Title: More His Speed - Chapter 2
Word Count: ~1,800
Pairing: Tony DiNozzo/Tim Speedle (NCIS/CSI: Miami crossover)
Rating: NC-17
Warnings and/or Spoilers: Hot boy sex isn't really a "warning", but eh.. *shrug*
Author's Notes: This all started with me talking to
heartspeed and trying to figure out how to crossover Miami and NCIS... and it all just exploded like WOAH. The fic follows Tony and Speed through their relationship.
Summary: Tony returns home to find a surprise.
Disclaimer: I don't own them. *pout* They belong to CBS.
Chapter 2
Tony arrived home at his apartment and opened the door.
“No lovely lady on your arm this evening?” The older woman from the next apartment asked.
Tony looked at her and mustered up a grin. “Not tonight Mrs. Leary.”
“Good. The rest of us will finally be able to get some sleep.” Mrs. Leary shut her door as forcefully as a woman her age could and Tony entered his own apartment with a sigh. He went to collapse on his couch, but stopped when he realized that somebody was already sitting on it.
“Speed?” Tony blinked a few times.
Speed grinned back at him and held up his keys, his copy of Tony’s key between his fingers. “I was in the neighborhood and I still had a key.” He patted the cushion next to him. Tony sat next to him and sighed. “Here.” Speed pulled two beers from the six-pack in front of him and handed one to Tony. “I brought your favorite.”
“Thanks” Tony opened his beer. “So what’re you doing here?” He asked as he took a sip. “Not that I’m not glad to see you, cause I am.”
“You needed me.” Speed explained simply as if Tony had asked the easiest question in the world. When Tony rolled his eyes, he elaborated. “I was in town for a conference.” He paused to sip his beer. “Was just about to head back to the hotel when you called. What’s up?” He slipped his arm around Tony’s shoulders. “You sounded like Hell on the phone.”
“Rough case.” Tony took a swig of beer. “I made out with a guy.”
Speed tried desperately to hold back a snort. “You’re right, Tony. Very rough case.”
“I thought he was a chick!” Tony whined indignantly as Speed failed to contain his laughter. “Well, she was, just not completely.”
Speed took a drink and tried to stop laughing. “Sorry.”
Tony ran his hand through his hair. “When we got back to base, Kate asked me what it was like tonguing a guy.” He sighed and looked at Speed. “Spring Break.” He whispered.
“Oh.” Speed murmured quietly before his eyes widened in realization. “Oh.” He blushed. “I was so trashed that night...”
“You were quoting Miss Congeniality at me.”Tony accused.
“Don’t remind me.” Speed groaned and drained the rest of his beer.
“I thought it was kinda cute.” Tony grinned as Speed choked on his beer with a glare. “What?” Tony batted his eyes. “I can’t help it if you’re adorable.” Tony rumpled Speed’s hair and Speed smacked him on the shoulder. “Aw, come on. You know you love me.”
“Yeah. Sometimes I ask myself why.”
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Speed groaned, snuggling his head against the warm body next to him. This made him pause. He stilled, the feel of starched hotel sheets against his naked flesh and… naked flesh against his naked flesh. His eyes flew open and he instantly regretted it when he was blinded by light. He squeezed them shut again with a yelp. His own yelp magnified in his ears.
“Woah. Take it easy there, slugger.”The male voice advised softly.
‘Oh, shit.’ Speed thought to himself. ‘I’m in bed. With a guy. Naked.’ He peeked an eye open and found himself face to face with Tony. ‘Well at least I remember his name.’ He opened his other eye and squinted at him. “What… I… why the hell am I naked?”
“Um, I’d think that would be obvious.” Tony studied Speed’s face.
Speed pushed him away a little. “Oh my God. Did we-?!”
“Well…” Tony paused to scratch his head. “Not technically… there was nakedness..”
“Yeah I can see that.”
“…and a lot of grinding…” Tony grinned.
Speed his face in his hands. “Oh, Lord.”
“…but no actual penetration. You are very persistent.” Tony raised an eyebrow when Speed let out a strangled wail.
“I’m sorry…” he mumbled into his hands. “I don’t usually so this sort of thing…”
“Why’re you apologizing, Speedy?” Tony pulled Speed’s hand from his face and looked at him. His expression softened when he saw the tears forming is Speed’s eyes. “Hey.” He whispered. “You ok?”
“No.” Speed shook his head and instantly regretted it. “I’m naked, in bed with a guy (who I hardly know), and my skull is breaking open.”He whimpered softly. Tony climbed out of bed and grabbed their boxers from the floor. He put his own on before going back to the bed.
“Here.” He helped Speed slip his boxers on and then looked at him. “Better?” Speed nodded. Tony crawled back under the covers and pulled Speed close, using his thumb to create soothing circles on the back of his neck. “If it helps,” he murmured, “I’m not mad at you… and you didn’t force me into this.”
Speed nodded and snuggled a little closer. “It does.” He affirmed softly. “Thanks.”
“You’re a spectacular drunk by the way.”
“What?” Speed snapped.
“Dude, you were drunk off your ass quoting Miss Congeniality.” Speed blinked. “You know.. ‘You think I’m gorgeous… You want to kiss me… you want to..’”
“You got me drunk didn’t you?”
“I-” Tony spluttered.
“You fucking took advantage of me!” Speed hit him with a well placed fist to the shoulder.
“No! I-”
Speed sat up and pointed to the door. “Get the fuck out!”
“It’s my fucking room!”
Speed stopped; anger and fear in his eyes. “Your room.” He stated incredulously.
“Speed…”
“Fine. I’ll go.” He got up and staggered to the pile of clothes, Tony watching from the bed. After several attempts, however, the closest he’d managed to get to being dressed was Tony’s jeans on backwards. He punched the wall in frustration. “Fuck you!” He cried as he crumpled to his knees. For a while, neither of them moved; just sitting in the silence.
Finally, Tony got up, got a cup of water, handed it to Speed and sat on the floor with him. “Drink it. It’ll help with the headache.” Speed sniffed it cautiously. “There’s nothing in it.” Tony held up his hand. “Promise.”
Speed drank some of the water and sighed. “Thanks.” He mumbled, not looking away from the cup in his hands.
“You regret it.” Tony stated as he picked at his fingernail.
“I regret being drunk.” Speed said softly. Tony looked up at him. “I regret not remembering.” Speed finished the rest of his water.
“…wait… so.. you…” Tony blinked. Speed set the empty cup down and looked at Tony. “I’m confused here.” Speed reached over and ran his thumb over Tony’s cheekbone. “Speed?” Tony asked, placing his own hand on the side of Speed’s face. He smiled a little when Speed nuzzled his head against his hand. “Head still hurt?” Speed nodded. Tony slipped an arm around Speed’s waist and gently pulled him closer, stroking Speed’s hair with his other hand. “Sorry I got you drunk, Speedy.”
“Mmph.” Speed replied. “Wasn’t all bad.” He smiled and, snuggling closer, rested his forehead against Tony’s neck.
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Tony laid his head on Speed’s shoulder. “You know why you love me, Speedy.”
“Because no-one else would?” Speed grinned at the man next to him. Tony smacked Speed’s chest with back of his hand. “Ow.” Speed rubbed the spot a little and looked at Tony. “They know why you freaked out?”
“They think it’s because I kissed a guy.” Tony snuggled closer.
“And the real reason?” Speed sat his second beer down on the coffee table.
Tony closed his eyes. “He wasn’t you.”
Speed tilted Tony’s chin up and kissed him gently. “Love you, DiNozzy.” Tony kissed him back and moaned, pulling Speed’s head closer. Speed wrapped his arms around Tony’s shoulders. Tony stood and pulled Speed up with him, Speed wrapping his legs around Tony’s waist as they made it the twenty feet to the bed. Tony pressed his hips down against Speed’s. “Fuck, Tony.” Speed moaned.
“Hard to do with clothes on.” Tony ripped Speed’s shirt open with a practiced ease (and without dislodging any of the buttons) and did the same with his own. Speed was working furiously to undo their pants when the doorbell rang. Tony growled.
“Tony?” The voice called from outside the apartment.
“Damn. It’s Kate.” Tony pushed himself up and got off the bed. He sighed at Speed’s indignant look. “She’ll break down the door if I don’t answer.” He zipped his pants, walked out to the door and answered it. “Hello, Kate.”
“Tony.” Kate nodded hello. “I just came to see how you were doing, I mean… I know you took the case hard and…” She paused, noticing how disheveled he was. “…did I interrupt something?”
“Well, um… actually, Kate…” Tony began as Speed shuffled up and slipped his arms around Tony’s waist from behind. Speed nuzzled Tony’s ear, sliding one of his hand up Tony’s chest.
Kate stared. “Who is…”
Speed looked up at her with a slightly possessive glint in his eyes. “If you’re quite finished,” he stated primly, “I’d like my lover back so he can finish fucking me into the mattress.” Kate barely had time to blink before the door was closed in her face. She stood there, mouth agape, for a few minutes, her brain catching up on what she’d just seen.
“Tony… our skirt-chasing Tony… is…” Her train of thought was derailed by a loud cry of ‘Fuck yes, Tony!’ ringing into the hall which caused her to pause. “I’m going to Hell just for hearing that.” She quickened her pace, desperate to be anywhere but there, as loud cries and moans intermixed with Tony’s named followed her out of the building.
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Tony wrapped his arms around Speed as they curled up under the covers. Speed snuggled closer, running his hand up and down in soothing patterns on Tony’s arm.
“My neighbors are going to kill me.” Tony sighed.
“Why’s-at?” Speed asked. “For being with a guy?”
“No. Because you’re loud in bed.” Tony deadpanned, grinning at Speed’s blush. “That,” Tony planted a kiss on Speed’s lips, “is a very sexy color on you.”
Speed smiled a little. “Only for you.” He murmured before closing his eyes. They lay in silence for a moment.
“You molested me in front of Kate, you dip wad.” Tony frowned.
“That may be true,” Speed grinned, “but I’m your dip wad.”
Tony sighed and pulled Speed closer. “Why do you have to be so far away?” He asked quietly.
“They needed someone in Miami.” Speed explained.
“Could’ve said ‘no’.”
“Yeah, well…”
“Stupid Miami.” Tony mumbled before falling asleep.
Speed smiled and kissed Tony’s forehead. “Sweet dreams, DiNozzy.”