After a hard day at the bullpen all Tony wanted to do was go home and relax with the help of pizza, beer and a much loved movie, not the date that he had Ziva and McGee believe he was going on tomorrow night. After all, the womanising persona that he projected wasn't entirely true, merely embellished. Yes he liked women, definitely liked to flirt with them, but not to love, cherish, and spoil for the rest of his life. Sure Jeanne was fun to be around, attractive even, along with all the others but certainly not what he considered to be a 'lifelong' partner. No what or who Tony wanted, needed even, was more courageous, strong, and masculine, with planes of firm muscle not a soft toned body that came with the women he was known for chasing after. This was what Tony craved but this is exactly what he couldn't have, so tried to replace, often hitting bars and clubs trying desperately to find exactly what he was looking for. Only he couldn't do it, couldn't find that one person who fit his criteria perfectly, because he knew where to look, knew where to find but yet he refused to go. Why? This was a question he'd asked himself hundreds possibly thousands of times before and the answer he kept coming up with; I can't lose him, not the only man I've ever truly loved. Sure, he'd had relationships with men before, very successful ones at that, but they never made it past the year mark. Sure the sex was great, brilliant in a few instances but not what he wanted. Not because of the commitment issues, but because Tony DiNozzo wanted Leroy Jethro Gibbs.
Tony POV
As I rubbed my hands over my face, after finishing my report after a week of hard work, I look at the man I want, I need and see how tired he looks, how despite the coffee he needs to eat a decent meal and sleep for a good 8 hours. But I know this is not what he'll do. He'll go home, pour some bourbon and work on his boat, well into the early hours of the morning, then sleep under the boat for a couple of hours at most. I know this because of the few times I've had to crash at his place, always the same, it's like he's trying to torture himself but I don't yet know what for.
"Tony, DINOZZO". This startles me out of my train of thought and jolts me back into the bullpen.
"I said go home" Gibbs barks roughly, without me having to ask why he's shouting my name.
"Yes boss" I reply with my usual exuberance. I grab my stuff and walk with Ziva and McGee to the elevator asking them how they're going to spend their weekends even if it is only so I can brag that I've got the hottest date in town tomorrow night. This is true but they what they don't know and I doubt they will ever suspect is that this date is not with a woman. Ziva tells me she's going out with Abby tonight and McGee babbles something about going to dinner with his sister as she's in town and playing computer games, probably for the entire weekend. I love and leave them at the parking garage, walking to my car desperately needing to get home, relax and to sink deep into my own thoughts, fantasies. That's what's kept me going for the last 7 years. Driving home, is filled with mundane thoughts like what to order for dinner, Chinese, Thai or pizza, but once home I know what or whom shall invade my thoughts.
Walking through my front door I'm confronted with the smells of home cooked food, macaroni cheese if my senses are working correctly and they usually do. It's Ziva, strange in the elevator I'm sure Ziva said she was going out with Abby tonight.
"Hey Ziva, what ya doing here? Thought you had plans with Abbs tonight? And more importantly is that mac n cheese I smell?"
"Answering your questions Tony, I'm here because Abby had to cancel but she was sure you weren't doing anything much tonight so thought I should come here instead. And yes Tony that's macaroni and cheese you smell. I hope I'm not intruding because I can go." This last question added because Tony looked slightly disappointed.
"No, Ziva stay, we can stick a movie on. Whatd'ya say?"
"Ok let's do it. So long as it's not one of your rubbish action films I'm in"
"Good that's good, let me go and change and I'll be right with you."
Walking through to the bedroom I wondered why I'd just agreed to this, I could have told Ziva already had plans, but then again what would I have done having turned Ziva away. Fantasised about Gibbs whilst jerking off, yeah what a change that would make. It's not like you do that every night your home. Maybe saying Ziva could stay would be fun and I guess I'll save the money I was going spend on the takeout. Changed into sweats and t-shirt I make my way back to the kitchen where I've left Ziva and get out plates and forks asking where she'd like to eat, at the table or with it on our laps in front of the telly. Laps it is and after the foods dished up we go through to the living room where Ziva chooses our film of the night, which turns out, despite her earlier comment about rubbish action movies to be Die Hard. Whilst the movie plays we eat in comfortable silence until we've both finished, at which point I take the plates to the kitchen and come back to get comfy finding Ziva sprawled out across half the sofa.
"Budge over, I prefer to watch movies from the comfort of the couch as well"
"I'm not moving Tony, find another seat" although as she says this she does curl her legs up making room for me on the sofa as well.
As I sit down Ziva sits up making me wonder what I've done wrong this time but apparently Ziva just wants to snuggle and rests her head on my shoulder and so this is how we watch the film. At some point we must have fallen asleep because I'm awoken by a soft knocking on the door. Wondering who it could be I gently ease out from under Ziva so I can answer the door.
"Gibbs. I uhh wasn't expecting you boss, we catch a case?" Still standing there, blocking his way into the house.
"No DiNozzo, now you gonna stand there all night or you gonna let me in?"
"Umm sure boss, come in"
I follow him in waiting for his reaction when he spots Ziva asleep on my couch, he hesitates only for a split second, I almost missed it but then knowing someone for 10 years really lets you see the things other people don't get to see, don't notice. Turning to me he says "DiNozzo why is Ziva asleep on your couch?"
"Well you see boss, she was supposed to be going out with Abby tonight but then Abby had to cancel so Abby suggested her coming here as Abby didn't believe I was doing anything tonight, so when I got home Ziva was already here and she'd cooked mac n cheese I couldn't turn her down so we kinda stuck a movie on and we must have fallen asleep, then u knocked…"
"Ok DiNozzo I get the picture"
"So boss what you doing here?" I ask in a vain attempt to deflect my ramblings.
"Need a place to stay, water pipe burst at the house." As he says this I wonder why on earth he comes here of all places and not a hotel, Gibbs is not known for staying in any of his employees houses. I find this strange and wonder it's going to be awkward with him staying here.
"So yes or no DiNozzo?" he asks me in his usual gruff manner. Still trying to think of a lame excuse I settle with "well what with Ziva here boss, there's not really much room, not that I don't want to offer you a place but I really don't have the room." Then Ziva walks in obviously awoken by the voices and having heard our conversation she pipes up with
"Don't worry Gibbs I was just leaving, see you around Tony" and with that she turns around and walks out leaving me with no excuse as to why Gibbs can't stay.
"Guess that leaves you with the couch boss, I'll go get blankets and a pillow." As I turned to walk away I heard him grunt his approval and the couch move as he sat down. Walking to the bedroom all I could think was how stupid id been to let him stay, even though I knew I'd never have been able to let him walk away with nowhere to stay. I still don't know why he chose here instead of a hotel, I shall have to remember to ask him at some point. Returning with the blankets and pillows I ask
"So boss any idea how long you're gonna be staying here? It's not that I don't want you to stay it's just I got this smoking hot date tomorrow night and I was gonna bring her back here but I could just…" I trail off when I catch sight of his face, a gruff expression which I apparently misinterpret so what he says next confuses me.
"DiNozzo, it's your apartment, you want me to make myself scarce tomorrow I can manage that." Ok not angry as I first thought and it appears he's brought my lie about the smoking hot date.
"Thanks Boss. Here's the blankets and pillows and I'm gonna turn in now so sleep well, oh and help yourself to beer and coffee, I've got plenty of both."
"Thanks DiNozzo" I hear as I walk into the bedroom just before I shut the door.
I collapse onto my bed and grab the remote turning on the last movie I watched in this TV with no clue what it is but I soon find out. It's a porn flick with the lead actor that looks a lot like Gibbs. I turn it down but not off, not wanting Gibbs to hear it but unable to stop myself watching it. It's set in an office and the lead actor is fucking his very female secretary over his desk, I only watch the Gibbs like actor, unable to tear my eyes away from him. I shouldn't be doing this, especially not with Gibbs in the next room. I feel myself start to harden and wish it was me underneath him and not the little slut he's fucking on camera. Wish it was Gibbs fucking me or me fucking him, I don't mind so long as I have Gibbs, but I know it's never going to happen so I resign myself to the fantasies. I start to fondle my balls through my sweats, start stroking until I'm fully hard. As the actor pulls out and starts fucking the little sluts mouth I strip off my t-shirt and sweats leaving me in just my boxers pulled down enough so I can release my cock and stroke myself properly imagining Gibbs hand instead of my own. The action on camera is getting more heated, frenzied, animalistic even and I start to thrust into my own hand using my other to tug on my balls hard, not sparing anything. Suddenly I hear something from the living room and I freeze hands still on my hard cock and balls but unable to move, listening carefully for further movement. It's Gibbs moving around the kitchen probably getting beer. My cock is beginning to soften now as I think how he could walk in at any moment wanting something. I turn the porno off and walk through to the ensuite to have a cold shower. It doesn't work, the scene I imagined in the bedroom keeps running through my head successfully making me hard again and I hope against hope I locked the bathroom door as I once again take my cock in hand bracing myself against the wall with the other. It doesn't take long before I'm cuming and sliding down the shower wall, my legs unable to support me any longer. I quickly wash and dry then return back to bed and fall into a restless sleep dreaming of Gibbs.
Gibbs POV
I ordered them all to go home, it had been a long, hard case and we were all exhausted. Ziva and McGee jumped at the chance picking up their packs and walking hastily to the elevator. Tony however I had to tell twice, well shout at before he moved to grab his pack and go home. He looked lost in thought looking in my direction but not at me, I don't think. The team entered the elevator and as the doors closed I heard tony bragging about his hot date he had tomorrow night. He seemed to be going on a lot of dates lately although not this last week. We'd barely had time to sleep and eat let alone go on dates. I stayed a while longer finishing my report and signing the others before heading home for the night, thinking of what I'd do with the boat tonight and the large amounts of bourbon I'd probably end up drinking. Arriving home however was slightly harder than I imagined, given that the ground floor and most of the basement were flooded and a team of people and fire engines were working on pumping the water out. I thought of my options I could get angry and demand to stay, but that wouldn't work. I could go stay at a hotel but then again I'd need all the money I could get to repair what damage the water had done. So that left one of the team's houses. Sleeping in a coffin was out thereby ruling out Abby. Ducky would have 101 monologues let alone the dogs, Ziva and McGee had both had plans which left Tony's apartment free for me to stay, well I hope. I pull into the visitors parking garage at Tony's apartment block and begin the climb upstairs remembering what Tony had said once about the lifts being dodgy. I knock on the door, no answer, so I try again this time I hear movement behind the door and Tony answers dressed in sweats and a t-shirt, so that answers my question about him not having plans for tonight.
"Gibbs. I uhh wasn't expecting you boss, we catch a case?" Still standing there, blocking my way into the apartment.
"No DiNozzo, now you gonna stand there all night or you gonna let me in?"
"Umm sure boss, come in" He stands aside and I walk past and into the living room, hesitating for a split second when I see Ziva asleep on his couch.
"DiNozzo why is Ziva asleep on your couch?"
"Well you see boss, she was supposed to be going out with Abby tonight but then Abby had to cancel so Abby suggested her coming here as Abby didn't believe I was doing anything tonight, so when I got home Ziva was already here and she'd cooked mac n cheese I couldn't turn her down so we kinda stuck a movie on and we must have fallen asleep, then u knocked…"
"Ok DiNozzo I get the picture"
"So boss what you doing here?" He asks which seems to be an attempt to deflect attention of himself and Ziva.
"Need a place to stay, water pipe burst at the house." I reply which if it hadn't of been the truth would have seemed a pretty lame excuse.
"So yes or no DiNozzo?" I ask him hoping it's a yes for reasons I don't even know myself
"Well what with Ziva here boss, there's not really much room, not that I don't want to offer you a place but I really don't have the room." I start thinking he just doesn't want me here and am about to say don't worry about it when Ziva walks in obviously awoken by the voices and having heard our conversation come out with "Don't worry Gibbs I was just leaving, see you around Tony" and with that she turns around and walks out.
"Guess that leaves you with the couch boss, I'll go get blankets and a pillow."
I watch him go wondering exactly why Tony doesn't seem to want me to stay and I wonder about maybe going to Ducky anyway like I probably should have done in the first place. But then he's back carrying pillows and blankets so I may as well stay.
"So boss any idea how long you're gonna be staying here? It's not that I don't want you to stay it's just I got this smoking hot date tomorrow night and I was gonna bring her back here but I could just…"He trails off and I take the opportunity to cut in or I'm sure he'll just keep talking nonsense.
"DiNozzo, it's your apartment, you want me to make myself scarce tomorrow I can manage that." "Thanks Boss. Here's the blankets and pillows and I'm gonna turn in now so sleep well, oh and help yourself to beer and coffee, I've got plenty of both."
"Thanks DiNozzo" I hear him shut the bedroom door and drop down onto the couch wondering just what's going on with DiNozzo. He normally brags sure but it was like he was trying to outdo himself. I turn the TV over to a baseball game and watch for a while trying not to think about how strangely DiNozzos acting. After a whilst I get up and wander through to the kitchen taking DiNozzo up on his offer of the beer then walk back to the living area and sit back down, hearing the shower start as I do so. I don't hear Tony finish up with his shower as I fell asleep pretty quickly, not even finishing the beer I'd just been to get.
