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It was six weeks since he’d first found his Guide and his feet hadn’t touched the ground. Well, that was what it felt like. Tony was glad he was used to adapting to new circumstances. He had a new job, a new Guide; he’d moved house to name but a few things.
One of the things he was getting used to was the pleasure of arriving home to people he cared for. He now understood why people raced to get home in the evenings. He would work to protect the tribe and make it safer but his priority was Jack and Aaron always. The FBI got it and his revised contract made that an implicit understanding.
Winkler liked him a lot. In his first week there, Tony had torn through the division and removed anyone who was deceptive. Oh, and then he had improved efficiency in paperwork 33%. It was that improvement that saw him released early today.
He closed the car door and looked over the house. He used his senses to catalogue everything to check for threats. He found none so relaxed a fraction more. The renovations were complete so no more strange people in their house. It was for the best. They had discussed it as a family about moving to a new place. In the end, it was a unanimous decision - they didn’t want to move and let the bad guys win.
Tony agreed in principle but he’d seen Aaron flinch every time he entered the living room. The cleaners had redecorated at the same time. You would not be able to tell it was the same room. He shook himself out of his musings and stepped through the front door, “Aaron ...Jack?”
He didn’t see who he expected, “Hey my computer Goddess, does Derek know you are here?”
Penelope smirked, giving one of her bosses an appreciative look up and down. He was so very taken it was obvious but that didn’t mean she couldn’t look. Pene’ was going to forever love Tony because his casual flirting had cause Derek to make a move. “He does indeed. He wants to know nothing about today. His words, not mine.”
Now Tony was a smart man, he’d hidden a few degrees in his time at NCIS. Yet, he could admit he was confused. He got an answer in an all too familiar blond whirlwind.
Tony picked Jack up so they could chat. His strength and weights were coming in handy. “Hey, buddy. How was the day?”
Jack launched into all the things he’d done at school. It turned out he wasn’t bad with kids. Well, he was doing okay with Jack. They’d tiptoed around so many things. Tony had not wanted to be seen as a replacement for Haley or to step on any toes when it came to parenting.
Jack had put a stop to that himself over a week ago. “That’s silly. You are Papa Tony and Jet’ro is Grandpaw.”
Tony wanted to snicker, he didn’t as he didn’t want Jack to be offended. “Do you mean Grandpa?”
Jack shook his head. “No, he is your Papa Bear so he is now Grandpaw. Orso likes it too.”
Tony said nothing. His Spirit Guide loved Jack as much as he did. He was very protective of the little guy and no one would ever mess with him again. Orso would see to it. “What’s in the bag?”
Jack grinned, “Supplies for my evening with Aunt Penny and Uncle Derek.”
Penny grinned, “Yep, in fact, Uncle Derek is in the car. Why don’t you go show him? Have you said goodbye to your Daddies?”
Jack kissed Tony’s cheek. “All done.”
Tony looked at the smirking analyst. “What is going on?”
Penny sighed, “The team is staging an intervention. You two need the time to truly bond without little people around to spoil it. Enjoy it boss man and when you come back to work you will both be tension free. Win-Win."
Tony was listening to Aaron speaking. “Listen to her Sentinel.”
Tony was not going to make war in his own bed. Not when it was something they both wanted. The last six weeks had been an exercise in frustration. He’d done every imprint he could without sex he could. His instincts were screaming for him to finish the bond. He didn’t because he would not harm his Guide who was recovering.
All he’d been waiting for was a sign. They didn’t get any louder than this.
Penny could see her boss’ shift in thinking. This was the Sentinel at the fore, and he was on a hunt. She was a smart woman. “See you later bossman.”
“Thanks, Pen’ and I mean that from the bottom of my heart.”
~*~
His Guide was lying back on their bed. Tony couldn’t pick what he wanted to do more. There was no pretence here, this was what they had been building too in the last six weeks. It was the world’s longest session of foreplay.
Aaron opened his arms, “Come to me, Sentinel.”
Tony’s eyesight was ramped up, he wanted to savour every moment of their first time. He slipped onto the bed, stalking up the bed like he was a tiger. He sniffed and removed shirt buttons as he went. Revealing flashes of skill as he went.
He could tell Aaron was trying not to react and be a ‘good’ guide, letting the Sentinel take what he needed. Well, fuck that. He wanted his Guide in all his glory.
Tony kissed a trail from Aaron's neck to his ear, gently biting the ear when he got there. Aaron couldn’t settle as Tony’s hands were everywhere. Good. He needed to know his Guide was everything. “Fuck me.”
Aaron whimpered in shock. “The bond needs.”
Tony smirked but it was pure sex. Hotch wasn’t sure his heart would be able to take his Sentinel grinning at him like that. “The bond needs sex to make the final connection. I want your cock in me so I can feel you everywhere.” Then the smirk turned devilish. “Then I want to ride you until you screamed.”
There was the challenge in Hotch’s eyes and his Guide should know better. Tony excelled in all sports and especially sex. The only change was now his emotions were tied into the act which would make it better.
Tony could see the appeal and the lust in his Guide’s eyes. He knew it was not the norm but he loved being fucked and the sensations so why should he deny it. His hands found the slick on the sideboard. He let Aaron see him coat his fingers and reach behind. Tony was a hedonist, he pushed one finger inside and groaned at the feeling.
“This will be you soon enough,” Tony promised.
Aaron growled, “Not soon enough.”
Tony could feel the empathic links, as Aaron reached for him mentally as he held the physical just out of reach. “Soon Guide.”
It was a promise. Tony had used his hands, and his mouth to map his guide’s body. When it was combined with Aaron’s heartbeat - there was nowhere he wouldn’t be able to find him.
Tony took Aaron in his hand, stroking his raging hard dick. This was it, he looked his Guide in the eye as he reared up. He stood up and slowly sat down. This was all he needed. The space between them felt like a rapidly expanding bubble. It was them, two halves becoming one whole. Tony savoured feeling his guide inside him and slid down slow and tender. He was checking his Guide for pain, the ever-present memory of the stabbing in the fore of his mind.
Aaron kissed away the worry. They were bonded now. It would be them forever against the world. Aaron was okay with that. He didn’t know how lonely he’d become since his divorce with Haley. He wouldn’t need to worry about Tony understanding. They lived and worked together - they would make sure they found a balance to their lives. Jack would not suffer it was a vow both had made.
Aaron seeing his beautiful Sentinel sitting on his dick, reacted. He needed to do something before he did injure himself. He hissed, “Sentinel ride me.”
Tony snorted, “Yes Sir.”
Tony set a pace that was teasing, loving and amazing all at the same time. He could hear each hitch of breath as he bottom-out and the whimper when he rolled his hips. He kept doing it, loving every sound he pulled from Aaron’s lips. He was chasing their climaxes and couldn’t keep the teasing pace up.
He moved faster, panting and desperate. He wanted to watch Aaron fall to pieces underneath him. Colour exploded in front of his eyes, a double climax tore through him, both his and his Guides at the same time.
Tony collapsed down onto Aaron’s chest. His shields were like a fortress now. Aaron had taken over them without a thought. Their partnership was going to work out just fine. They were both adults secure in their own skills. Tony’s self-worth was building the longer he stayed with the Hotchner’s. He hadn’t realised the emotional impact of his childhood on his senses. It had been a rude awakening when Aaron had helped heal his empathic damage.
The scent of happiness and sex-saturated the air.
Tony was content. He felt true peace which he hadn’t known in many years. In his Guide’s arms, he felt like he could take on the world. Walk into NCIS and tear them all to pieces.
He was going to test out that theory sooner than they both realised.