French Honeymoon

By 10am CET; the newly re-committed, second time around newlyweds had landed in France. It didn’t take Jenny and Jethro long to get to their room in the hotel they were staying at. It also didn’t take them long to get settled in.  Jenny and Jethro had decided that they’d spend their first day in Marseilles in their room since they didn’t get much sleep on the flight over from the States. Jenny had decided that she’d lounge around in a pair of her pre-ripped, dark washed, favorite boyfriend cut jeans along with a thick strapped blue tank top sandwiched between her lace brace and the crop tee that she had packed.
She knew if she had left one of her shoulders uncovered by the tee that Jethro wouldn’t be able to contain himself. They were in France after all and she knew that between them being in the City of Love and the way she choose to dress that her husband would be easy to break. Jenny also decided to take it a step further when she tousled her hair so that it had that messy curled look to it. Now all she needed was either a pair of wedged sandals or a pair of peek-a-boo stilettos and her look of seduction would be complete.  Jenny sent a quick text to her sister, Ziva and Abby knowing they would be up back in the States.
“Wedges or stilettos?” Jenny sent.
“Wedges.”  Abby texted back.
It didn’t surprise Jenny any that Abby was awake at 4am back home. She was probably still wired on the countless Caf-Pows Jethro and the other men had gotten her at the after party.
“Stilettos, Jen.” Jaylyn answered back.
“Stilettos, Jenny. Have fun teasing Jethro.” Ziva said.
Seconds later before Jenny could respond to Ziva, she had gotten another text from both Jaylyn and Abby.
“Have fun teasing Jethro. Can’t wait to hear about it later.”
“Don’t torture, Gibbs too much; we’ll still need him when you guys get back.”
After reading the additional text messages, Jenny answered them all back.
“I’ll try to behave.”
“Just remember, Director; the kids don’t like it when Mommy and Daddy fight. Neither set of kids.” Abby had sent with a winking smiley face emoticon.
“You guys sure, my Uggs are looking pretty comfy right now after the flight.”
“My God, Jen; just choose a pair of shoes and go screw your husband.” Jaylyn said.
“Jen, for God sake’s its four am here and some of us aren’t as fortunate as you when it comes to getting over a hangover in the City of Love. Some of us are stuck dealing with hangovers and DiNozzo back here. Go screw your husband.” Ziva said.
“Please Mommy, go bother Daddy. I am sure he’d like that.”
Jenny decided that she’d save the Uggs for later and she slipped into the pair peek-a-boo stilettos she had brought over with her.  After Abby’s text, Jenny left her phone on the bed. She’d check it later when the girls would text her to tell her and Jethro they were at school. Right now it was time to torture Jethro. Jenny knew she’d have fun with this, she always did.
Jethro was in the mini kitchen making breakfast for Jenny and himself. Jethro didn’t hear the clicking of Jenny’s heels on the floor as she approached him.
“Your eye sight is bad not your hearing, Jethro.” Jenny said in attempts to get her husband to look up from what he was doing at that moment.
“Cute Jen.”
“I thought it was.”
“So what kept you besides the wardrobe change?”
“I was texting my sister, Ziva and Abby.”
“Jen, its four in the morning back home; you probably woke them up.”
“Only Jaylyn and Ziva; Abby is still wired on all those Caf-Pows you and the others got her at the renewal.”
“You still woke two of them up and it was probably for something that was frivolous.”
“Okay Jethro, that’s enough of that. I don’t want to bring the Director out to keep you in line while we’re here.”
“Anyway you do look good.” Jethro said as he kissed her on the cheek while he scrambled the eggs for their breakfast.
“Thank-you, thought you’d like it.” Jenny said as she took scooped up a bit of the melted chocolate from the marble pancakes Jethro was making for them and dabbed it on Jethro’s cheek.
“We can’t do this now.” Jethro said knowing full well where Jenny was going with this.
“Watch me.”
Jenny then licked the chocolate she had put on Jethro’s cheek off and switched to kissing him until he caved.
“Jen, the eggs and pancakes will burn if I give in.”
“I can fix that.” Jenny said as she turned the burners the pancakes and eggs were each on.
“You’re such a tease.”
“So, me being a tease get you to do whatever I want you to.”
“Maybe I just let you have your way.”
“If you….” Jenny trailed off as she kissed Jethro in attempt to draw him closer to her.
“were just letting….”
“me have my way….” Jenny continued as Jethro was as close to her as humanly possible now.
“then you would….”
“be the one on…..”
“top.” Jenny said finishing her seduction walk and talk.
“Sure Jen, we’ll go with that.”
“Jethro, just lie down, shut up and…..”
“be a good boy.” Jenny said finishing her sentence as she pushed Jethro back onto their bed as she imitated Ziva’s How disappointing line from eleven years back.
“Just remember you were on top seventeen years ago when we were first here.”
“I remember; that was one of my better decisions after all.”
“Agreed.”
“That decision gave you the opportunity to be a father and a husband again while it gave me the chance to actually be your wife instead of being your wife.”
“It also gave you the chance to actually be a mother.” Jethro said trying to imitate her.
“Cute Jethro.”
Before long the morning activities that Jenny negotiated her way into getting ensued. Jenny was on top as expected. Jethro gave Jenny just what she wanted. Just what she had asked for. This was all the breakfast Jenny needed.
“Guess that breakfast I was making for us is out of the question.”
“Ah yeah.” Jenny answered just after they had finished their fifth go around.
Jenny lay in their bed on her stomach. The bedding coming just to her waist line. Leaving her upper body exposed much to Jethro pleasure. The sunlight was streaming in the window and played across Jenny which pleased Jethro even more. For Jenny’s viewing pleasure Jethro left the bedding off of himself.
Jenny rested her head on Jethro’s bare, perfectly sculpted chest and was lulled to sleep by the sound of Jethro’s heartbeat. They both knew that was one thing neither of them would ever take for granted in a million years.
Hours later Jenny woke up.
“So what do you want to do now?”
“We could…..”
“Why don’t we take a break from that for a while?”
“Hell must be freezing over if Leroy Jethro Gibbs doesn’t want to have sex.”
“Its not that I don’t want to have sex with you. I just need a break, a chance to recoup from earlier.”
“Well at least now after all these years I got you to admit that you can’t pace yourself.”
“I’ve got one word for you, Jenny.”
“Umm.” Jenny replied as the reversed the situation from eleven years ago.
“Positano.”
“Jethro, I gave that one to you.”