Title: Contentment Thy Name Is Jethro Gibbs

Author: Tigerlily06

Genre: Slash

Fandom: NCIS
Summary: Jethro and Ducky spend a quiet evening together.

Disclaimer: I don't own them and I'm not making any money off of them.

Author's Notes; For Nikki and the Yuletide challenge at the Gibbs/Ducky community at Live Journal.

Jethro Gibbs was a content man. He had received his Christmas wish and that had been a day off spent with the only person he loved more than life. He leaned in the doorway to his kitchen and watched his lover fix them a simple repast from the Christmas leftovers he had brought over the night before.

"Do you need help, Duck?" he asked, knowing what his lover's answer would be. It was a known fact that Jethro wasn't very handy in the kitchen.

Ducky looked over his shoulder and shook his head in the negative. "No dearest," he said. "I have everything in here under control."

"But?" Jethro had been always able to read his lover's mind.

"But, you can set the table for me," Ducky replied with a warm smile. He had learned in the many years of their friendship that it was best to give Jethro something he could do, and therefore make him feel like he had helped out in some fashion without destroying the kitchen.

"Okay," Jethro agreed with a smile of his own. He turned to leave, but stopped and turned back. "I love you."

"And, I love you, my dear," Ducky answered. His blue eyes dark with the love and passion he felt for Jethro.

Jethro nodded and went to set the table.

&/&/&

Ducky sat in the kitchen happy to watch Jethro do up the few dishes they had dirtied. He enjoyed watching his lover engage in such simple chores, but if he was to be truly honest with himself, he enjoyed watching Jethro period.

Jethro moved with a grace that Ducky slightly envied because of his bad leg, but loved nonetheless.

It had been like this for him since the day he had first met Jethro. Sometimes, Ducky thought Jethro used that to his advantage, but he rarely minded.

&/&/&

"Hey, Duck," Jethro said as he gently shook his lover's shoulder. "Where did you go?"

Ducky looked up into Jethro's concerned –filled blue eyes and smiled. "No where, my dearest. I was just reflecting on how much I like watching you do the dishes."

Jethro smiled. He cupped Ducky's cheek before leaning down and brushing lips against Ducky's.

It was the briefest, but the most tantalizing of kisses.

&/&/&

"Did you have a good Christmas, Duck?"

"Yes, I did," Ducky answered with a sigh as he snuggled deeper into Jethro's arms. They were sitting on Jethro's sofa basking in the warmth of the fire in the fire place and watching the lights on the tree twinkle in the firelight. "And, you my dear, did you have a good Christmas?"

"Everyday I spend with you, Duck, is good." Jethro brushed Ducky's hair from his forehead and placed a kiss there. He could never get enough of the man who held him with such passion. "I love you."

"Show me," Ducky requested and Jethro was happy to oblige.

&/&/&

Jethro watched Ducky sleep. He was relaxed and content from their gentle love making.

"Merry Christmas, Duck," he whispered. He placed a light kiss on Ducky's forehead and slipped into a dreamless sleep.

The End