A/N: Special thanks to Leydhawk for your treasured input. Also, Keryl Raist, for your permission to borrow a line here or there from you.
More of to come in future chapters.
Reluctantly, Tim breaks the spell as the music fades, whispering in Leroy's ear. "Dinner's ready."
Still embracing the magic of the moment, Leroy silently turns, wraps his arm around Tim's waist, wordlessly setting the stage for them to walk to the kitchen together, not yet losing that connection. Even in the kitchen, the older man maintains his hold on his lover, moving his hand to Tim's own hand, making for setting the plates of hot food down difficult. Working together, their motions connected, united, and full of purpose, they're soon sitting down, not across from each other as usual, but side by side, feeding each other, tenderly, with genuine enjoyment found in every moment of it all.
*********NCIS********
Dinner over, their magic carrying them moment to moment as it's been building, the sexual tension between them without either of them touching the other beyond feeding them, they head upstairs together, as if thinking the same thoughts.
Stepping inside the bedroom, Tim's eyes go wide with shock. The candles and the mood music playing softly in the background aren't what surprises him because he's set those up himself. No, what's surprises him is the shift in Leroy's demeanor, as if suddenly he's found the need to lead from here. Tim's okay with that because there's give and take between them; always and openly and this is part of that.
"C'mere." The older man seductively requests as he uses one hand to gently pull Tim closer.
Turning questioning eyes to his lover, he's met with that soft smile that melts his heart every time. Tim doesn't hesitate to allow himself to be pulled into his lover's personal space, his heart bursting with joy and warmth, his own arms reaching to touch this man that has long filled his dreams and now his heart and his soul with love courage, strength, abounding happiness and compassion. He's surprised when instead of being kissed or being allowed to send his own hands on their journey of rekindling their love affair with his lover's body, Leroy gently eases his arms down to his sides and begins to undress him, silently and oh, so slowly, piece by piece.
With his piercing blue eyes offering up bottomless oceans of love and trust, the aura of sensual silence that has long ago filled the air around them, is joined with one of passionate hunger that soon engulfs Tim so completely, he's almost mindless with it all.
A tender smile on his face, Leroy whispers into the golden silence that speaks to him loud and clear and means more to him than words can say. "Trust me?"
Tim looks at his lover, the windows to his soul clearly offering up his trust and sense of security for Leroy to take care of and cherish "Completely." Tim's immediate and equally quiet answer leaves no room to doubt that he means what he's saying.
Without question, the young man understands what he's being asked. This- whatever Leroy has in mind – isn't going to be anywhere normal for their sex life. It doesn't matter. He'll take whatever Leroy's offering because the man loves him and will never let anything bad happen to him. And because he loves Leroy with all his heart, he'll do whatever he asks him to because along with that trust is the trust that Leroy will never abuse that by asking Tim do to anything that would hurt either one of them. In silent affirmation of his response, Tim lifts his lover's hand to his lips and kisses his fingers, each one in turn.
Leroy breathes heavily for a moment as his heart takes an extra emotional beat. When he's regained his sense of equilibrium, he softly speaks into his lover's ear. "Gonna take care of you tonight, Tim. Just have to let me."
"Leroy." Tim murmurs with abject surprise and appreciation as he swallows hard around the lump in his throat. Silently he leans into his lover's strong support, cherishing the connection.
With a tender kiss to his lover's temple, the older man steps back and heads into the bathroom, returning a short moment later with a small bowl that he's retrieved from the shelf just inside the bedroom door and filled with hot water. He places it on the nightstand and retrieves a large tube of something, along with a long, soft piece of fabric from the nightstand drawer. After sliding the tube into the bowl of hot water, he walks back over to his lover, not breaking the silence just yet. Tenderly kissing Tim's temple and whispers into his ear. "No Touching."
A shudder ripples along Tim's spine as he immediately jumps to the conclusion that Leroy's about to turn the heat way up on this night. Watching him put that tube of what is probably some new kind of lube into the bowl already got his libido jumping like a live wire and now those two words that immediately heat things up and oh my God, look at this gorgous man undressing himself piece by piece just a hair's breath away from me! No touching? Oh, God, my hands ache to reach out and stroke his gorgeous body, that silken hair, those beautiful eyes!
Leroy can't help but smile that sultry smile of his as he watches his lover react to his slow, deliberate act of stripping himself bare, piece by piece, within the younger man's personal space. It's hard for his own heart to beat regularly, standing this close to that much beautiful and not touch so he isn't surprised to see Tim's eyes darken hungrily or hear his breathing rapidly become ragged and loud, his pants tenting to the point it looks painfully tight for him. With his shining green orbs, his stance stiff with sexual tension so tight he's about to snap, he's the epitome of drop dead gorgous, even with his clothes on.
Tim's pure reactions, unshielded by masks, unshuttered by closed eyes, leave no doubt, he's more than ready for whatever Leroy has in store for him. Closing his eyes in pure enjoyment now, he moves when his lover's hands propel him to move, first one foot, then the other, as he's undressed, piece by piece until he's wearing only his boxer briefs, each item of clothing removed leaving him more keyed up and desperate for the moment he'll be allowed to touch his lover again.
Fighting to maintain control of his growing hunger for this young man, Leroy leans over and fixes a surprisingly comfortable blindfold over Tim's eyes gently depositing a kiss on his lips and sending a tender hand through his hair as he tenderly responds to his continuing show of trust.
Feeling like a bow that's been strung too tight, Tim's raggedly breathing as his body continues to physically react to this heightened level of play between them. Leroy's lips brand his with a restrained gentleness that touches his soul and warms his heart even more.
Leroy moves his attention to Tim's last article of clothing, using both hands to quickly, yet gently push the briefs down from the young man's hips, not allowing for any stimulating touch this time, although his work still garners a moan of lust from his lover.
"Shower." Leroy quietly announces without raising his voice as he bites back on his own response to his lover's obvious physical attraction for him. In a surprise move, the older man propels him by the shoulders into what Tim knows is the bathroom just off the bedroom and leaves him standing alone one more time.
Though it seems like ages go by before anything else happens, he can't hear anything once the door between the rooms has been all but shut. Eventually, the almost silent door opens again and the sound of the shower being turned on answers Tim's silent question of where his lover's gone now. Almost immediately, Leroy's guiding Tim to the tub and helping him get into it, climbing in with him. The blindfold comes off with the quiet request that Tim keep his eyes closed for the duration of his shower. Without second thought or even a first one, the young man is motivated to follow his lover's lead. Surprisingly enough, though the older man's ministrations continue, they are deliberate as they thoroughly wash both of them and nowhere near sizzling, as if he's deliberately refraining from turning up the heat any further on their night just yet.
Twenty spine-tingling moments later they're both clean and mostly dried off. Tim notices that Leroy has tossed aside the towels without making sure all the water is absorbed from their bodies or even wrapping the towels around them, instead he leads the way back to the bedroom while they both still glisten with water left on their bodies, though not enough to be dripping or even uncomfortable.
Stepping inside the bedroom, Tim's eyes go wide with shock. The bedding's been pulled down off the bed and the bed' itself has been covered with what looks to be a large sheet of white plastic. Thinking it doesn't look very comfortable, Tim's surprised when Leroy points him in the direction of the bed with a quiet request. "Sit?"
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Tim's eyes are riveted to his lover's movements. His brain is telling him that the blindfold can't have been that short-lived in tonight's events but to enjoy every moment he has right now to look upon the beautiful specimen that his lover in all his naked splendor. And appreciate it he does. Seeing Leroy pick up the tube he had placed in the bowl of hot water earlier, pour some of its' contents in his hand and begin to coat his own body with it from neck to toe soon has Tim tingling all over with anticipation and a growing carnal hunger that's turning up some serious heat. In fact, it's not long before Tim's panting hungrily, as Leroy's hands now reach his thighs, coating those muscular appendages with the slick lotion that smell so invitingly of aloe, mixed with the sandlewood that is all Leroy, it's all Tim can do not to jump up and finish the job for him. As it is, he can't help but moan, "Lerooy!"
Smiling softly, the older man continues to watch his lover become even more and more turned on by what he's doing, grateful now that this is the only turn on he's had for the last half hour. This will be hard enough to combat, making it hard to allow them to start slow. He wants to let Tim feel the full range of touch, beginning from a completely calm state. Maybe he should have done this with Tim blindfolded.
Too late now. Leroy finishes coating his body with the massage oil and carefully wipes his hands off on a hand towel before walking over to stand over Tim. "Ready?" He asks tenderly. It's taking all of his self control not to lay Tim down and ravage him, as turned on as his is by the massage oil and the idea of rubbing it all over Tim the way he's about to do.
"For anything." Tim vows, his voice thick with hunger.
Leroy swallows hard around the lump in his throat at such open ended trust from his lover, and cards his hair lovingly through Tim's hair in response. A mere moment later, he nods as he replaces the blindfold and makes one small request. "Lay down on your stomach."
Tim nods and settles onto the bed, his hands dropping over the sides of the bed as his head settles sideways on the pillow he finds there by touch. He's pleasantly surprised about the slippery plastic sheet covering the bed, in contradiction with his earlier thought, he finds that it's very comfortable. He's thankful that there's a small soft towel in just the right place for his cock though, instead of having it possibly chaffed.
Leroy picks up the heated massage oil and begins to dribble it on Tim, a trail from neck to heel, garnering an appreciative moan from the young man. The older man begins slowly trailing the fingers of one hand up Tim's body, beginning at the soles of the younger man's feet, on up his calves and around the back as his fingers move up, coming back around to the front as they reach his knees and keep going north, smoothing the oil all over his lover's body..
Feeling like he's literally melted into a boneless puddle of goo, Tim moans in appreciation. He can literally feel the tension and stress drifting off of him, leaving in droves. "Mmmm. Feels so good Leroy!"
Though his lover's response brings a smile to his face, Leroy holds firm to his concentration of what he's set out to do here. He's done the research, read the guidelines and wants to do this just right. His aging body won't allow for some of what the suggestions were, but he can still do enough of them to make this a special night for Tim. And that's what matters most.
Withdrawing his hands from the young man's body, Leroy gently lays face down on him, taking a moment to nuzzle his neck before beginning to very slowly slide his entire body down over Tim's like a glove onto a hand, making sure to use his forearms to soothe over Tim's arms, legs, calves and ankles. The sensuousness feel to this has his own body so keyed up, he's ready to blow and he literally has to squeeze his cock to the edge of pain to stave off his own release. God, this feels so good, to be literally coating Tim's body with massage oil through his own body is just so surreal. His heart is hammering in his chest as the flame of his lust for this man roars hotter with every touch.
"God, Leroy!" Tim moans heatedly. "So, good! Don't Stop!" The younger man has died and gone to heaven with every point of contact between his body and that of his lover's. There's no place they're not physically connected back to front right now and with Leroy's cock nestled into the crack of his own ass, Tim's lust is amped up, higher than his now super-sensitized skin.
Still silent, but now breathing heavily, Leroy smiles when Tim's legs spread wide in pure physical reaction, making it the perfect opportunity for him to move things to the next step. Standing upright once more, he turns now and sits in the cradle Tim's legs have just provided him, and very slowly slide up on down on Tim's lower body once more. It's nowhere near as smoothly done for him as they showed on the website, but oh, so worth every awkward moment as he works to physically connect their bodies this way.
"Ooh, Leroy!" Tim moans appreciatively once more. "Soo good!"
In one last move Leroy changes position to straddle Tim's leg and use his own leg to massage the young man, once again earning him verbal appreciation from Tim. Switching over to Tim's other leg, the older man is by now breathing heavily and in serious need of slowing things down for both their sakes.
Climbing off the bed, he steps over to Tim's upper body and sits down on the bed next to him, leaning over to kiss him on the ear. "Feel good?"
"Mmm. Mmmm." Tim moans.
"Turn over?"
Doing as he's asked, Tim turns over onto his back and is immediately rewarded with the removal of the blindfold. In silent response, Tim lifts his hand to his lover's hair and lovingly runs his fingers through it. "Sooo nice!"
Leroy's eyes close as he relishes the moment. When his eyes open a moment later, he feeds the fire with a kiss, one that offers everything he has to give and the invitation to take it all. His arms reach out to hold Tim's head, lovingly holding him close as his invitation is accepted, appreciated and returned ten-fold, all through the passion of his lover's kiss.
Caught up in the passion his lover has showered him with, through his touch, through his kiss and with the gentleness with which he's hold his head through it all now, Tim's lost in sensation, his physical body overloaded with pleasure so intense he's floating on air as sparks continually light up his night. When Leroy lowers his hands to Tim's nipples and begins to play with them, it's too much. Unknowingly writhing into his lover's touch, their physical bodies once again colliding, both draw back from the kiss with a gasp for air, their hands still connected.
"Oh, God….Le…roy…!" Tim gasps. "
Cherishing this moment even while being caught up in it, Leroy smiles at his lover, forcing his own body to go still, to tame the moment and bring it back down to earth. The night is young and they still have a lot in store for each other. Tim's special plans in no way only included dinner and the older man's well aware he most likely stole his lover's thunder in the bedroom, at least until now. But that doesn't mean he can't relinquish the reins and let his wonderful lover have his way. In fact, he's looking forward to it, if it's what Tim wants.
Forcing his breathing to calm down, Tim notices that Leroy's gone still and quiet. Following in suite, it's not long before the air around them has thickened with anticipation and a heat that's licking at their heels. Not knowing what's coming next from his lover, Tim makes the next move, more than ready for his lover's touch again. Reaching out he takes hold of Leroy's right hand and takes the little finger into his mouth, seductively sucking on it momentarily before giving it back and replacing it with the finger next to it.
Moaning with hunger at the sensual feel Tim's bringing down on him by suckling on each of his fingers in turn, Leroy smiles that smile reserved for Tim and puts his other hand to work, changing things up by beginning to trail his fingers down Tim's chest, alongside his stomach and down to his upper thighs, completely ignoring his lover's already throbbing erection. Watching Tim closely, his fingers linger there, trailing firey paths all across Tim's sensitive skin. With a sensual grin on his face as he watches his lover squirm under his caresses, he finally lets his fingers travel to Tim's nether region, ghosting everywhere over it with a barely there sensation he knows drives Tim crazy.
Tim's head is tossing on the pillow ""Leroy! Oh God!" Tim cries, gasping and trembling as he continues to squirm under the equisite touch that's setting him on fire, setting his lover's other hand free at last.
"Not done with your massage." Leroy tells him hungrily as he lays down on top of him, this time face to face, nuzzling his neck momentarily before once again sliding their bodies together in all possible contact points. Now included in the massage, Tim's cock is more than ready, achingly hard and already dripping pre-cum as Leroy's body slides down, while plastered all over it.
Raising up on one elbow, Tim watches his lover, his eyes darked with adoration and pure naked desire as the man slides on down to Tim's feet and begins to slide back up, once again putting delicious contact on Tim's aching cock, but this time prolonging their connection, his hands gently adding just the right amount of pressure. "God, Lerooy. Soo Good!" Tim moans, his breath coming faster now, his cock throbbing and pulsing, his balls drawn up tightly to his body."Le..roy..cumin'….gonna….." Tim incoherent and beautiful as the waves of passion toss him in their midsts. Tim's hands are clenched in the sheets, his limbs shifting, his hips writhing, as sensual overload begins to suck him under.
Leroy's never felt anything so beautiful before as he feels Tim's body go taut beneath him, He watches in awe as Tim exhales a long ragged breath, his head falling back on his neck, tremors wracking his frame.
In an out of body experience like he's never had before, Tim's gone, a pile of boneless goo as his orgasm slips through him in hot wet wracking pulses that pull his legs and arms tight, his head falling back as everything turns white around him and nothingness overtakes him.
*******NCIS******
Leroy feels this victory in his heart. It's one of letting go and letting ecstasy carry you away without worrying about anything at all and it's something Tim's just beginning to get used to doing. The older man took great joy in doing this tonight and he knows that he'll take even more joy in the freedom Tim will feel having experienced this. With these positive thoughts in his head, Leroy cleans up the room as best he can from the messy massage oil and runs a bath for the both of them.
Once the bath water is a shade too hot, he gently works to rouse his lover, carding his hair and peppering his temple with periodic kisses. His ministrations work in short order as Tim blinks and looks up at him, silent awe clear in his expression. Reaching up, Tim cards his fingers through his lover's hair. "So good to me, Leroy." He reverently murmurs.
"My pleasure, Tim." Leroy seriously tells him quietly. "C'mon, let's wash up. Bath water's perfect by now"
Nodding, the young man lets Leroy help him up and gain his steady feet. Together they head to the tub, slipping in, one after the other, Leroy spooned behind Tim as together, they bask in the intimacy of the moment. With Tim's head back on Leroy's chest, the younger man is still.
Leroy worries that there's something going on in his lover's head that isn't being shared. "Tim?"
Laying here together now, high on the moment, Tim cherishes the moment, his head back against that strong chest with the heart that beats so strongly and he sighs contentedly while he tries to find the words. In a feeling of déjà vu, he says what comes to mind. "That was..."
Knowing that the younger man is tongue-tied and wanting him to know that it was just as meaningful to him, Leroy smiles as he agrees with him. "Yeah. It was"
Tim smiles as he takes in that it had been just as special for the one giving "You're amazing, Leroy." He softly praises the man who's continued to show him love in unexpected ways, the words just spilling forth from his heart. "Such a loving person."
"Said that before, Tim." Leroy lovingly reminds him.
"Hmm. Meant it then, too." Tim softly replies as he snuggles into Leroy's neck.
Without breaking the silence, Leroy helps Tim stand to his feet and together they wash off under the shower. Standing together afterwards, wrapped in warm towels, silence filters in with its own reference, filling the surrounding air with an aire of comfort, security and love. That golden feeling that resembles a bank of billowy clouds. Neither of them dispel the quiet as they return to the remade bed and climb in, getting comfortable laying side by side, wrapped in each other's arms., both basking in their cuddling.
Countless moments later, Tim stirs as Leroy's words come back to him on a different level.
My pleasure, Tim.
Gently, Tim turns within Leroy's arms while his lover gazes back at him, beginning his own odessey of emotional communication through touch, his hands beginning their trip on the older man's face with gentle caresses. Its' Tim's goal now, to give Leroy as much pleasure as he can.
He's got a vault full of emotions to tap into and all night to do it.
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