Chapter Ten
“The Passion in Comfort”
"Wolves may feature in our myths, our history and our dreams, but they have their own future, their own loves, and their own dreams to fulfill."
~ Anthony Miles
It took over an hour to fill Ducky in on the details, and at some point Tony had heaved himself off Gibbs and off the couch in order to dig into the raw stakes Anna had been continuously placing on his plate. Raw stakes, Gibbs couldn’t help but shudder as he saw the blood lining his lover’s mouth, and he had to have eaten at least six of them already, yet he showed no sign of slowing down.
Ducky had questioned both him and Anna, something Gibbs was reluctant to do, about how much he was eating after just having a lung punctured and…something…errr…removed from inside him, and it had been she who had informed both of them that a werewolf need a lot of food to survive, and when wounded, the rawer the meat was, the more it helped the wolf heal.
Ducky had questioned him and Anna about why and who had attacked Tony, but Anna refused to answer saying Ducky should just ask Tony when he was back in human form. Gibbs had agreed to this while pretending he knew exactly what happened, for while he had his ideas, he couldn’t be sure, and the comment about Aedth still made little sense to him, not that he was going to let anyone save Tony know that.
When Ducky realized he would get no more information about the attack, he switched tactics to medical based questions, which Anna was forced to answer while Gibbs did his best not to listen to some of the things that he really didn’t think he needed to know.
“Well…” Ducky stood up slowly, both due to his age and not wanting to startle the wolf laying at his friend’s feet, apparently having finished his meal…thirteen raw stakes later. “I believe I’ve had about all the information I am able to process for the moment.”
Ducky took a chance and glanced down at the silver wolf while doing his best not to challenge him by looking at the floor next to the wolf more than the actual wolf. “I must admit I am wondering why you had me called rather than someone who was already aware of the situation. Would I be correct in assuming that you consider me part of your pack?”
Ducky’s question surprised Gibbs. He hadn’t thought of it that way, but it made sense. Maybe Tony thought of the team as his pack.
The silver wolf regally raised his head off the front of his paws and leveled silver-blue eyes at the doctor before nodding with a single dip of his head while never letting his piercing eyes leave the doctor’s face.
The doctor nodded once in answer, and said quite seriously, “I am honored.” After a pause, in which the doctor seemed to be assessing the health of the wolf, he turned to Gibbs. “Jethro, you and I will talk later about different matters.” When Gibbs merely raised a questioning eyebrow, he continued, “Do not think that I was death to everything that transpired. I may have been in shock, but it did not impair my hearing.”
Gibbs frowned as he tried to figure out what the doctor was talking about. He paled as he remembered Tony calling him ‘amor,’ not to mention how they had been acting toward one another.
“Duck…I ca…”
Gibbs was cutoff as Ducky shook his head. “Later, Jethro, and you need not worry, for I will hold you to it.” With a nod of his head, Ducky turned to go only to stop briefly to say, “Call me if anything changes.”
With a regal half bow in Anna’s direction Ducky said, “My dear, it was a pleasure to meet you.” Anna grinned, not because she found the bow amusing, as Ducky thought, but because she could smell the lie on the polite human, who pointedly ignored Greiven as he walked out of the house.
Gibbs smiled. Apparently the strange wolves would not be easily forgiven by his old friend. He looked down at Tony when he heard him utter what Gibbs could only describe as a wolf chuckle.
As they heard the door shut, Anna spoke to Tony without turning around to look at him, “I will call the Alpha of the D.C. Lunar pack, and let him know what happened.” Tony barked softly in agreement before Anna went on into more dangerous waters.
“Perhaps, you should go and change back into a human.” Anna more asked than stated as she discreetly eyed the silver wolf. “It would be nice if the rest of your team didn’t end up here wondering where you are.”
The silver wolf seemed to consider her a moment before nodding and standing to make his way to the bedroom upstairs; however, Gibbs was not pleased. Tony was still wounded, and Gibbs could hold off the team if he had to.
“Tony, wait. Don’t you think you’re pushing it? You’re still hurt. I can hold off the team for you. Just rest.” Tony ignored Gibbs’s words and climbed the stairs, forcing Gibbs to follow.
“Damn it.” Gibbs muttered as he followed the silver wolf into the bedroom and slammed the door. He knew Tony was hurting despite him walking and acting as if he wasn’t. It pissed him off to watch Tony begin to change because he knew that hurt him even more. Did Tony not trust him to handle things for a few freakin’ hours?
Tony was gasping as he finished the change, and would have fallen to the floor had Gibbs not caught him.
“You see?” Gibbs growled angrily. “You should have trusted me, and rested.”
Tony looked at Gibbs inquisitively. “What are you talking about? I didn’t change because of the team, or because I didn’t trust you. I changed for you.”
Gibbs’s eyebrows rose to meet his hairline. “Why?”
Tony smiled. “Because, mi amor, you’re hurting worse than I am right now, and I can’t talk to you as a wolf.”
Impossibly touched, Gibbs closed his eyes to keep tears from spilling out once more. He had done enough crying to hold him over for a couple of years. “Tony…I…” What? What could he say to that?
“You shouldn’t have hurt yourself because of me.” Gibbs said at last as he looked away from Tony.
“If not for you, then who?” Gibbs felt his gut clench almost painfully as those words took him close to the edge and to tears once more. Was there something in the freakin’ air? He usually had better control over himself than this.
“Besides, it’s just a couple of scratches. Nothing that won’t heal.” Gibbs could hear the laughter in his lover’s voice and it pissed him off.
“Just a few scratches?” Gibbs turned to glower at Tony. “You almost died! No. Don’t try and tell me otherwise. I just saw you having one of your freakin’ ribs ripped out!” Gibbs was deeply pleased when he saw Tony wince. “And then you go and change! Damn it, Tony. You’re making me cry again, and I hate that.” Gibbs rubbed roughly at his face as tears streamed unbidden, and he could feel the fight go out of him. What the hell was wrong with him? He was a Marine, damn it. He was seriously beginning to think someone had slipped him something.
He felt Tony’s arms encircle him, and drawl him into a tight embrace as his head was tucked into Tony’s shoulder. “Do you feel better, mi amor?”
Gibbs huffed out a half laugh when he realized Tony had provoked him into ranting. “No.” He said stubbornly, and then, in a much quieter voice, he said, “I can’t loose you, Tony. Not you too.”
Arms moved to tighten and hold Gibbs even harder. “And you never will, mi amor.”
A single sob managed to escape him before he said, with half of his regular force, “You can’t promise that. I wanted to think that, with you being immortal, I wouldn’t have to worry about loosing you, but today proved me wrong.”
Tony released Gibbs from his embrace and leaned back, so he could take his mate’s face in his hands. “I can promise that. I will never leave you.” Gibbs tried to pull free of Tony’s hold, but Tony refused to let go of Gibbs’s face, refused to let Gibbs hide his tears from him, and instead looked his mate right in the eye, so Gibbs would see the honesty in them. Then Tony’s lips were on his, sealing the promise. It was a slow, gentle kiss that took Gibbs’s breath away as he relished the sensation of Tony’s tongue exploring his mouth.
He loved that about Tony’s kisses. They always made him feel like Tony would take all the time there was in the world just to explore him, just to make him feel good.
Gibbs was gasping as Tony broke the kiss to nip, none to gently, at Gibbs’s nose.
Startled, Gibbs jerked back, but was held in place by Tony’s hold. “Why’d ya do that?”
“Nipping the nose is what wolves do to their young when they have done something wrong.”
“I did something wrong?” Gibbs asked incredulously and a little offensively.
Undeterred, Tony responded, “Yes…Never doubt me, mi amor, never. I will always be here for you, no matter what.”
After wiping away Gibbs’s tears with his thumb, Tony continued and explained, “The only reason that wolf was able to do so much damage was because the spell that makes me, in affect, human is still wearing off.”
Tony eyed Gibbs carefully, and Gibbs could tell he was considering whether or not to tell him something, so he said. “What? Just tell me.”
Tony sighed. “The wolf I fought was very young and no doubt meant to test me.”
“Was he sent by your one time friend?” Gibbs asked.
“Yes, I think he was. I doubt he thought his pet cub would actually be able to kill me. He probably just sent the young wolf as a warning.” Gibbs wondered if Tony knew he was clenching and unclenching his fists.
“So your one time friend’s name is…?” Gibbs left it to Tony to fill it in. Part of him was wondering if Tony would be honest with him, or try to protect him.
“Aedth, Aedth Afagdu.” Tony grinned at the look he saw on Gibbs’s face. “No, amor. It will do you no good. Werewolves, old ones, like he and I rarely tell anyone our true name.”
Gibbs gave him a frustrated look, but Tony just shrugged. “Names have power. For beings like myself, they are best forgotten, but none of this is what I wanted to tell you.”
Gibbs raised an eyebrow, and Tony laughed. “Not that I mind you knowing, mi amor, but what I wanted you to know is that the fight I was in earlier is nothing like a fight between two old wolves.”
Tony could see the tension sliding back into his mate, and hated himself for being the reason. “In truth, I was not lying when I said they were mere scratches, for the wounds I have now are likely nothing to the ones I will receive when I face him.”
Gibbs had paled and was trembling. “Damn, Tony. I thought you were trying to comfort me.”
Tony took Gibbs’s chin in his hand, and forced Gibbs to look at him. “No. I am telling you the truth, all of it. I will not hide from you, not my mate. I may want to protect you. I may want to lock you up somewhere, and keep you safe from anything and everything, but more than that I want you to be happy and able to trust me. You deserve the truth, and the truth is I am telling you this not because I think I’m going to die, but because I think I’m going to live. I just need you to be prepared for what you will see.”
Tony tightened his grip on Gibbs’s chin and said forcefully, “Don’t you dare think, for even a second, that I would leave you, that I may have died.” Tears were running down Gibbs’s face as the full force of what Tony was saying hit him. “Because I’m telling you, right now, it’s not possible, no matter what anyone else may say.”
Tony gave Gibbs a little shake and asked, “Do you understand me?”
“Yes.” Gibbs sobbed. “I understand. You will not leave me.”
Tony nodded and released Gibbs’s face. “Damn straight.”
Gibbs had a brief second to see Tony grin, and hear him say, “Now…I will comfort you.” Then Tony’s lips were crushing against his, and he found himself being pushed towards the bathroom.
“I need a bath.” Tony said roughly, with the wolf in his eyes, when he broke the kiss for a moment. “And the heat will do you good.”
“But…” Gibbs gasped and was cutoff as his mouth was once again being devoured. It was not hard to believe his lover was a wolf when he felt like he was being slowing consumed.
He could hear Tony turn the water on in the shower, and feel the brush of air on his skin that let him know Tony had magicked his clothing off. Tony did all this without pausing from his meal of Gibbs’s mouth.
He let Gibbs breathe for a moment as he roughly pushed him into the shower, stepping in and closing the door behind them.
Gibbs’s fought for the air to be able to speak before Tony could once more take over his mouth.
Gibbs was gasping as he quickly asked, “What about work?...The others will wonder…”
Fingers pressed against his lips and ceased his words. “It will wait. They will wait. You will not wait, and neither will I.”
Gibbs gasped as he felt his gut clench and desire flame within him. “Damn, Tony. Your words do wild things to me.” He gasped out; his voice rough with desire as it burned from his loins up into his throat.
Tony grinned a cunning, knowing smile. “I am aware, mi amor…” Tony brushed his lips over Gibbs’s, electing a small moan from him. “It’s just the way I like it.” Tony purred in his ear.
“Now…” Tony trailed his mouth down Gibbs’s slick chest as water rained down on them. “Give into me.” Gibbs cried out as Tony bit down gently but forcefully on his nipple.
Gibbs buried his hands into Tony’s hair, desperate to hold on to something, and pressed his head back and into the shower wall as the world swam away from him, leaving only Tony and…sensations.
“Let go, mi amor.” Tony’s voice was surrounding him, covering him like a warm blanket even as it resounded deep within him. “Let everything go. ”
Gibbs nodded, more reflexively than consciously, before crying out once more as he felt warm slick heat slide into him. Lips crushed against his, and his mouth was invaded as he felt that slick heat begin to move, forcing him break the kiss as he arched up and against Tony as cries of pleasure shuddered out of him while his sweet spot was deeply messaged.
Gibbs felt heat slide along his length, and could not figure out if it was desire, water, or his lover although he ceased to care as another finger pressed itself inside of him while Tony’s tongue lavished his chest at the same time.
Gibbs was moaning and gasping as he half demanded, half begged, “Enough…need you…” Gibbs cried out as another finger joined the others, provoking more heat from inside him. It was as if there was a fire being stoked within him, and it was too much heat for him to handle.
Gibbs just barely heard Tony reply in a wolf laden voice, “You have me.” Gibbs couldn’t help but shudder and moan as his lover’s rough voice hummed through him.
What was it about Tony? He could spark so much heat within Gibbs without having to really even try, and, more than that, Gibbs couldn’t help but show Tony the side of him that existed under his mask. Was it magic or love? Perhaps, it was both.
“Not like this…” Gibbs flexed his iron will as he heaved his head off of the shower wall to look his lover in the eye. “I need you…” He panted with great emphasis on the word ‘you’. He knew Tony understood him the first time, but was enjoying making him work for it. The sly smile that spread on Tony’s face was proof enough of Gibbs’s theory.
He whimpered as he felt Tony’s fingers withdrawal from him and gasped, crying out his lover’s name as Tony entered him once more, and filled him entirely.
Tony had one hand buried in his mate’s hair and another firmly squeezing his mate’s bottom. He was the only thing still holding Gibbs up, keeping him from falling as Gibbs dug his fingers almost painfully into Tony’s back.
It only took a couple of minutes before Tony had them both sailing on that final release; his mate crying his name and declarations of love in way that made him never want to let go.
HOW WAS THAT?
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Author's Chapter Notes:
When the moment of danger passes, we are forced to focus on the things we would rather not have to confront at all.
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WARNING: HOT STEAMY SEX AND A VULNERABLE GIBBS!!
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