NCIS - Time Out (14/20) OMC/Tony
Title: Time Out
Author: msmaddiesciuto
Pairing: OMC/Tony
Warning: kink:daddy. One itsy bitsy curse word.
Word count: 1141
Summary: Following six very stressful months, Tony has had enough and takes a time out.
Disclaimer: Characters do not belong to me, they are property of their creators. No money was made, and no copyright infringement was intended.
A/N: If you read, please do leave a comment. Can't believe how close we are to the ending. Only have two chapters left to write!
Chapter 14
Matt glanced over at Tony as they pulled up to the hospital.
“You good?” Matt asked as he parked the car. Tony nodded and gave him a small smile.
“Let’s just get this over with” He said and exited the car. Leading the way to Brad’s office, Tony knocked on the door and scratched his neck nervously as he waited for Brad to open up for them.
“Tony, Matt. I’m glad you made it. Come on in” Brad said and gestured to the sofa he had in his office.
Sitting down, Tony willed himself to calm down while scanning the room for the object that was causing him so much grief. Matt grasped his arm and gave it a little squeeze.
“Tony, do you want to take the shot right away and get it over with?” Brad asked as he pulled up a chair in front of the sofa. Nodding, he hated how his pulse sped up.
“Okay, we’re going to take it easy. Are you wearing a t-shirt under your sweater Tony?” Brad asked. Tony nodded and started to take off his jumper.
“I’m going to roll up the sleeve of your t-shirt” Watching Brad’s hands carefully, Tony shivered as he felt Brad’s fingers bump into him.
“Tony, I’m going to need you to try and relax. I’m going to sterilise the skin, while I’m doing this I want you to look at Matt okay?” Brad didn’t get a reply but as he saw Tony turn his head hesitantly towards Matt, he swabbed the skin. Matt reached out and grasped the back of Tony’s neck gently.
Quickly putting on some gloves, he picked up the needle and administered the shot.
“You’re doing so good Tony” Brad praised him as he shot in the injection. Tony’s eyes were squeezed shut and he had a death grip on Matt’s arm.
Getting the needle out, Brad threw it in the medical waste bin and put a little cotton ball over the little prick.
“Tony, breathe for me and open your eyes. We’re done now baby” Matt said.
“You’re okay” He reassured him and rubbed his thumb against the nape of his neck.
“I’m sorry” Tony said quietly and forced himself to let up on the grip he had on Matt’s arm while opening his eyes.
“You’ve got nothing to be sorry for babe” Matt said seriously and pressed a kiss to Tony’s forehead.
“Matt, if you would” Brad said moving things along. Unzipping his hoodie, Matt showed off the injured arm. Brad picked it up and examined the wound and stitches carefully.
“Well it seems to be healing rather nicely. There’s no swelling, and it’s not red or tense so you’re good. Let’s get those stitches out shall we?”
“Excuse me, but where is a bathroom I could use?” Tony asked as he stood up from the sofa.
“Right through that door Tony” Brad replied.
“You okay?” Matt asked concerned. Tony smiled.
“Yeah, I just need to go” Walking into the bathroom, he closed the door and did his business quickly. Walking over the sink he splashed some water into his face as he looked at the offending cotton ball taped to his arm. Drying off his face and arms he took if off and looked at the tiny little prick in his arm.
Shaking his head, Tony got to the door and was about to open it when he could hear Matt and Brad speaking through the thin door.
“So what happened?” Brad asked while cutting off the stitches.
“Tony had gone inside to the fair already, and I was outside talking to my mum on the phone. Not long after I hung up this guy comes up to me, points the gun at me and tells me to hand over my phone, any cash I had and valuables. I started getting the money out of my pocket when I guess something spooked him and he pulled the trigger” Matt told Brad and looked at the graze in his arm.
“Thank god he was a terrible shooter or I probably wouldn’t be here” He said quietly, mostly to himself but both Brad and Tony had heard him.
“What do you mean?” Brad asked curious.
“He had been aiming at my chest and heart”
Tony clamped a hand over his mouth as he stepped back. He hadn’t known that.
Turning on the faucet, he let out a string of curses while gripping the sink.
“That son of a bitch” Tony whispered and shook his head to get the visual out of his head. Collecting himself, he turned of the faucet and looked himself over in the mirror before walking back out.
And if Matt thought he was so clingy because of the shot he’d had, he was fine with that.
--
“Damn it!” Tony shouted as he tripped and fell into the bed.
“Awww, come on Tony, you’re losing out on plenty of points by resting” Matt teased. Huffing, Tony got his legs back under him and faced the TV. Seeing how many points Matt had managed to get during his little accident, Tony pouted and looked at Matt who was still dancing along to the steps on the TV.
Throwing himself back into the dance, Tony kept a close eye on Matt while doing the steps. Biting his lip, he “accidentally” bumped into Matt while during a turn, which caused Matt to stumble away while Tony managed to carry on dancing.
Smirking he looked at Matt and racked in the points while Matt looked at him with played up shock.
“Oh it’s on now” Matt said and pointed at Tony.
“Ooo, I‘m shaking with fear” Tony replied and did a perfect shuffle with a wide grin on his face.
Throwing his hands up, Tony jumped back and forth in synch with the game, but as he put out his right arm he felt Matt’s hand giving him a friendly shove which caused him to stumble.
Grumbling with annoyance, Tony quickly got back to his spot and challenged with stern look. And as the next shuffle came along, he took big steps to the left and bumped Matt away.
Smiling victoriously he watched as his own points raced away from Matt’s current score. Panting with his hands on hips, Matt looked on as Tony to dance. Un-strapping the Wii remote from his hand, he waited until the right moment before he struck.
Racing towards Tony, Matt wrapped his arms tightly around him and picked him up. Yelping, Tony fought against him while he started to laugh. Throwing Tony on the bed, Matt wrenched his t-shirt off.
“I’ll show you some god damn moves” He spoke before straddling Tony’s waist.
Laughing Tony found that he didn’t mind. Plus Matt had been the one to forfeit so it was a win win situation.
Author: msmaddiesciuto
Pairing: OMC/Tony
Warning: kink:daddy. One itsy bitsy curse word.
Word count: 1141
Summary: Following six very stressful months, Tony has had enough and takes a time out.
Disclaimer: Characters do not belong to me, they are property of their creators. No money was made, and no copyright infringement was intended.
A/N: If you read, please do leave a comment. Can't believe how close we are to the ending. Only have two chapters left to write!
Chapter 14
Matt glanced over at Tony as they pulled up to the hospital.
“You good?” Matt asked as he parked the car. Tony nodded and gave him a small smile.
“Let’s just get this over with” He said and exited the car. Leading the way to Brad’s office, Tony knocked on the door and scratched his neck nervously as he waited for Brad to open up for them.
“Tony, Matt. I’m glad you made it. Come on in” Brad said and gestured to the sofa he had in his office.
Sitting down, Tony willed himself to calm down while scanning the room for the object that was causing him so much grief. Matt grasped his arm and gave it a little squeeze.
“Tony, do you want to take the shot right away and get it over with?” Brad asked as he pulled up a chair in front of the sofa. Nodding, he hated how his pulse sped up.
“Okay, we’re going to take it easy. Are you wearing a t-shirt under your sweater Tony?” Brad asked. Tony nodded and started to take off his jumper.
“I’m going to roll up the sleeve of your t-shirt” Watching Brad’s hands carefully, Tony shivered as he felt Brad’s fingers bump into him.
“Tony, I’m going to need you to try and relax. I’m going to sterilise the skin, while I’m doing this I want you to look at Matt okay?” Brad didn’t get a reply but as he saw Tony turn his head hesitantly towards Matt, he swabbed the skin. Matt reached out and grasped the back of Tony’s neck gently.
Quickly putting on some gloves, he picked up the needle and administered the shot.
“You’re doing so good Tony” Brad praised him as he shot in the injection. Tony’s eyes were squeezed shut and he had a death grip on Matt’s arm.
Getting the needle out, Brad threw it in the medical waste bin and put a little cotton ball over the little prick.
“Tony, breathe for me and open your eyes. We’re done now baby” Matt said.
“You’re okay” He reassured him and rubbed his thumb against the nape of his neck.
“I’m sorry” Tony said quietly and forced himself to let up on the grip he had on Matt’s arm while opening his eyes.
“You’ve got nothing to be sorry for babe” Matt said seriously and pressed a kiss to Tony’s forehead.
“Matt, if you would” Brad said moving things along. Unzipping his hoodie, Matt showed off the injured arm. Brad picked it up and examined the wound and stitches carefully.
“Well it seems to be healing rather nicely. There’s no swelling, and it’s not red or tense so you’re good. Let’s get those stitches out shall we?”
“Excuse me, but where is a bathroom I could use?” Tony asked as he stood up from the sofa.
“Right through that door Tony” Brad replied.
“You okay?” Matt asked concerned. Tony smiled.
“Yeah, I just need to go” Walking into the bathroom, he closed the door and did his business quickly. Walking over the sink he splashed some water into his face as he looked at the offending cotton ball taped to his arm. Drying off his face and arms he took if off and looked at the tiny little prick in his arm.
Shaking his head, Tony got to the door and was about to open it when he could hear Matt and Brad speaking through the thin door.
“So what happened?” Brad asked while cutting off the stitches.
“Tony had gone inside to the fair already, and I was outside talking to my mum on the phone. Not long after I hung up this guy comes up to me, points the gun at me and tells me to hand over my phone, any cash I had and valuables. I started getting the money out of my pocket when I guess something spooked him and he pulled the trigger” Matt told Brad and looked at the graze in his arm.
“Thank god he was a terrible shooter or I probably wouldn’t be here” He said quietly, mostly to himself but both Brad and Tony had heard him.
“What do you mean?” Brad asked curious.
“He had been aiming at my chest and heart”
Tony clamped a hand over his mouth as he stepped back. He hadn’t known that.
Turning on the faucet, he let out a string of curses while gripping the sink.
“That son of a bitch” Tony whispered and shook his head to get the visual out of his head. Collecting himself, he turned of the faucet and looked himself over in the mirror before walking back out.
And if Matt thought he was so clingy because of the shot he’d had, he was fine with that.
--
“Damn it!” Tony shouted as he tripped and fell into the bed.
“Awww, come on Tony, you’re losing out on plenty of points by resting” Matt teased. Huffing, Tony got his legs back under him and faced the TV. Seeing how many points Matt had managed to get during his little accident, Tony pouted and looked at Matt who was still dancing along to the steps on the TV.
Throwing himself back into the dance, Tony kept a close eye on Matt while doing the steps. Biting his lip, he “accidentally” bumped into Matt while during a turn, which caused Matt to stumble away while Tony managed to carry on dancing.
Smirking he looked at Matt and racked in the points while Matt looked at him with played up shock.
“Oh it’s on now” Matt said and pointed at Tony.
“Ooo, I‘m shaking with fear” Tony replied and did a perfect shuffle with a wide grin on his face.
Throwing his hands up, Tony jumped back and forth in synch with the game, but as he put out his right arm he felt Matt’s hand giving him a friendly shove which caused him to stumble.
Grumbling with annoyance, Tony quickly got back to his spot and challenged with stern look. And as the next shuffle came along, he took big steps to the left and bumped Matt away.
Smiling victoriously he watched as his own points raced away from Matt’s current score. Panting with his hands on hips, Matt looked on as Tony to dance. Un-strapping the Wii remote from his hand, he waited until the right moment before he struck.
Racing towards Tony, Matt wrapped his arms tightly around him and picked him up. Yelping, Tony fought against him while he started to laugh. Throwing Tony on the bed, Matt wrenched his t-shirt off.
“I’ll show you some god damn moves” He spoke before straddling Tony’s waist.
Laughing Tony found that he didn’t mind. Plus Matt had been the one to forfeit so it was a win win situation.