Title: Change: Welcome Home
Author: Adafrog
Fandom: NCIS
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Tony’s first night in his new home.
Warnings: AU, Tony is a Sentinel and Gibbs is his guide. Follows a series that you can find at my master fic post
http://adafrog.livejournal.com/225144.html.
A/N: Sorry it took so long.
The candles were a surprise. He supposed he never really thought of Jethro as any sort of romantic, but of course, the three ex-wives came from somewhere. Shaking his head to rid himself of that train of thought, he went back to surveying the room.
Several white candles burned on top of the dresser, giving the room a warm, romantic glow. The wood floor was strewn with red rose petals, making a meandering trail from door to bedside. The bed itself had a single red rose lying in the middle of it, petals opened, its fragrance wafting in the air.
So engrossed in the room, he started as he heard the floorboard squeak behind him. Shaking his head, Tony smiled as strong arms wrapped around him from behind. He turned his head for a brief kiss. “Wow,” he breathed, then leaned back to steal another kiss from Jethro’s luscious lips.
Jethro pulled back, kissing Tony’s jaw, cheek, neck. Sucking just below the ear, he listened to Tony’s low groan, and chuckled. Moving his hands to Tony’s hips, he slowly turned him so they were face to face. “I thought our first night together should be special.”
Tony leaned in, nuzzling his neck, but sniffing loudly. “You smell like Jethro.” He licked a path from shoulder to neck, reveling in the hardness ground into him. “You taste like Jethro,” he lightly bit his ear, reveling in the shuddered breath it produced.
Ignoring the teasing words, Jethro turned them around, and slowly walked backwards to the bed, pulling Tony along by the hips. With shaking hands, he reached up to cup Tony’s neck, pulling him in for a gentle kiss. He lightly ran his tongue along plump lips, then moaned as he was allowed inside. Tongues stroked and tangled as they kissed, meeting and exploring. Hands roamed, feeling the hints of heat below clothing.
Tony ran his hands up Jethro’s chest, finally stopping as he found the first button, and started working on it. He growled as Jethro broke the kiss, and covered Tony’s hand with his.
Jethro ran his thumb across Tony’s lips, and smiled as the agile tongue reached out to caress it. “Let me.”
Reading the please in Jethro’s eyes, Tony squeezed his hand, then dropped his arms to his sides, going still.
Strong hands slowly unbuttoned his shirt, a kiss presented to each new section of skin revealed. When Jethro reached the last button, he tugged the shirt out, letting it fall open. Reaching up, he weaved both hands into Tony’s hair, holding him while he kissed him. Pulling back slowly, their lips parting only at the very last moment, he ran his hands down the strong chest to the pants. He hooked fingers in, caressing where he could while watching the fire in Tony’s eyes.
Jethro freed Tony’s belt, unbuttoned his pants, then carefully unzipped them. He dropped to his knees, taking the pants with him, then leaned in and nosed at the base of Tony’s cock. “Mmm…” he moaned, then licked up the underside, tasting him for the first time.
“Oh God,” Tony shivered, putting a hand on Jethro’s shoulder for support. “Jethro, you’ve gotta…oh,” he sucked in a breath as a warm wet mouth enveloped him. He looked down to meet his partner’s eyes as he sucked and licked him. “It’s gonna be…” he panted, groaned, then tried again, “not gonna last,” he finally made out. He briefly frowned as Jethro chuckled, then moaned loudly as he came.
Jethro slowly pulled back, kissed Tony’s thigh, and looked up. “You okay up there?” He chuckled as Tony numbly nodded, then sat down on the bed.
“Mmmhmm,” Tony finally replied, losing most of the dazed look. He pulled himself fully onto the bed, and stretched out, enjoying Jethro’s appreciative look. Keeping eye contact, Tony slowly drew a hand down his chest to a nipple, first rubbing it, then carefully pinching it. He ran his hand through his chest hair to the other nipple, repeating his movements, then slowly drawing fingers lower, finally circling his hardening cock. Stroking it, he held out his other hand towards Jethro, “join me?”
Barely able to breathe, Jethro groaned loudly, and quickly unbuttoned his shirt. He slowed, though, when he saw how closely Tony was watching. Carefully he shrugged off his shirt, then slowly pulled off his t-shirt, making sure his partner got a good view. Turning around, he unfastened his pants, and bent over as he slowly pushed them down. Finally naked, he joined Tony on the bed.
Tony rolled onto his side meeting Jethro in a deep kiss. He groaned as he was rolled onto his back, his Guide a warm weight on top of him. Pulling back for a breath, he moaned as Jethro nipped, then sucked at his neck. “Mmm…that’s gonna leave a mark.”
“Yes it is,” Jethro agreed, bit one more time, then moved back to his lips. “And I don’t care,” he whispered, kissing him again.
Tony met him in the kiss, twining his tongue with Jethro’s. He ran his hands slowly down his Guide’s back, feeling the muscles bunch and stretch as Jethro moved his hips to meet Tony’s again and again. “Oh God,” he suddenly spilled out, grabbing Jethro’s hips, and surging his against them. “If you want…” he panted, “better be soon…” he reached up, blindly grabbing for the lube.
Jethro took the tube pressed into his hand, flipped the lid, and poured some over his fingers. He rolled off Tony, then slowly started stroking up and down his crease, each time lingering just a little longer where his partner wanted. Finally, after several strokes, he inserted a slick finger.
“Oh yeah,” Tony ground out, moving his hips to meet the questing finger. “More of…ohhh….” He trailed off as another finger joined the first.
Carefully pressing in three fingers, Jethro watched as his partner moaned and writhed on the bed. He massaged Tony’s prostate once more, then withdrew. Not giving Tony time to complain, he quickly ran a slick hand over his cock a few times, moved back over his partner, positioned himself, and pushed in.
Tony groaned, writhing as his partner filled him for the first time. He raised his legs, wrapping them around Jethro’s waist, gasping as it filled him more.
“Tony,” Jethro moaned, grinding his hips into his Sentinel’s, then slowly pulling back out. Resisting the insistent pulling of the legs wrapped around him, he slowly pushed back in, enjoying the slide into warm, tight heat, then pulled out just as slowly.
“Jethro,” Tony whined, running his hands up and grabbing onto his partner’s shoulders, “please.” He wrapped his legs tighter, tightening his hands, trying to move faster.
Running a hand down Tony’s side to his ass, Jethro cupped it gently as he pulled back out just as slowly. He paused, then lifted Tony’s ass as he slammed back in, grunting with the effort.
“Yes, yes, yes,” Tony chanted as he met his Guide’s strong, quick thrusts with his own. He moved his hand to Jethro’s neck, pulling him in for a quick kiss, then another, then another, as he got closer to orgasm.
Jethro slammed inside one last time, feeling Tony’s ass clenching around him as he orgasmed. “Oohh,” he moaned, letting himself go, shooting his come deep inside his Sentinel.
Tony slowly brought his legs back down to the bed, letting Jethro pull out carefully. As his Guide slumped down, he gathered him into his arms, holding him tight.
Squeezing Tony tightly, Jethro sighed contentedly. He looked up at his Sentinel, and smiled before reaching for a lingering kiss. “Welcome home, Tony.”