A/N: Very, Very hot in here!
Two Weeks Later
Tim's last two weeks in D.C. had flown by in a whirl of sleep-filled mornings, work-filled afternoons on into early evenings and passion-filled late nights. Still, the young man hadn't complained. What precious little time he had left with Leroy had been just that, precious and little. He'd put all his effort he had into everything he had left to accomplish from packing up his apartment to telling Penny and Sarah of his career move and relationship with Leroy.
As Tim had hoped, the two women were happy for him, although saddened to see him leave for 6 months. They had joined Tim and Leroy for dinner the weekend they returned from their trip and spent several hours regaling the two men with stories of their adventures. To know without a shadow of a doubt that everyone they loved and cared about supported their relationship, meant the world to both men. Tim counted Abby in that support because he knew she'd come around. It made the upcoming separation that much more bearable and eased Tim's mind about the support Leroy would have while he was gone.
The team had stepped in, helping with every spare minute they had: helping him pack his apartment and then clean it once it was empty, making him a list of what was actually necessary to survive six months on a carrier, and requesting to be taken off rotation for the two weeks Tim had left. It was Tony who'd pled their case, claiming the need to not only get used to not having Tim on their team; but also the need to find and help fit the new person in.
Surprisingly enough, Vance had cooperated, although he hadn't missed the opportunity to comment that they'd better be more than prepared to stay busy once the two weeks was up and that they'd better be on top of their game. Jimmy had let that cat out of the bag when he'd stopped by Tim's desk at work on his way home one night. For the rest of that night, Tim had found it hard to concentrate as he took stock of just how much his teammates meant to him; how much he obviously meant to them.
Tim had been relieved. It was great to have their support and to be able to spend the time with them now that he was no longer on the team. But it had been the late nights with Leroy that helped Tim keep going after having practically passed him down at sign-in every night. It had been tough signing in for eight hours when Leroy was signing out, both careful not to so much as tease each other with a sighting of each other in the work place. Every night he'd been grateful the team wasn't working late – not only because it had made it easier to concentrate on work – but also because it had meant Leroy was home getting his sleep while he waited for Tim to get home.
Abby had finally come around, apologizing to both men, begging forgiveness and asking if she could make it up to them by throwing him a going away party. Gibbs eyebrows had gone to his hairline and Tim had laughed so hard he nearly fell out onto the floor. With his realization still fresh in his mind from that night he'd spoken to Jimmy, the young man had told her to plan to her heart's content so long as no one was asked to do anything that would get them in trouble and that nothing would be done to throw Leroy into the spotlight at the party.
With only two days left until Tim's departure, his going-away party was all that was left to get through beyond the horribly difficult good-byes up ahead - and it was a huge success.
****NCIS****
Tim dragged himself through the door, barely making it to the couch as Leroy helped lower him down to it. Coming from the pain-filled goodbyes at NCIS, the younger man felt completely drained and it showed. Leroy felt for him and silently sat down beside him. Instantly, Tim laid his head on his lover's shoulder, a shudder running up and down his spine. Closing his eyes, he let sleep take him away as the warmth of the blanket his lover was laying over him first touched his skin.
Leroy laid his head gently on top of Tim's, closing his eyes to doze. It was barely one in the afternoon and the morning had completely drained them both. It had been hard to stand clear of Tim as he made his rounds at work, answering last minute questions about computer work, promising to stay in touch, garnering promises of others to stay in touch with him. But the hardest part had been the public goodbyes between Tim and the team.
Thinking back on all of this, yet trying to think ahead to the time when Tim would be home again, Leroy's mind finally shut down as his eyes closed and his breathing evened out as together they rested.
***NCIS****
Tim woke to the feeling that something wasn't quite right. Looking around, he realized he was alone on the couch. Sitting up, he stretched and stood before glancing outside to make sure Leroy wasn't sitting out there. Walking into the kitchen, he had to smile at the sight of his lover standing at the stove, stirring what looked like a pot of stew.
As he took himself over to the coffee maker and fixed himself a cup of coffee, he finally found his voice. "Hey."
"Hey. Sleep okay?" Leroy asked him, smiling affectionately at Tim's sleep tousled look.
"Guess that depends on what time it is." Tim joked with a smile that gave him that 'drop-dead gorgeous' look.
Smiling back at him, Leroy answered the question he'd indirectly asked. "Three."
Seeing his lover smile like that, completely content and at ease, had Tim's breath catching in his throat. The man truly was gorgeous! Setting his coffee cup down, he eased over to the stove and turned the burner off, gently taking the long handled spoon from the older man's hand and setting it back down in the pan. With an open hand, he traced the man's hair down the side of his face, slipping a finger across that luscious mouth and just inside, inviting his lover to suck on it.
The pull of Leroy's mouth on his finger, flared Tim's lust for the older man, as it stirred the fire's embers already heating up within. When his lover captured his hand and took the rest of his fingers into his mouth one at a time and suckled them before giving them back, Tim felt his knees go weak. Leroy's hand now caressed Tim's face, the gentle motion stirring Tim's heart. Turning his head, he too, suckled each of his lover's fingers in turn, giving them back as he kept his eyes locked on Leroy's.
With just the unspoken connection between them as their eyes remained on each other, their clothes found their way off their bodies onto the floor and soon together, they stood gloriously naked in Leroy's kitchen, both of them already hardened, throbbing and barely holding on to their self-restraint as if frozen in time.
That frozen moment lasted only a second before Tim stepped into his lover's space, ravishing his mouth as his hands roughly traveled everywhere they could. Suddenly, the tenderness was gone and in its' place was a wanton, desperation that quickly surged out of control. Dropping to the floor at the older man's feet, uncaring how hard it affected his knees, Tim swallowed Leroy whole, knocking the breath from the older man's body.
With the hunger of a starving man, Tim made love to his lover's muscle, milking it relentlessly as his hands roved around to the older man's behind, squeezing both trim, rounded globes and pulling him closer and even letting his fingers find their way to his entrance, as they traced and touched him there.
Tim's touch was so desperate and relentless, his attention to the older man's cock so strong and firm, Leroy nearly came the first time Tim touched his entrance. "TIM!" he shouted as he knees nearly gave out
Almost instantly, Tim was sliding back up into Leroy's space, his hands were still sending sparks through his lover's skin everywhere they touched, it was the young man's voice in his ear, thick with need and hunger that nearly was the older man's undoing though, as their eyes remained locked together in hunger's mighty wave.
"Take me, Leroy! Right here! Right now! Please!"
Wrapping one hand around the back of Tim's head, Leroy pulled him closer, molding the young man's mouth with his own, harsh and strong, as their tongues tangled and his free hand met and meshed with the young man's on his lover's cock, stroke for stroke, until Tim was writhing in his arms, pushing his throbbing, swollen member into Leroy's hand, desperate for the feel of his lover wrapped around him.
Pulling away, Leroy lowered himself to his knees on the floor in front of Tim, swallowing him whole, his mouth the perfect vacuum with warmth and suction, relentless and fast.
"NNGGGGHHHH!" Tim shouted as he came hard and fast, his body quaking through the rush.
Knowing where Tim's desperation came from, it was impossible for Leroy not to lose his own grip on that edge – his own orgasm ripping from him as Tim limply stood in front of him, hands on his head for balance.
***NCIS***
Languorously luxuriating in the large tub in Leroy's master bath, they lay back in the water, soaking up the unspoken emotion that filled the silence surrounding them. Every single moment of this last afternoon together, once they'd gotten home and rested, had been spent in each other's arms and neither of them wanted it any other way.
Neither of them wanted to voice the fact that this continuous connection - without being tougher on themselves and putting some space between them and getting used to it – would make it that much harder to endure the separation. No, all they both wanted, was to stay physically connected for as long as possible.
Tim stirred as he lay against Leroy's chest, his behind nestled in the v of the older man's legs, which meant his behind was cradling the older man's rising cock. Still wishing he could feel his lover's tight channel squeeze his own cock for all it was worth, Tim squirmed at the visual his mind gave him at the thought; the feeling of Leroy's love muscle growing and dancing, beginning to send tingling sensations up his spine.
As his lips began nibbling and kissing on Tim's throat, Leroy's hands wrapped themselves around Tim's cock, loving it in gentle tugs and sweeps with squeezing fingers. Lying back against his chest, Tim tipped his head back and looked to his lover, mouth open for more air as he struggled to breathe through the rising pleasure beginning to take over his body.
Swallowing Tim's lips in a kiss, Leroy's free arm caressed his cheek, drawing his face up closer to his as he quietly offered him something he'd meant to give him weeks ago. "Make love to me, Tim."
Taking the young man's hand he wrapped it around Tim's cock as he made sure his lover knew what he was asking for. "Completely."
With his heart in his throat, Tim nodded even as he held his mouth out for one more kiss. Releasing Tim's luscious lips from his own, Leroy reached around him and pulled the plug from the tub.
Barely pausing to grab towels, they stumbled from the bathroom to the bed. Leroy pulled Tim down on top of him as they continued their endless kiss – that continuous connection both craved. Finally, with a deep breath, Tim pulled back and sensually slid down the older man's body, kissing and caressing him everywhere as he moved, the connection unbroken as the sparks continued to ignite between them.
Taking a brief minute to make love to the irresistible thickening muscle, Tim took him in his mouth and worked him just enough that the older man began to squirm. Releasing his lover's cock, he sat up and knelt between Leroy's legs.
Reaching out, he grasped the older man's hand when it met his half way. Their fingers entwined together as they held each other's gazes, Tim quietly asked. "You're sure?"
He couldn't miss the spark of desire that flared in those cobalt orbs, as he saw the truth there as well as the trust as Leroy nodded, his body tensing up in readiness for the new experience he wanted more than anything right now. "Need to feel you inside me. Want us to have that."
Without another word, Tim leaned forward and kissed his lover with the tenderness and love his heart was full of at this moment. As he gently withdrew from the kiss, he spoke quietly with an air of reverence. "I can't tell you how much this means to me; to know that I'm going to be your first, just as you were mine. I'll treasure this forever, Leroy."
"Me, too, Tim." His lover replied in the same quiet tone, his hand reaching out to trail down Tim's cheek.
"You've taught me so much, I'm gonna make it so good for you." Tim vowed seriously.
Kissing the older man once more, he reached for the lube, and then sat back on his haunches. Tenderly he massaged Leroy's inner thighs, deliberately trailing his fingers just far enough toward his lover's groin that the older man spread them a bit further, obviously hungry for more.
Tim moved his ministrations further south as he gently cupped him and then held the thickening, pulsing rod briefly before his fingers trailed up and down on it, giving equal time to his balls and the tender area behind. With one lubed finger, he swirled around Leroy's entrance, letting the older man get used to his touch there.
As Leroy relaxed, Tim continued massaging him all over that sensitive area for a few minutes while fondling Leroy's sac and still rising cock, eliciting groans of pleasure from his lover. Taking his time, he inserted one finger and paused to let the man adjust to the breach. Waiting until his lover moved back on his finger, in search of more, Tim continued his play with his other hand; he moved his encased finger farther into Leroy, waited once again until the man pushed back in a show of readiness, then began a gentle in and out motion, making sure he hit his prostrate; smiling with pleasure and happiness when Leroy let out a strangled shout of surprise and pleasure.
It wasn't long before Leroy moved restlessly against Tim's finger again, wanting more, giving Tim the sense that his lover was ready for a second and then third finger, as they joined the first, in turn. With each addition, Tim made sure his man was not only comfortable, but ready for more as well before resuming his ministrations.
The young man's heart leaped for joy seeing that Leroy was quite obviously feeling much more pleasure than discomfort, as his thickening, pulsing cock gave testament to. More than that was the look of pleasure on his lover's face and the realization that he'd not once uttered a single word of complaint or need for Tim to stop.
Leaning down over his lover, Tim kissed him open mouthed, probing with his tongue, seeking, searching and taking, giving the man a taste of what was to come. The wave of passion between them rose higher still, as groans were pulled from both of them, their heightened degree of hunger turned so high, they both struggled to hold themselves back, keep things slow and sensual.
Kissing him once more, Tim lubed up his own cock, then wrapped his free hand around Leroy's, looked him in the eye for visual confirmation. As his lover's darkened, lust filled eyes rocked him to the core and the man nodded at him, Tim lined himself up with his lover's entrance and pushed his rock-hard cock just inside Leroy's entrance and stopped, waiting until he felt his lover's body pull him in for more. With his free hand, he rubbed sensuous trails on Leroy's weeping cock and tightening sac to help him relax.
"More, Tim." Leroy groaned as his lower body shifted restlessly, "Fill me."
Reaching out his free hand to connect with Leroy's once more, Tim smiled with absolute love and adoration as he did just that; taking his time to fill that oh, so tight warm channel, stroke after mind-blowingly pleasurable stroke, as he made love to his lover with every pore of his being; sliding in a little easier now, eliciting groans of pleasure from Leroy.
The older man's sphincter muscles suddenly rippled in spasms, massaging Tim's cock, and it was Tim's turn to gasp in pure pleasure. When Leroy's legs raised up and rested themselves on Tim's shoulders, the younger man thought he'd come right then and there, the intense wave of pleasure that rolled him was so warm and filling. "Oh, Leroy!" he couldn't help but moan. "Oh, God, you feel so good!"
Leroy's hands fisted in the blanket, his head rolling restlessly as he felt the build-up crashing through him, heralding one hell of an orgasm with every agonizingly pleasurable stroke of Tim's cock inside his body. "Cum with me, Tim!" his desperate shout tore through the room, bouncing off the walls and going straight to both their already super-charged cocks straining to reach that release.
"Oh, God, Leroy!" Tim cried out as he plunged his own cock harder and faster into his lover's welcoming channel that felt oh, so good!, Heads thrown back and ecstatic cries of release filling the air as their bodies tensed and their cocks exploded in unison, as together they soared to new heights.
