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Something was tickling Tony's ear. He burrowed deeper into his pillow to get away from it. It followed him. "Stop it, I wanna sleep" he mumbled. The chuckle he heard made him freeze. Suddenly last night came rushing back to him and he shot up. They had sex! Jethro had fucked him. He came over and over and passed out! Oh shit!

Jethro looked amused.

"Shut up." Tony said grumpily.

"I didn't say anything."

"You're too smug. Yeah you rocked my world; don't get all proud of yourself because you learned to Google."

Jethro laughed. "I think you're just embarrassed that I wore you out."

He leaned in to pull Tony closer and Tony almost melted into his arms, but his massive manly ego stopped him and he went to get out of bed.

"Just you wait until I get you back. I'm gonna make you cum so hard you won't be able to..." Tony stopped and almost fell when the pain hit him. Jethro jumped up and grabbed him.

"Tony are you ok?"

"Ow"

"Ow? What hurts?"

"My ass." Tony mumbled.

Jethro looked shocked. "Did I hurt you? Let me see!"

"NO!" Tony screamed as he pushed Jethro away from his ass.

"Tony now is not the time to be stubborn. I've already seen everything there is to see! I just want to make sure you're ok."

"Jethro, I'm fine and you're not a doctor! From what I've heard, a little pain after is normal. I just forgot and wasn't expecting it. It's not a big deal, I'm just sore."

Jethro looked unconvinced. "Are you sure Tony?"

Tony couldn't help but laugh. Jethro looked so worried about him. "Yes I'm sure. See look I'm walking."

"You're limping. You can't go to work like this."

"Jethro I am a senior NCIS agent. I have been shot and stabbed and even survived the plague. You are not making me stay home because my ass is sore. So what if I'm limping a little bit. It's just sex! I am fit for duty!" Tony sounded mortified.

"Just sex? I think I'm hurt." Jethro was back to being amused.

"I think I hate you. There was a time when I might have loved you, might have even been yesterday when you were rocking my world, but no, now I'm pretty sure I hate you." As Tony ranted he walked into the bathroom to shower, the sounds of Jethro's laughter following him.

"Tony are you limping?" McGee asked as Tony made his way to his desk. He could hear the snort coming from Jethro's desk as he glared at him.

"Yes McNosy, I'm limping." Tony hoped he wasn't blushing.

"What happened?" Of course the even nosier Israeli had to know.

"Well if you must know Ziva, I pulled a muscle running this morning."

"Since when do you run Tony?" McGee actually sounded like he thought Tony was lying. The fact that he was didn't stop him from feeling a little insulted.

"I just started, and obviously I pushed myself too hard which is why I pulled my muscle." Tony slowly lowered himself into his seat. His teammates watched him a little too closely. He really needed a distraction.

Luckily a case came in and they got busy enough for everyone to forget about Tony's limp. By the end of the day he was feeling much better. It also felt good that Jethro kept secretly checking on him and "accidentally" touching him throughout the day. He felt his lover's affection for him and it was wonderful. Tony wasn't used to feeling like this. It was scary, but he wasn't going to let that ruin it for him.

"Tony?" Gibbs' was standing right in front of his desk. When did he get there?

"Yeah Boss." Tony was so distracted he didn't realize Gibbs had called him Tony.

"What's wrong?" The concern in the other man's voice made him finally focus. He looked up and realized the rest of the team were gone.

"Where is everyone?"

"They left an hour ago. McGee said goodbye but you obviously weren't paying attention. Tell me what's wrong Tony. Is it me, or us?" If it were anyone else, Tony would think he was hearing insecurity in Jethro's voice, but that wasn't possible was it? This man was never insecure. Gibbs was the most secure man he knew. But this was uncharted territory for them both wasn't it? Tony's eyes watered, he was so overcome by affection for the older man.

"You really are trying, aren't you? For me?" Tony whispered.

"I meant what I said Tony. I love you and I don't want to make the same mistakes I've made before. You're too important to me." Jethro was whispering too.

"Last night was amazing. You were everything I ever imagined and more. I never knew it could be like that. I was so vulnerable and exposed to you and you took care of me. You made me feel cherished. God I sound like a girl! I'm sorry I shouldn't..."

Jethro stopped his babbling by grabbing his shoulder. "Tony, listen to me. You're right, last night was wonderful and it was better than I could have ever hoped. I'm glad I could make you feel that way because I do cherish you. And I do want to take care of you. No, you do not sound like a girl and I have no idea what else to say because I'm not used to so much talking."

Tony laughed. "Sorry Jethro, I don't know what came over me. I just started getting scared all of a sudden. I was great all day and then I started feeling weird like maybe it wasn't real. It's just hard not to be able to come to you and just talk."

"Then do it. If you want to come to me during the day and check in just to ground yourself, then you can."

"Are you sure? People will notice that!"

"They won't jump to the conclusion that we're in a relationship. They may wonder why we're talking, but I don't care about that. Let them wonder. You're my priority, not other people."

Tony had no idea what to say. Wait he did... "Did you say relationship?"

Jethro smiled. "Yes Tony, did you think this was a fling?"

"And I'm a priority?"

"Always."

"Jethro, I want to go home now."

"Why?"

"Because I really need to get you naked and inside me before I jump you right here in the middle of the bullpen."

"Are you still in pain?"

"Nope. Anyway, I'm pretty sure the more we do it the less sore I'll be."

"You know I can just Google that now right?"

"Jethro I'm going home. I expect you to meet me there and fuck me until I'm unconscious again. If you don't think you can handle that..."

Tony started walking to the elevator. He heard Jethro running to his desk to get his stuff. He smirked, he could get used to this.