Dante pinned his Beloved to the bed and slid his hands…..

Dante!

The panic and alarm in his Companions inner voice telegraphed to Dante instantly and he awoke immediately from his pleasant dreams, sitting up ready to come to his defense.

"Owwww"

Dante slammed his head into the top of his coffin even as Tim apologized and assured him that he was ok.

What is it? What is wrong and then not wrong Little One?

Tim was already on his way down to see him pounding down the stairs. A moment later he burst into the underground room and carefully shut the door. This room had no windows and was several floors underground. No natural light could enter this inner sanctum but Tim still wanted to make sure.

He knocked politely but urgently on the coffin and Dante opened the lid sleepily looking out at Tim with curiosity. Dante smirked as he realized that Tim was naked and Tim blushed.

"I was just thinking about you" Dante licked his lips

"Yes yes I know. Look a bird spoke to me"

"So?"

Tim frowned and spoke carefully

"I said a BIRD SPOKE to ME. Outside in the old courtyard garden. A Dove to be precise."

"And what did it say dearest Companion" Dante asked as his eyes roamed over Tim's body.

"Well it said Hello"

"And did you say hello back?"

"Well no. I kind of freaked out and it flew away"

"Well that seems a bit rude of you don't you think?"

Tim huffed and climbed into the large coffin next to Dante. Dante sighed in pleasure and moved over to give him more room. Tim pulled the lid down over the two of them. It made him nervous somehow to have Dante awake and potentially exposed during the day. Tim slapped Dante's hand away that was creeping up the back of his bare thigh.

"Look. This is not normal. Birds have never spoken to me before and you are acting like its all normal. Do birds speak to you?"

"Of course. It isn't exactly like listening to Shakespeare but yes birds have on occasion spoken to me"

"Why haven't you told me birds can speak to you?"

Dante shrugged and pulled a face that Tim could see even in the darkness.

"Well they can talk to me. But generally they choose not to. I forget they even exist most of the time as I almost never see them. They are afraid of me."

"Afraid of you?"

Tim was slightly offended that anything could not like his magnificent Vampire and Dante smiled in the darkness and pulled Tim closer.

"Haven't you ever noticed there are never any birds around when I am? They consider me a giant, flying, blood sucking predator. Which I am. Grrrr"

Dante worried his teeth playfully into Tim's shoulder and then began salivating at the taste of his Companion in his mouth. Tim nudged him with his elbow to try and keep him on track. Dante pulled back and licked his lips hungrily before continuing.

"I don't really miss out on much though. Their brains are so small all I have ever got from them is Go Away, Don't eat me or some such thing. Sometimes they are helpful with the weather though as they know when a big storm is going to blow in almost before I do."

"But why did it speak to ME?"

Dante shrugged "Maybe you have picked up the ability through your link with me but they do not fear you because…well you have very little, blunt teeth and no wings to speak of"

Dante pouted and tried to look sad as he carefully inspected Tim's shoulder blades for non existent wings and then rubbed the pad of his thumb on the bottom of Tim's incisor tooth. Tim swatted his hands away trying not to laugh as Dante tut tutted over his blunt, unfortunate teeth.

"Poor Companion. Even little birdies are not afraid of you. Do not fear though I shall protect you from seagulls and all manner of dangerous beasties"

Tim twisted around so he could see Dante better and ended up rolling on top of him. Dante started unbuttoning his shirt so he could feel Tim's bare skin against his own. They hadn't had sex actually inside the coffin in a while and Dante decided that was an oversight he wanted to rectify.

"Be serious Dante. Could that be it?" Tim looked thoughtful as he ran his fingers through the hair at the nape of Dante's neck.

Dante was already working on his pants. The fact that his adorable Companion was wriggling around naked on top of him with his little furrowed brow while still feeling and tasting sun warmed and sweet was proving more then distracting to him. He was only human after all. Or was.

Dante attempted to look thoughtful as he wriggled out of his pants.

"Consider it the Snow White affect if you like? Perhaps you could call the birds down from the sky? If you got lost little Companion in the forest they could make you a blanket of leaves to keep you warm. Leave you some bread to eat. Then again maybe they wished to warn you?"

"Warn me of what?"

"Me silly. I am VERY dangerous you know"

Dante decided he needed to prove to his delightful beautiful boy that he was in fact very dangerous. Especially to silly, naked, bird talking, Companions who climbed into powerful Vampires coffins during the day.

"Uh huh" Tim was distracted by what Dante was doing with his hands that was creating such pleasurable sensations. So a bird talked to him. That wasn't a big deal right?

Tim felt what Dante wanted to do to him.

Yes

Tim was rolled onto his side and Dante buried his fangs into Tim's long neck. Tim moaned and Dante felt that tingle sweep through him like a burning flood as Tim's blood joined with his own essence. He crept his hand around and grabbed Tim's erect cock in his hand moaning and thrusting into Tim's warmth at the explosion of sensation he felt as he drank from him.

Tim didn't know what felt better. Dante joined with him by magic and blood or through sensation and lust. Dante drank deeply from him, hunger flaring bright for his Companion while he stroked Tim hard in his steely fist. Each time they joined it was like their first as Tim's emotions and love threatened to shatter Dante's time ravaged consciousness. And each time he survived renewed and reinvigorated to face the new world.

Tim came with a deep groan thrusting strongly into Dante's hand and Dante's mind whirled at his Companions pleasure. Tim bucked and writhed against Dante's naked body as he was wrapped in his arms and Dante shuddered through Tim's reflected orgasm. As Tim sagged against him exhausted Dante slowly withdrew his fangs and licked his wounds closed as they panted, sated and relaxed in their adoration of each other.

Slowly they sank into a restful sleep together wrapped in each other arms.

Hours later the sun had set and Dante idly stroked Tim's hair letting his mind wander. Why did a bird chose to speak to his Companion? Did the bird itself not expect Tim to be able to understand it? Dante drifted his hand down Tim's ribs and Tim shivered. Dante teased him.

"Now if you happen to see a large black raven sitting at you window staring at you, perhaps when you trying to get changed or about to hop into the shower, then that might be me."

Tim sat up and stared at Dante.

"What do you mean?"

"Well you have seen me in different shapes and forms. Did it ever occur to you I could choose to be a raven so I can take a peek at your ass? Although I would prefer not as sustaining something so small is difficult. Something larger is much better"

"Larger? Would you show me?"

Dante pushed open the lid of the coffin, stood and then suddenly he leapt and there was a shimmering in the air. Tim stood and stared in astonishment at the large black jaguar that now lay sprawled across the top of his bed.

Dante looked at him with familiar bright blue eyes and started to lick his paws, grooming his sleek shining black fur.

"Oh you are so beautiful" Tim whispered as he hesitatingly came towards the bed.

The cat stopped licking its massive paw and looked up at Tim

Thank you Companion

Tim wanted so much to reach out and touch and feel if the Jaguar, well if Dante….well he didn't know what he wanted exactly other than to touch all that beauty.

"Can I touch you?" Tim breathed and Dante looked at him, twitching his whiskers in amusement

Always

Tim sat on the bed and ran his hand down the thick shining pelt all the way down to his tail. He felt so soft and yet strong and Tim wanted to bury his face in the soft fur. Tim lay down beside the great cat and began petting him in earnest. His shining coat seemed like thick silk under his hands.

Dante made a sort of humming grunting noise and flopped completely onto his side. Tim laughed and rubbed his belly and Dante stretched out his massive paws in enjoyment. Tim reached up and began stroking Dante's large velvety ears and then moved down and scratched under his neck. Dante licked Tim's hand with his large rough tongue, flashing his sharp white teeth and Tim shivered as the licking continued on his chest.

There are things I much prefer to do in my other forms though….

Suddenly with a shimmer Dante was back and he pinned Tim to the bed with a grin and licked his nipple. Tim smiled and made a purring noise, kneading his fingers into Dante's shoulder and Dante laughed.

"So my little wild cat…..

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"How was your weekend Tony? You look a little distracted"

Tony opened his mouth to say something funny to deflect McGee's attention but then he decided not to. This was the new Tony and he was going to try and learn to deal with situations instead of running away.

"Actually Probie, Ziva and I had a pretty big talk over the weekend. I told her that I wanted to get a bit more serious with her, make a go at an actual relationship. And I also told her about ..well parts of my childhood that I didn't like. It got pretty heavy and we kind of bashed things out. Talked for hours. Spent the weekend at her place. I think we are going to give this thing a try."

Tim smiled at his friend, understanding how much it took for him to make that little speech.

"That's great Tony really. I'm happy for you both. Wow a red letter weekend then"

"So how was your weekend? You seem a bit distracted yourself."

"Well Dante stole a sword from the Roman Exhibition at the museum that he's convinced is his. He turned into a jaguar. And a bird spoke to me"

Tony frowned for a second and then laughed and clapped Tim on the shoulder "Look McGee I know I hassle you but you're not really that bad looking. Of course women are going to talk to you eventually, even if you have that freaky thing going on with Dante."

"No Tony. Not a woman. A BIRD spoke to me. A dove to be more precise. It said hello to me. It seems I might be able to speak to birds now as well."

Tony looked a bit stunned for a minute

"Ok Wow So you can talk to birds now? Wow red letter weekend for both of us then."

The two men stood for a second in silence and then the elevators doors opened onto the bullpen.

"Well uh have a good day then." Tony cursed himself for saying something as stupid as have a good day but he honestly couldn't think of anything else to say. Birds could talk? What was McGee now Dr Doolittle?

"Yeah uh you too Tony. You know good luck with uh… well you know" Tim flicked a look across to Ziva's desk and Tony looked briefly nervous. Working all day, every day with your partner was supposed to be difficult. Working with your partner who could literally kill you if she saw you checking out another woman's ass was dangerous.

Both men sat down at their desk to begin their weeks with a slightly worried sigh.