Fic: More His Speed (CSI:Miami/NCIS x-over) - DiNozzo/Speedle - NC-17 - Chapter 24/37
Title: More His Speed - Chapter 24
Word Count: ~1,775
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 heartspeedand 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: Speed makes breakfast. Tony is impressed.
Disclaimer: I don't own them. *pout* They belong to CBS.
Chapter 24
Speed snuggled close to the warm body next to him. He smiled and opened his eyes to find Tony staring at him.
“Buongiorno, sleepy head.” Tony kissed his forehead.
“Morning.” Speed mumbled. “Were you watching me sleep?”
“Maybe.” Tony ran a hand down Speed’s arm.
Speed scrunched his nose. “I’m not sure if I find that sweet or creepy.” Speed nuzzled at Tony’s jaw. “You know, I’m glad that I agreed to this trip.”
“Me too.” Tony smiled.
Speed rolled his eyes. “Yeah, I bet.” Tony stuck his tongue out at Speed. Speed took advantage of this and kissed him, sucking Tony’s tongue into his mouth. Tony closed his eyes and moaned. Loudly. Speed pulled away and smiled smugly to himself.
Tony frowned at the loss of Speed’s mouth and opened his eyes. “But-” He took in the expression on Speed’s face. “Speedy.” He whined with a pout.
Speed started to get up. “I’m going to go eat breakfast.” He looked at Tony and swung his legs over the edge of the bed. “You want anything?” Speed paused when Tony’s arms encircled his waist from behind.
“Fuck you.” Tony replied pleasantly. Speed laughed. Hard. How Tony had missed Speed’s laugh. Speed collapsed back on the bed, still laughing. He swiped his arm across his eyes to wipe away the tears that had formed in his fit of laughter. Tony smiled as Speed finally calmed down enough to look at him.
“I think we already did that last night.” Speed grinned. Tony purred and waggled his eyebrows suggestively. Speed kissed Tony’s forehead. “Are you trying to start something, DiNozzo?”
“Maaayyybe.” Tony pulled Speed closer and nibbled at his ear.
Speed shivered and batted at Tony’s face. “Stop it, that tickles.” He squirmed a little.
Tony gave Speed an over exaggerated pout. “You’re no fun.”
Speed pushed Tony’s face away. “We can have fun later.” He propped himself up on his elbow. “Right now, I’m hungry.” He stood up and scrubbed a hand through his hair. Tony climbed out of bed and wrapped his arms around Speed’s waist. Speed laughed. “What are you, five?”
“We haven’t had a lot of ‘us’ time lately, so sue me if I’m a little clingy.” Tony placed a kiss on Speed’s cheek.
Speed rumpled Tony’s hair. “C’mon, clingy. Let’s go have breakfast.” They walked down to the kitchen, Tony not letting go of Speed the entire way. “You know, if I’m going to cook breakfast, it’d go a lot better without a human straitjacket.”
Tony blinked. “I’m sorry. I don’t think I’m quite awake yet.” He craned his head over Speed’s shoulder to look at him. “Did you just say that you were going to cook breakfast?”
“Yeah.” Speed swiveled his head in Tony’s direction. “That a problem?”
Tony loosened his hold on Speed a little. “Nah. Just a little surprised is all.” He followed Speed around the kitchen as breakfast was prepared. Tony had to admire the ease with which Speed was handling the griddle as he flipped the pancakes.
Speed slapped Tony’s hand away from the bowl of batter before he could dip his finger in it for a taste. “Patience.” He admonished when Tony yelped in surprise. “What is it with you and putting your fingers in stuff, anyway?” He pointed his spatula at Tony when he started snickering. “Don’t go there.”
“Non sto dicendo niente. [I'm not saying anything.]” Tony answered with a smile and a quirked eyebrow.
“Whatever.” Speed lifted the pancakes off the griddle with his spatula and put them on a plate. “I know where you sleep, DiNozzo.”
“It’s the same place you sleep, Speed.” Tony smirked, fingers reaching for a pancake. Speed slapped him upside the head. “Sei un bastardo. [You're a bastard.]” Tony mumbled, rubbing his head.
“You want breakfast, or not?” Speed asked. Turning off the stove and taking the plate full of pancakes to the table. He grabbed the dish of whipped butter he’d made and put that on the table as well, along with a bowl of homemade applesauce. Tony grabbed two plates and the necessary utensils, heading for the table as Speed brushed past him with coffee. They sat at the table and dished up their food in companionable silence.
Tony spread some of the whipped butter on his pancakes, following it with a couple spoonfuls of applesauce before taking a bite. “Oh, my God.” He looked up at Speed with wide eyes as he talked around his mouthful of pancake. “This is-” he poked at his pancake with his fork, “almond pancakes? Whipped honey butter? Homemade applesauce?” He narrowed a suspicious eye at Speed and looked him up and down. “You are Pod Speed! What have you done with my boyfriend?”
Speed glared slightly and took a bite of his food. “Jackass.”
“No seriously.” Tony took a sip of coffee. “Where’d you learn to cook?”
Speed poked at his food a little. “Devon taught me.”
Tony frowned, brow furrowed. “When did you-” He paused. “So that’s where you were when you left…” He scowled.
“Yeah.” Speed sighed. “I stayed with Devon.” He put his fork down; suddenly not nearly as hungry as he’d been just a minute ago.
Tony looked him over. “You’ve got that guilty look.” He stated. “What happened?”
“Nothing happened.” Speed muttered. Tony gave Speed a disbelieving look and Speed sighed. “Yeah, okay, I kissed him. On the cheek.” Speed shifted in his chair. “It was right after I‘d woken up from a nightmare watching your car explode.” He looked at Tony. “I was delirious and I kissed him, but he stopped me.” Speed scratched at his forehead. “Said he wasn’t going to chance ruining anything that you and I still had.”
Tony stared at his plate for a moment before looking up at Speed. “Would you have slept with him if he hadn’t stopped you?”
“That morning?” Speed sighed. “Maybe?” He shook his head. “I don’t know Tony.” They sat in silence for a few moments.
Tony ate a bite of pancake. “Must be a good cook.” He mumbled.
“What?” Speed asked, confused.
“Devon.” Tony clarified. “He must be a pretty good cook to teach you how to make all this.”
Speed blinked and stuttered a bit. “Wh-what? That’s it?” He sat up straighter in his chair. “No interrogation? No ‘how could you kiss him?’”
“Hey, hey.” Tony looked at Speed and reached across the table for his hand. “Speed.” He began when Speed’s hand slipped into his. “I trust you, okay? You were honest with me.” Tony stroked the back at Speed’s hand with his thumb. “Alright?” Speed nodded. “Alright.” Tony nodded back. “Now let’s have a smile, huh? I’ve missed seeing you smile.” Speed twitched a half smile. They finished up their food and stood. Tony slipped his arms around Speed’s waist. “Love you, Babe.” He murmured softly, nuzzling at Speed’s ear.
Speed closed his eyes. “Tony…” He whispered as a tear began to slip down his cheek.
Tony gently kissed the tear away. “What’s a’matter, Speedy?” He asked softly. “Why’re you crying?”
“’M not.” Speed mumbled and wiped at his eyes.
“Timothy.” Tony’s voice was gentle and calm. “Look at me.” Speed’s brown eyes opened and met Tony’s green ones with trepidation. “I’m not mad.” Tony placed his hand on Speed’s cheek. “I’m a little concerned that you ended up at his place, since you two sort of have a history.” He looked into Speed’s eyes. “From what you’ve told me, you both handled it well.” Speed gave a weak nod and Tony kissed him gently.
“Love you.” Speed murmured.
Tony pulled Speed close. “I love you, too.” He petted Speed’s hair a little and smiled to himself. “You wanna go see a movie?”
Speed stepped back and rolled his eyes. “You and your movies.” He sighed and looked at Tony. “Movie sounds good.” He smiled.
“There’s the smile I was looking for.” Tony grinned. “Let’s go put on actual clothes and go see a movie.” He took Speed’s hand and led him upstairs so they could change.
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Tony lounged lengthwise on the couch with his eyes closed and a smile on his face. They’d gone to see an old subtitled Italian romance movie double feature. Cultural immersion Tony had told Speed. Speed had spent nearly the entirety of both movies cuddled up to him, his head resting against Tony’s neck. Tony felt pressure on his legs and opened his eyes. He found Speed sitting on him, as if he wasn’t even there, reading a book. Speed turned a page. Tony took advantage of the situation and jerked his knees once, throwing Speed off balance and onto Tony. Speed blinked and stared at the man in front of him.
“Hi.” Tony smiled innocently.
“You’re up to something.” Speed smirked, shifting to lie on Tony more comfortably.
Tony raised an eyebrow. “Yeah. Something’s up.” He grinned, referring to the beginnings of what he felt pressed against his leg.
Speed blushed and kissed Tony. “Can’t help what you do to me.” He murmured. Tony shifted around, purposefully pressing his leg against Speed’s crotch. “God.” Speed moaned.
Tony smirked. “You can call me ‘Tony.’”
Speed rested his forehead on Tony’s shoulder. “Smartass.”
“It’s most likely not my ass that’s smarting after last night.” Tony snickered. “If your face this morning was anything to go by.”
Speed frowned slightly, smacked Tony in the head, and sat up. “It had been a while, jackass.”
Tony sighed. “I didn’t mean for it come out like that. I-” He reached up and ran his thumb over Speed’s cheek. “I keep screwing this up, and I’m sorry.” Speed twitched a smile. “Moment’s kind of ruined now, isn’t it.” Tony mumbled.
“Little bit.” Speed kissed Tony’s forehead and stood. “Me and my ass are grabbing a quick snack and then going to bed.”
Tony nodded. “I’ll be upstairs in a bit.” He watched Speed walk off and then he sat in silence for about half an hour until he had a hard time keeping his eyes open. After a quick stretch, he stood and made his way to the bedroom where he found Speed had already changed and had crawled in bed. Speed was sprawled on the bed, sheet up to his waist and the rest of the blankets kicked to the end of the bed, his bare chest exposed. He let out a soft snore. Tony smiled as he changed into his own pajama pants and climbed into bed next to Speed, wrapping his arms around him. He pulled Speed close. Speed snuggled close and Tony kissed his forehead before drifting off to sleep with a smile playing on his lips.