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Workin' For The Weekend (Follows Overcoming)

by: BuffyAngel68 (Send Feedback)

Series: - No Series - #1
Chapters: 015 Word Count: 14418
Rating: ADULT
Character(s): Jethro Gibbs, Tony DiNozzo, Timothy McGee, Other Male Character
Category(ies): Angst/Drama, Drabble, Humor, Hurt/Comfort, Romance
Pairing(s): Gibbs/DiNozzo
Summary: The week leading up to Cody's visit is a bit of a roller-coaster for Jethro and Tony, but once the other man arrives, it's all uphill...

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11

Workin’ For… 11/?

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“Hey. You ready to get goin’ again?”

“Yeah.” Tony acceded, straightening up gradually. “I am. Thanks for the break. Guess I kinda needed it.”

“Nothing wrong with that either. Everybody has to define the important words for themselves. Strength, courage, love… we all understand them differently and we all see the world through that filter.”

“Unless someone comes along and changes it… for better or worse.”

“True. Jethro’s on the better side, yeah?”

“More than anything or anyone I’ve ever known. My history isn’t exactly roses and lollipops, but he’s showing me I can get past it… get to a place where I live as who I really am, not who I used to be or what other people try and convince me I should be.”

Cody grinned and murmured, his gaze becoming distant momentarily.

“Sunshine…”

“You’re kidding me.” Tony interjected brightly. “You actually know that song?”

“I do. It was one of my mom’s favorites. Petulah Clark I think…”

“Could be. Hard to remember. I always loved that song.”

“That surprises me. Not really your style, is it?”

“That was *why* I liked it. It wasn’t chamber music or any of the stuff my parents listened to and it was a break from the rock and pop I usually favored. Plus, girly music made my dad stay out of my room. He was too afraid of what he’d see if he barged in at the wrong moment.”

“Classic.” Cody laughed. “How old were you?”

“I don’t know. Seven, maybe eight. It was most the rebellion I could get away with, so I took full advantage.”

“Really…. Hell, that could be your answer right there.”

“What could be?”

“Not now, okay? Jethro knows you a lot better than I do. If I muck around without his insight, I could really make a gigantic mess. Let’s wait and we’ll explore my theory when he gets back.”

“Ooookay. So… what are we doing instead?”

“Anything you want. Name it.”

“Some Q and A would be great.”

“Subject?”

Tony blushed beet red and looked down before he answered.

“I’ve, uh… I’ve been scanning the internet… for toy catalogs. Just to kind of see how far some of this stuff might go. They don’t get real specific about the how and why… and especially not the where.”

“How about the real world?”

“At the house. Twice. That cabinet…” Tony murmured then let the thought trail off into silence, shaking his head.

“Oh, yes. I know it all too well.”

“Jethro took me to Paper Moon a while back, too. He wanted us to have brand new things to play with… nothing with past associations that could start me wondering.”

Cody’s face lit up.

“Paper Moon… I haven’t been there in forever. I’ll have to stop and visit with Marcus before I head home. So? What treasures did you and Jethro find?”

“A vibrator, padded cuffs… and one of those... harness and ring pieces. There was a lot more stuff I wanted to ask about… but at the time I wasn’t even close to being ready for that conversation.”

“Now you are?”

“It’ll be easier with you. I think…” Tony said, finally raising his eyes.

“Let’s give it a shot and see. What piqued your curiosity the most?”

“Catalog or store?”

“Either.”

“Well… this one site I was checking out had what looked like a hammock… but I read the dimensions and it’d be way too small. They called it a swing, but…”

Cody grinned lightly and felt heat rising mildly in his own face.

“Yeah. That… mostly, I think it’s used for fisting.”

“Fisting… you mean… you can’t be serious.”

“I’ve only experienced it once. Have to tell you it was pretty incredible, but it’s definitely not for beginners or the faint of heart. Took most of a night… about six or seven hours. I’ve never been taken care of like that.. never felt so loved. A long massage with scented oils, soft jazz in the background, passionate, gentle words filling up my head and setting my body on fire… It was almost two hours before he even*started* to prep me and open me up. Every time I got nervous or tensed up even the tiniest bit, he stopped, kissed me and talked to me… waited ‘till I was ready to go on. By the end… well, let’s just say if I could guarantee it’d always be like that, I’d do it again in a heartbeat.”

A moment later, Cody was shifted sweetly out of his reverie by the sensation of a tissue brushing over his cheeks, wiping away tears he didn’t know he’d been shedding.

“You said you lost someone. Was that…”

“It was.”

“I wish I could’ve known him. He sounds like an amazing person.” Tony offered quietly, continuing to absorb the evidence of Cody’s still raw grief. When he felt the mini-storm had passed, the dom touched Tony’s hand and the tissue was withdrawn.

“You… good Lord, kid, I thought only Texans had hearts that big…”

“It was nothing. I’m just glad I could help.”

“Nothing? Hell’s bells. Sometimes just being there is everything, Anthony. You know… Russ would’ve adored you. He was a sucker for anybody who really cared and wasn’t afraid to show it. From what you said last night, it’s clear you’ve been hurt pretty bad. How did you ever manage to hold onto that caring? How did you not lose it to bitterness… or to anger?”

“I don’t know. Being a cop, I guess. Kinda hard to give in to selfishness and personal angst when you know people are depending on you. Brutal murders, drug addiction, battered wives and kids… seeing all that totally puts your own stuff in perspective.”

“Yeah. Guess it would. Jethro’s able to help, too, I hope?”

“He’s amazing. Wednesday, after… after what happened, he took me someplace private and he let me get it all out. He just took it off my shoulders… soaked it up.”

“Like that tissue.” Cody responded, gesturing to the crumpled item still clutched in Tony’s fist.

“Right.” Tony chuckled.

“You’re not ready to talk, yet, hmmm?”

“About that morning? No.”

“In that case let’s shake off this blue vibe and do something fun…”

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TBC…….

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