Yoder's Woodworking World like a puppy. The smell of wood and sawdust alone had him keeping the brochure he picked up about woodworking kits in front of him, hiding the erection the sawdust smell caused. He had originally snagged the brochure to see if there was anything he could order for Jethro for Christmas, but its large size came in handy.
Jethro had again stopped at a display for some fine woodworking tools and Tony sighed inwardly. This place was like catnip to Jethro and pure torture for him. Tony scanned the crowd, seeing a mix of farmers and tradesmen and doubted they would appreciate him dropping to his knees to swallow Jethro's cock while he pleasured himself with his hand. He snickered at the thought that all the sawdust on the floor would soak up his come nicely without too much trouble when he noticed that Jethro was no longer standing in front of him.
He quickly looked around and saw Jethro at a stall two down from where he was standing and looked back over to see the vendor in front of him looking at him curiously. "Anything you were interested in seeing, young man?" The older gentlemen asked him politely.
Taking a quick look back to keep track of Jethro whereabouts, Tony asked the man. "The man with silver hair I was standing here with, was he really interested in anything in your display?"
"Well yes, he was son. He seemed to take a liking to this set right here." The older man showed him a nice set of fine woodworking tools and chisels, including a wood burner. Tony quickly glanced at the other merchandise the man offered and determined he was most likely being truthful. He hadn't been paying attention to what Jethro looked at, so the man could have easily steered him towards a bigger set that cost nearly three times what this one did.
Nodding his head, Tony replied, "Okay, I'll take it. Do you deliver?" After paying for his purchase and arranging to have it sent to Jackson's store the next day, happy that he could get something for Christmas that Jethro wanted, he made a quick call to David to tell him to watch out for the package and not to let Jethro see it. Tony then weaved through the vendors and found Jethro intently watching a demonstration on lacquer staining.
Tony silently moved up behind Jethro, taking his customary place on Jethro's six. Even though Jethro did not look at him, he knew Jethro knew he was there when the older man leaned back slightly into him, unconsciously seeking warmth and comfort from his mate. Tony leaned forward, seemingly to get a better look, but actually to get his own comfort from Jethro's shoulder resting on his chest. Their blissful contact was short-lived though. A few minutes after leaning forward, Tony could no longer stand the fumes coming from the demonstration and he stepped away quickly to catch his breath.
Tony walked about thirty feet away and leaned against a support beam in the store, taking deep breaths of cleaner air. He coughed a few times and again cursed his weakened lungs. Not that long ago, something like that would not affect him at all, now he had to skirt the other demonstrations in the store that involved staining or paints. He felt a hand squeezing his shoulder and looked up into Jethro's worried eyes.
"You okay?" Jethro asked him.
Tony smiled and replied, "Yeah, just gotta keep away from the strong smells, they really set me off."
Jethro's nearly panicked look eased off and he took his own deep breath as he calmed himself down. "I should have known better, I wasn't thinking. You wanna leave?" he asked.
"No! I'll just stay away from the smelly demonstrations! There's plenty more to see." Tony told him.
"Are you sure? We can go, I've already ordered that wood I came here to find, I don't need to see the rest of this stuff, your health is more important." Jethro told him.
Tony was just about to protest their leaving, when another bout of coughing overtook him and Jethro made the decision for them. Waiting until Tony could breathe again, he took Tony by the arm and quickly steered him out the door and towards their car. He walked slower after they had cleared the building and gave Tony ample time to catch his breath before they reached the car.
After getting Tony situated in the passenger seat, Jethro jogged around the car and got in. Tony had slumped back in the seat with his eyes closed, kicking himself for ruining something Jethro was obviously enjoying. He felt a light tap on his head and opened his eyes to find Jethro smirking at him fondly.
"You didn't ruin anything. I accomplished what I came here for, I was ready to leave." Jethro told him. "I just have to remember to be more careful. I got caught up in the technique the guy was showing and forgot about your lungs, won't happen again."
Tony smiled ruefully as he replied, "You shouldn't have to, if I had just not opened…"
Jethro cut him off with another, sharper tap to his head. "Don't say it! You could not have known, you did nothing wrong and we can't change it. I'm just grateful you're still here, bad lungs and all, wouldn't have it any other way!"
Tony huffed out a breath and said with a sheepish grin, "I know. I'm usually more careful too, but I just wanted to be near you, that sawdust smell was having quite an effect on me."
"Yeah, I know. Good thing you had that brochure!" Jethro teased him.
"You knew! Of course, you knew. You could have said something! I was having thoughts about the sawdust soaking up my come as I sucked you off, but I didn't think the farmers would appreciate that demonstration!" Tony playfully told him as he ran his hand up and down Jethro's thigh.
Jethro groaned at the images Tony's words had provoked and dropped his hand into Tony's lap, squeezing the erection that was blooming there again, making the younger man gasp.
"Maybe the farmers wouldn't like it, but I'd be on board!" Jethro growled.
Tony closed his eyes and squirmed in Jethro's grasp, letting out a contented, "Mmmm…"
Tony's eyes shot open as Jethro said, "Not here, buckle up!" before he latched his own seatbelt and brought the car roaring to life, squealing tires as he backed out of the spot and raced for the exit. Tony had barely clicked his own seatbelt in place before Jethro hit the road and took off, leaving Yoder's Woodworking World quickly behind.
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Tony was slightly disappointed as the signs for Bellamy started coming into view. He had been hoping for a little extracurricular activity with Jethro before they went to the other store, but he was still curious about what store Jethro thought he would like. So, when Jethro abruptly left the road and roared off down a dirt track, he was taken by surprise.
They traveled down the dirt road for mile or so, not seeing any other cars or houses, when Jethro braked suddenly and turned off the road and behind a copse of trees. They were in a small clearing, surrounded by a thick grove of trees when Jethro parked the car and turned it off before turning to Tony and in one motion, unclipped both their seatbelts and took Tony's mouth in a passionate kiss.
Tony moaned into the kiss and ran one hand through Jethro's hair and the other over Jethro's chest as Jethro claimed him. His recent bout of coughing had shrunk his lung capacity and he was just about to pull back when Jethro broke the kiss and started nibbling his way down Tony's throat. Tony leaned back with his eyes closed and reveled in their harmony. Jethro knew exactly what Tony needed, when he needed it. No one had ever connected to him on such a level.
Jethro quickly kissed his way down Tony's stomach, while his hands had been busy freeing Tony's hard cock. When he reached his prize, Jethro didn't hesitate, he took Tony's cock into his mouth as far as it would go and smiled as he heard and felt the gasps coming from above him. Jethro worked Tony's cock vigorously and soon felt Tony's balls tighten as he raced towards his release.
Jethro backed off and only had Tony's cock head in his mouth, teasing it with his tongue when he heard Tony cry out above him and Tony's creamy release filled his mouth. Jethro milked him dry, swallowing every drop that Tony gave him and then licked him clean before releasing Tony's cock with a gentle kiss.
Jethro sat up, a satisfied smirk on his face, licking his lips, as he took in Tony's relaxed state. Tony was laying back on the seat, boneless, his breathing coming back to normal and decidedly easier for him. His eyes were slits, but he was watching Jethro and he knew what Jethro had done. They had discovered during his recovery from the plague that the heavy breathing Tony did during sex was a better breathing treatment than anything else they tried, so Tony had spent many happy hours panting underneath Jethro as they strengthened his lungs. Jethro had used what was available to them and had quickly helped Tony recover from his breathing difficulties.
Tony started to lift his hand to touch Jethro, but Jethro grabbed it between his two hands and brought it to his lips for a soft kiss. He held Tony's hand to his chest with one hand while the other reached up to brush back some hair from his forehead. Jethro was wearing a fond smile as he watched his man recover.
Tony took a few deep breaths and opened his eyes fully, love shining out from them as he said in a deep voice, "I forgot about that quick fix! You always know what to do, don't you?" He asked while gazing into Jethro's calm blue eyes.
"With you, yeah. Feel better?" Jethro asked him as Tony moved to tuck himself back in to his jeans.
"Oh, I feel great! How about you? I was daydreaming about sucking your cock back there!" Tony teased him as he stroked the bulge in Jethro's jeans.
Jethro grabbed his hand, stopping him as he said, "Not now, you just got back to regular breathing. I can wait for later." Jethro took the sting out of his words by leaning forward and kissing Tony, letting the younger man taste himself on Jethro's tongue.
Tony sighed happily when the kiss ended and settled back into his seat before replying, "Okay, but you owe me one hard cock in my mouth later today!"
Jethro shuddered at Tony's words, but he moved back behind the wheel and started the car with a growl that had Tony chuckling.
"I guess that's a yes, then?" Tony laughed as Jethro reversed out of their hideaway and raced back towards the main road.
Jethro grabbed Tony's hand and again kissed it after they had gotten on the main road again saying, "That's a big yes, I can't wait." He told the younger man, his eyes still dark with desire and causing Tony to shiver in his seat.
"Me, either." Tony said, gripping Jethro's hand tighter.
Jethro grinned and stomped on the accelerator as they raced off down the road towards Bellamy.
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TBC…
A/N: Yoder's Woodworking World is not a real place, just my own construct. Yoder is a popular Amish name (there is a Mary Yoder's Amish Kitchen restaurant in Middlefield Ohio about twenty minutes from where I live) so I just used the name in a new context. There are a lot of Amish in Pennsylvania and Ohio, and they LOVE wood! There is a Yoder's Woodworking in Millersburg, Ohio, but they are a carpentry business and nothing like the Pennsylvania outlet store I created for Jethro and Tony to play in. ;-)