Title: I didn't realize you could be Romantic Ch. 2
Genre: SLASH Gibbs/DiNozzo
Summary: Gibbs discovers his own feelings for Dinozzo. What does he do about them?
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Gibbs emerged from the elevator to see all three of his agents already at their desk working or more likely pretending to work. As he had ordered it was 0900 and all were there looking refreshed and more than ready to find out the mystery of their little visitor last night.
There was a coffee on his desk that was unusual, not that someone had gotten coffee, but because they had placed it on his desk before he arrive. His agents liked to make sure he knew who was sucking up to the boss. Gibbs paused momentarily as he suddenly found a new meaning to that phrase. He rolled his eyes as he continued to his desk.
"What have we got?" He asked sitting down and taking a long drag of the coffee.
"Abby's on her way up." McGee answered.
"And?"
"She's been working on the truck and the box the guy was in since she got in this morning Boss." Tony chimed in.
"Driver of the UPS truck did not know one of the packages had a person in it. He was not involved in any way." Ziva continued.
"And?" Gibbs said again.
"And." Abby smiled emerging from the elevator. "His girlfriend mailed him here."
Gibbs' brow furrowed.
"Got prints off the packing tape. They are bringing her in now."
Gibbs rose and crossed over to Abby kissing her cheek. "Good work Abs."
She beamed.
"Ziva, McGee you interrogate the girlfriend. I wanna know if we need to worry about any other "special packages" arriving. Dinozzo you're with me."
"At your six boss."
Tony followed Gibbs into the elevator trying not to think about what had happened within these four walls yesterday. He concentrated on the fact that Gibbs knew and treated him no differently, Although Tony still hadn't decided if that was a good or bad thing.
Out of nowhere he felt the all too familiar Gibbs head slap.
Tony looked at him sideways. "What was that for Boss?"
"When you bring me coffee, you make sure I know you brought me coffee. Understood?"
Tony's eyes darted around as if trying to decipher some strange language Gibbs had suddenly started to speak. Then he realized what Gibbs was getting at.
Tony nodded. "Got it Boss." No one every just sat a cup of coffee on Gibbs desk, they took credit for it. "Sor-Won't happen again Boss."
"It will but I'll just remind you again." Gibbs slapped him on the back of the head again.
"Thanks Boss. Remembering now Boss."
They stepped off the elevator at autopsy. Tony a few steps behind Gibbs.
"What yeah got for me Ducky?" Gibbs request fell on deaf ears. Ducky was engrossed in talking to a very beautiful, long legged blond.
"Hello, Hello." DiNozzo had already moved from behind Gibbs and was walking towards the talking pair. As he reached them he stopped, taking the woman's hand and kissing it gently. "Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo, but please call me Tony."
The woman smiled, already charmed by the young man before her. Ducky looked over at Jethro who seemed to be studying the two as if he had never seen Tony work his magic.
Gibbs watched, really watched the way Tony interacted with the woman. He was suave, debonair actually cheesy at times. But women seemed to be drawn to him. Of course DiNozzo was good looking, any man or woman could tell you that. Still what everyone saw was superficial, very few people saw the true Anthony DiNozzo underneath. All the team had seen glimpses. He himself had caught a major glimpse into Anthony DiNozzo yesterday in the elevator. The jokes helped him cope with the stress of the job and of life in general. But the serious Anthony, the one behind the mask of womanizing, joke telling, movie watching, frat boy, that serious side was what Holly had been talking about last night.
Tony had played the field, done the one night stands and clubbed until he probably couldn't club any more. As Gibbs himself knew, that gets old after a while and sooner or later, something or someone comes a long and makes you realize that there is more to life than that. You start to realize there are morning after's, breakfast in bed, long Sunday afternoons making love, coming home to someone and most of all love. It's that person that fills that empty void in your heart that you have been trying to fill with meaningless things that give you nothing in return. Shannon had done that for him and he had finally felt whole, as if she had somehow been a missing part of him that he didn't know he needed.
Was that what he was for Tony? That someone that Tony needed to realize that there was more to life than what he was experiencing now, something that could fill the void and make it seem whole again. Jesus, Gibbs shook his head. When the hell did he get all philosophical? This whole situation was throwing him off and more than that it was pissing him off.
The blond now had her hand on Tony's forearm and was laughing suggestively at what Tony had just said. Gibbs felt his heart contract and warmth washed over him. God damn it, I will not be jealousy. He had no damn right to be jealous. Gibbs ran his hand over his face. "DINOZZO!"
Tony jumped practically falling off the corner of the autopsy table he was half sitting on. Actually all three of them jumped.
Gibbs made his way over to the group now standing silently after his louder than intended shout. "Ma'am." Gibbs said forcing a half smile as he offered his hand. "Special Agent Gibbs"
She relaxed and softened seeing the man who had shouted now smiling at her. "ME Jessica Parks."
"I didn't mean to interrupt the conversation but we are in the middle of an investigation."
She nodded. "I understand, um. Ducky I'll wait in your office." She smiled at Tony.
"Thank you my dear, I'll be with you in just a moment." Ducky smiled then turned to Gibbs almost glaring. When Jessica was out of earshot Ducky spoke again. "Jethro really? They were just talking."
"Yeah just talking Boss." Tony said not looking at Gibbs but watching ME Jessica Parks walk to Ducky's office.
Another slap on the head. Tony didn't say anything.
"I'm starting to think you like getting slapped Dinozzo."
The words came out before he realized how it sounded in light of the new information they shared. I will not watch what I saw because of this. And of course Dinozzo found it greatly amazing.
Tony grinned up at Gibbs, that Dinozzo grin, something so many women and Gibbs was now sure men had succumbed to.
"Well I don't know Boss depends on who's doing the slapping and on what part of my body."
Ducky chuckled, as always just taking it as young Anthony's sense of humor, unaware of the new subtext between the other two men.
Gibbs stared at Dinozzo for a moment longer than he had intended then he rubbed his forehead. This was it. This was the thing that would finally kill him; this new sexually charged word exchange between himself and his number two. Why is it that so many things that were a normal part of conversation suddenly had this sexual innuendo?
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Back inside the elevator Dinozzo stood side by side to Gibbs. They had gotten the last suspect; he was lying dead on an autopsy table. Now it was simply a matter of making sure no one else decided to make a surprise visit as Gibb had said. Tony was silent still unsure that he should have made that crackdown in autopsy. Had he crossed a line? Then what about that crack Gibbs had made yesterday about Tony looking at his ass. Had that been a joke or more of an invitation? Tony shook his head mentally, no he was sure it had simply been a joke.
The sudden jolting of the elevator stopping shook Tony from his thoughts. He looked over and realized Gibbs had hit the stop button.
"Problem Boss, listen I'm sorry about that crack in autopsy about the-"
"No Dinozzo I deserved that. I can give as good as I get." Again it came out without a thought.
Tony struggled, physically fought, the need to laugh at the statement. He may have succeeded had Gibbs not realized how the statement sounded and again rubbed his forehead. Tony laughed couldn't help it, the situation was just too funny.
Tony tried to speak. "Sorry boss, composing" It didn't work, he was laughing too hard.
"Just get it the hell out of your system already!" Gibbs scowled.
It took a few more moment but Tony finally stopped laughing and simply smiled. "Sorry Boss, sorry"
"Stop apologizing!"
"I know sign of weakness."
Gibbs shook his head. "How the hell did I get in this situation where suddenly everything I say has some double meaning?"
"Umm think it started with you telling me not to stare at your ass as you wa-"
"I remember Dinozzo, very well thank you."
"Of course you do, you're not that old, memory hasn't gone yet."
"Dinozzo!"
"Got it shutting up now Boss."
"What is it you exactly want from me Dinozzo?" Gibbs asked, pacing inside the elevator like a caged animal. "Because I don't get it."
For the second time today Tony had that look as if he was trying to decipher the unusual language Gibbs was speaking.
"You find out I know about your feelings for me. Then you hide the fact you brought me a cup of coffee. Next you're hitting on some woman in autopsy. Then you're telling me you like to get slapped." He stopped pacing looking deep into Tony's eyes. "How the hell am I supposed to interpret all that?"
Tony's first thought was he had never heard Gibbs use that many words before. His second though was why is Gibbs trying to interpret anything?
"Kinda like a Hitchcock movie, never know what's around the corner." Tony half smiled.
"Damn it Dinozzo I'm serious." Gibbs fist hit the wall behind Tony.
To Tony's credit he didn't even flinch. He knew Gibbs was not good at the emotion thing. Hitting the wall was the only way the man knew to deal with it. Still the action did have an effect on Tony. All trace of playfulness had left Tony's face replaced by the serious Tony. The Tony Gibbs had been thinking about earlier in autopsy.
"I didn't realize you were interpreting my actions Bos- Gibbs."
"Well I guess I am." Gibbs was calmer now flexing his fist trying to take the sting away that hitting the wall had left.
Then Tony spoke.
"I never wanted you to find out. When you did seemed pretty obvious you didn't feel those feelings so I tried to just let it go at that. The crack yesterday about watching your ass. I wasn't upset I was relieved, glad you could still joke with me, even about that. The coffee, stupid, I just didn't want you to take it the wrong way and I should have known you never would. The woman in autopsy, it's what I do, plus maybe hoping to make you jealousy. Get a reaction out of you. And the crack about being slapped, although true in some sense, no hinky stuff, I mean no whips and chain's and-"
"Dinozzo." Gibbs rolled his eyes.
"Right rambling." Tony smiled. "But I like the banter between us. It's good and it feels right. Also makes me feel like I can get you off kilter sometimes which few people can do."
There was a silence as the two men simply stared at each other a moment. Then Gibbs spoke as if answering each of Tony's statements.
"I'm glad I found out and glad you were honest with me. Those feelings, my feelings, I'm working on that. The crack about watching my ass was me joking." He paused, "partly. The coffee we discussed. The slapping joke, still rolling that over." Gibbs started the elevator back up and quickly the doors open.
"Um boss,"
Gibbs paused as he was about to step out.
"The woman down in autopsy, one point you didn't touch on."
Gibbs half nodded with a smirk. "It worked Dinozzo." And he walked out.
Tony stood there a moment letting the conversation sink in. Had Gibbs just admitted that Tony hitting on that woman had made him jealous?
"McGee, ice bag."
The Probie agent looked confused. "Ice boss?"
"For my hand McGee."
Tony had emerged from the elevator and was making his way towards his desk.
McGee looked back and forth between the two men.
"Yeah McGee Dinozzo pissed me off again and I punched the elevator wall instead of him." Gibbs stopped in front of McGee's desk. "You wanna be the second reason I have to decide whether to hit an agent or the elevator wall."
"No Boss getting the ice." McGee fled.
Gibbs took his seat at his desk. All Ziva could do was stare.
Tony tried to hide his smile, in no way offended by the half-truth Gibbs had told.
"Dinozzo wipe that smirk off your face." Gibbs said as he started tapping at his key board.
"Smirk. Wiping. Gone Boss."
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The day seemed endless and now with only twenty minutes left the animals were restless, Gibbs included. He saw the e-mail pop up on his screen and hid a chuckle as the familiar senders address greeted him. He clicked it open.
Worked out that little black and white
problem you were having. Don't wait too long.
Hollis
Gibbs smiled at her for being such a good friend and for her discretion. If there had been a forth ex-wife, she would have made a damn good one. He quickly typed a reply hoping she was still by her computer to receive it.
She was. Hollis opened the message
Seeing lots more shades of gray, but still working on it.
Why shouldn't I wait too long? Patient's is a virtue.
Gibbs
A few moments later another message popped up.
Beautiful things in shades of gray often find new
Shades of color to keep them company in times of need.
Maybe a silver leaf.
Hollis
Gibbs openly chuckled this time as a smirk played across his face. The significance of the silver leaf, a Lt. Col. rank insignia not lost on him.
The three agents exchanged glances between themselves at the chuckle that had come from Gibbs. They all wondered who he was communicating with but no one would have dared ask.
Again Gibbs typed back and pushed send.
Hollis was not surprised when she read the next message. Although she thought if Gibbs had taken a moment to think about it, and not simple written out of jealousy, he would have phrased it less possessively.
This one is mine. Army can find their own.
Gibbs
Another message a few moments later.
Guess you worked out that situation quicker than I expected.
Welcome to the world of shades of gray. I'm happy for you.
Hollis
There was no reply needed and Gibbs glanced at his watch. Five minutes left. "Go home."
Right boss, thanks boss could be heard coming from the three agents around him. The three disappeared into the elevator bantering back and forth like children. Gibbs caught some small glimmer of the conversation about who he might have been corresponding with. After the elevator had descended, Gibbs turned off his own computer, turned off the lights and made a call before he entered the elevator.
As he walked to the car he was still trying to work everything out in his head. Even with the plans he had made, this still gave him plenty to think about. Before he reached his car he smiled inwardly at the sight before him. He pulled the keys from his pocket. "Decide you needed to protect my car as well as me Dinozzo."
Tony was leaning against the driver side passenger door of Gibbs' car smiling.
"Just wanted to say good night."
Gibbs nodded as he pressed the automatic door lock on his key ring and made his way to the car. He placed his hand on the door handle as if to open it then stopped. Instead he brought his face almost cheek to cheek to Tony's, his lips almost touching the younger man's ear. The shiver that washed over Tony was so intense that being so close Gibbs actually felt it. He smirked as he spoke for the first time in Tony's ear. "And I didn't even touch you." He pulled back and opened the door nodding. "Pretty impressive"
It took a moment for Tony to respond both from Gibbs having been so close and the sound of the gruff voice in his ear. When he did speak it made Gibbs laugh.
"Ass!" Tony said with none of the venom he intended.
"I've been called worse. Ask any of my ex-wives." He got in the car and rolled down the window. "Are you getting in or are you going to stand there all night basking in my impressive power over you."
"Ass!" Again as Tony made his way to the passenger side and got in.
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Tony was spooning another bite of the meatball into his mouth and trying to speak at the same time. "This is amazing, I mean authentic. I'm Italian I know."
Gibbs' shook his head and smiled.
"How do I not know about this place? I mean I'm Italian I thought I knew every Italian restaurant in town."
As Tony continued to ramble on a small older Italian woman came up with more wine. She filled Tony's glass then went to refill Gibbs. He put his hand over the glass and shook his head. The woman nodded and was about to walk away when Tony spoke.
"Excuse me."
The woman stopped and smiled.
"This is amazing, wonderful."
"Grazie tanto." She nodded with a smile.
"I can't believe I've never been here. Do you have a menu I can take?"
The woman looked at the young man confused. Then she looked at Gibbs.
"Te lo spiego a lui maria" Gibbs said causing Dinozzo to raise an eyebrow.
The woman grinned and gave Gibbs a peck on the cheek.
"You speak Italian?" Tony looked confused.
"un litte" Gibbs replied.
"So what do you have to explain to me?" Tony asked wanting to make sure that Gibbs understood he knew what had been said.
Gibbs leaned forward. "Tony we are the only two people here."
Tony glanced around, "Yeah so is it a slow night."
Gibbs shook his head again. "This isn't a restaurant Tony."
Again with a raised eyebrow. Then he really looked around taking in the fact that there were only two tables in the whole place and it looked more like a dining room of a small home than a restaurant. Tony looked at him questioning.
"Maria and Dino open up their home to private customers, upon request. We have been friends for some 20 years now."
"You had this all planned, but how did you know I would-"
"Tony, you are not that hard to read." Gibbs smirked. "A hell of a lot easier than my ex-wives."
Tony wiped his mouth. "And what would you have done if you were wrong?"
"I'd have come here and had dinner myself. Maria and Dino probably would have joined me."
Tony looked deep into those normally steel blue eyes, eyes that were suddenly softer somehow. "Thank you." It was heartfelt and Tony had never considered Gibbs to be romantic in any way but this was just that.
Gibbs smiled. "I'm glad you liked it."
They sat there for a moment just looking at each other. Neither moved, Tony was too afraid to take the other man's hand still not sure where all of this was leading.
It was Gibbs who finally moved standing up. "Stay here I just want to settle up with Maria."
Tony nodded.
Gibbs disappeared behind a half opened door. He was speaking an odd mix of Italian and English to Maria. Maria said something about no money, haven't seen you in so long, come back more often, even if it is only to visit. Bring your friend. He is very good looking. Tony laughed at that. When Gibbs reappeared he bent down by Tony's chair and for the second time spoke into his ear.
"You ready?"
The shiver crashed over Tony again and Gibbs grinned.
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The drive to Tony's apartment was spent in relative silence, but the silence that takes place between two people that are comfortable in it. Tony was looking out at the night sky counting the stars and praying that the one he had made a wish on would perform its duty. Occasionally, Tony would glance at Gibbs silently wondering what was going through the other man's mind. They turned into the parking lot of Tony's apartment and Tony was surprised when Gibbs cut the engine.
"Mind if I walk you up?"
"No." Tony opened the door and Gibbs followed suit.
Again the walk was in comfortable silence. Tony turned the key in the lock and stepped in waiting for a moment to see if Gibbs was going to step over the threshold.
He did but only enough so he could close the door behind him.
"Something to drink?" Tony asked.
Gibbs shook his head. "No need to head home, we both have an early morning tomorrow."
"Right." Tony nodded. "Thanks again, the dinner it was amazing."
"Good." Gibbs smiled as he suddenly found the floor very fascinating.
There was a moment were Tony thought Gibbs would say this was all just two friends sharing a meal. That he wanted Tony to understand that their friendship had not changed, but that it was still just that a friendship. Then it hit him.
Tony smirked. "Leroy Jethro Gibbs are you nervous?"
"No of course not!" It came out harsher than Gibbs had intended. "I just-damn it." He ran his hand through his hair. He reached for Tony's wrist meeting his gaze as the contact made both men shiver as if the touch had somehow completed an electrical circuit. "Tony, man or woman. I still have some values in this Marine head of mine."
"Ok." Tony said not quite sure were this was going.
"I can't just fall into bed with you. I need to know that-" Gibbs voice trailed off
"I get it."
"I mean I still think it's sexy when two people share that first kiss or that first touch." Gibbs looked at where his hand held Tony's wrist.
"I understand, really bo-Gibbs."
"Good." Gibbs released Tony's wrist.
"I'll see you tomorrow."
"Yeah." Gibbs turned as if to leave, his hand on the door knob, but couldn't get his mind to follow his command and turn the damn thing. Damn it. He suddenly turned again grabbing Tony's wrist and pulling the younger man against his body. For what seemed like hours they stood there drinking in each other's eyes and savoring the contact between their bodies. Then Gibbs let his lips touch Tony's. It was little more than a whisper. The kiss had been so tender yet powerful, something Tony rarely associated with Gibbs. It was the most amazing thing Tony had ever felt and he simply wanted to let the sensation wash over him.
But before Tony could completely accept the feelings flooding through him Gibbs' lips again touched his. This time the kiss was more powerful more demanding. Tony's whole body was alive as tiny pin pricks of electricity erupted on every inch of his skin. Tony was lost in the embrace. Gibbs ended the kiss and took a deep breath.
Somehow Tony found his voice. "What"
"I was right." Gibbs smirked. "Damn sexy."
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It had been two days since that first kiss, two days of bodies and evidence and autopsy reports and lab reports and running around without time to even hit the head, take a shower or hardly sleep. Tony was cranky, McGee was cranky, Ziva was cranky and worst of all Gibbs was downright unbearable. The last case had wrapped up hours ago and it was pushing into late evening.
Without looking up from his computer screen Gibbs spoke. "Get out of here all of you, sleep or do whatever it is you do and back here at 0700."
It took no more than that for all three agents to disappear, barely speaking as the elevator carried them away. When they were gone Gibbs ran his hands over his face and realized as much as he should be exhausted, he was wired and not from the coffee.
It had been two days since he had kissed Tony, two days since they had even discussed or joked about this new relationship between them. And to Gibbs surprise he was missing the opportunity to explore this newness between them. It had been a long time for Gibbs, not that he hadn't had relationships or sex. It had been a long time since he had actively worked on building a relationship to the point of getting to sex. He had been honest with Tony; he was not one for just falling into bed with someone. Sex was always the easy part of a relationship it was the rest that was hard. There was too much at stake here and neither of them could afford to fuck this up.
Maintaining relationships was not Gibbs strong suit, his ex-wives would attest to that. He was good at getting the girl or guy in this case but not good at keeping her or him. He had to wonder if it would be the same with Tony. The start of a new relationship was always the best part. Everything was so new. It was that adrenaline rush that everyone associated with love. But in reality was just some fairy tale that in many cases never ended with a happy ending. Again exhibit A; three ex-wives.
"Damn it." He said as he moved his head side to side and up and down trying to work out the kinks in his neck. He was too old to feel like a damn teenager, way too old. Again he looked at his watch it had been a half hour since everyone else had left. "Time to go home."
He walked to his car, knowing tonight Tony would not be leaning suggestively against his car. Everyone was too tired to do anything but sleep, well everyone but him. Tonight he would work on the boat. It was the best form of therapy available.
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Sometime after one Gibbs had fallen asleep laying on the boat, exhaustion finally catching up to him. It had been a fitful sleep filled with subconscious dreams of his emotion laced daily life. Dreams of cases, of Shannon and Kelly, of Tony, and of animalistic passion. They all seemed to run together in some surreal answer filled delusion created deep within his mind. As the dream of Tony was just about to begin a new, some new place, some new passion, Gibbs conscious mind returned and he realized he was being watch. The agent and Marine within him immediately pushed to the surface as silently his fingers reached for the gun that was within his reach. He felt his fingers make contact with cold steel and he sat upright, fully awake, pointing the gun at the would be intruder.
Tony sat on the bottom step. "It's me boss."
Letting out a breath, Gibbs sat the gun back down. "Jesus Dinozzo you trying to get killed?" It was a statement more than a question and came out much harsher than he had intended.
"No boss." Tony answered.
Gibbs stood up stretching and grabbing his badge and phone from the table.
"What's the case Dinozzo?" This time he actually asked a question.
"No case."
"Oh." Gibbs put the objects back down realizing this night was about to take a very long detour. "Why aren't you at home sleeping?"
Their eyes met for the first time since Gibbs had pointed the gun at him. Gibbs smiled. "Did you sleep at all?"
Tony shrugged. "Couple hours."
"Yeah me too."
Gibbs suddenly found himself appraising the young man before him. He wore faded jeans, the cuffs frayed from wear, a green sweater that matched the color of his eyes perfectly. Although he had obviously combed his hair it disobeyed and was in a state of disarray. Tony was beautiful, no denying that. Gibbs laughed, not meaning for it to be audible, but it was.
"What's so funny?" Tony asked confused why the man before him was laughing. "Wait do I have something on my face, in my teeth?" Tony looked around the room as if searching for a mirror and then realized it was highly unlike he would find one here.
Gibbs shook his head. "You're fine Tony."
The younger man smiled, pleased at hearing the sound of his first name play across Gibbs' lips. He walked over to the tool bench and picked up a sander. "Here." He threw it to Tony who caught it and looked at it like it was some completely foreign object that he had never seen. Shaking his head Gibbs sighed. "It's a sander."
"I know but me building something-" Tony looked fearful.
Gibbs wiggled a finger at him to come forward. The younger man came as if some magnetic force had compelled him without his agreement. Standing before Gibbs Tony's eyes were now questioning.
Gibbs pointed to the beam in front of Tony. "Sand." It came out as a command. Damn it! Leave work at work
"Right." Tony touched the sander to the beam and ran it over the wood a few times. Stopped and continued.
Again Gibbs shook his head, the man had no clue. "Here." He stepped behind Tony, placing his hand on top of Tony's hand holding the sander. "With the grain slow steady movements." With Gibbs controlling Tony's hand movement he showed Tony how to use the tool properly.
Tony tried to concentrate on what Gibbs was showing him, tried to focus on anything but the feel of Gibbs' body against his. The feel of Gibbs' hand on his, focus on anything but the fire building within him. Maybe Tony had been wrong about Gibbs. How could Gibbs be so close to him and not react, not show any sign of wanting Tony this close. Had the other night just been a game, something to placate Tony. He didn't see Gibbs as one to make a game out of this. Too much of a risk involved with this relationship to make it a game. Still…Tony's whole body was on fire and he knew Gibbs could feel it, could sense the hunger that grew deep within in. Yet all Tony could feel from Gibbs was a coolness. His hand was barely lukewarm atop his own. He felt no warmth except his own.
"This is not a game for me Tony." The gruff voice within his ear caused Tony to jump settling only when he felt Gibbs other arm snake around his waist and pull him close for stability.
Tony's eyes flittered shut as Gibbs spoke again a gruff whisper in his ear.
"I don't play games with the people I care about."
Unable to just stand there any long Tony dropped the sander and let his hand reach up behind Gibbs' neck pulling as if begging the man to speak again…do anything again.
Gibbs grinned as he was pulled the man closer. Oh yes this was the newness that made people love the idea of love. That fire flaming higher, the all consuming passion to devour your prey. This is what made love a drug for so many people. Knowing what Tony had been thinking all along he knew he had needed to reassure his young prey. "I do want you, want you so close." Gibbs jerked Tony closer his arm tightening around Tony's waist.
Tony tried not to let the moan escape his lips but nothing could have held it back. It felt to good being here, in Gibbs' arms, body to body as if trying to melt into each other. "But you're so cold." It confused Tony, how could someone want you so much and feel almost like ice against you.
Gibbs couldn't help but grin. He had had countless years to perfect his control, countless relationships that demanded that ability as well as countless jobs that required it. No doubt this new relationship with Tony would test that skill immensely. Gibbs could already feel his own passion trying to break free pushing just below the surface pleading to be released.
"Control is a wonderful skill," Gibbs said in explanation just before his lips made contact with Tony's neck kissing at the tender flesh. Tony arched the hunger within him palpable. Then Gibbs was nipping at his neck, expertly knowing how far he could take it without leaving marks.
"Please god, I-" It was a whisper from Tony's lips a plea for something offered up to some unseen deity. Gibbs again attacked Tony's neck and throat feeling the passion filled blood pumping under his lips.
Unwilling to let Gibbs keep his sanity while Tony was losing his, the younger man placed his hands on Gibbs' hips and pulled forcing Gibbs' groin tightly against him. He wanted Gibbs to feel the desire that was taking him over. Then Tony started rocking back and forth as if they were making love completely clothed. The response was instant.
"Jesus!" The word came out like a prayer instead of a curse as Gibbs had intended and his grip on Tony tightened. The action had the effect Tony had intended and the young man felt the hardness of Gibbs press against him. Unable to rein the control back in, Gibbs simply accepted it, mirroring the other man's movements. At that moment, lost in the sensation, ignorant of time or place, Gibbs wanted nothing more than to bend Tony over and fuck him. It would be primal, animalistic, untamed and utter debauchery.
"Tony." The name was soft, almost sweet as it escaped from Gibbs' lips. Somewhere deep within the recesses of his sanity he needed this to wait, needed time, needed to make sure, needed to know. "Tony please."
Although having become just as lost in their growing desire, Tony heard the words, the plea like nothing he had ever heard from the man. Tony would have liked nothing more than for this to end with both of them naked making love with wanton abandon. However, the plea from Gibbs had somehow told Tony it was not time. Although Tony's hands never left Gibbs hips his gyrating motion stopped as his body tried to calm and still. Gibbs simply held him and softly kissed his neck.
As was normally their way, even in their friendship, Gibbs became the calming force. Having somehow found his center again, Gibbs body started to cool, slowly but the coolness and calm started to work its way into Tony's body. It seemed to take hours for their breathing to steady and their desire to fade, but finally Gibbs released his hold on Tony's waist. Gibbs rested his hands on Tony's hips. For a moment Tony felt as if his knees would buckle and he would fall. For comfort and support he merely leaned back against Gibbs
"Jethro."
Tony's use of his first name surprised him.
"Um hum." They were the only words Gibbs could muster.
"Do you really always wait this long?" Tony paused. "To have sex with someone?"
Gibbs shook his head and smiled at the impatience of the man. "It's been less than a week."
Finding his footing Tony turned around to face Gibbs finding the steel blue eyes already fixed on his. He searched deeply within those blue eyes as if staring long enough would give him all the answers. Finally Tony smiled.
"Find the answers you were looking for?" Gibbs asked, knowing more than once he had given many people that searching stare.
Tony nodded.
Gibbs took Tony's wrist then kissed the inside of it, before looking back up into the soft green eyes. "I won't lie to you Tony and I won't play games. I'm here right now because I want to be."
Again Tony nodded.
"I may take it slower than you are used to or want me to. I may frustrate you with that, but believe me when I tell you. I would have loved nothing more than to bend you over that boat and fuck you until neither of us could walk."
Another nodded.
"Good."
"Bastard." Tony grinned.
"I am. Never said I wasn't." Gibbs placed a small kiss on Tony's lips.
As Gibbs went to step away Tony grabbed his wrist. "One more question."
Gibbs rolled his eyes. "What?" It came out with less annoyance than his look projected.
"Were you really jealous yesterday of me flirting with that woman in autopsy?"
"Yes."
The swift answer surprised Tony. "It doesn't mean anything you know." Tony wanted to explain.
"No I don't know." Gibbs said as he worked out of Tony's grasp and bent to retrieve the sander.
Tony cocked his head in that Dinozzo way. "Never really took you for the jealous type. To smooth for that."
"Well I am."
"Got it, nix the flirting." Tony said as if suddenly Gibbs was Boss again and he was following an order.
"I didn't say that."
Again a puzzled cock of the head.
Having caught the puzzled look out of the corner of his eye Gibbs shook his head and looked up at Tony. "Tony, this is a relationship. I'm not your boss, equal partnerships here."
A gleam played across Tony's face as he stepped closer to Gibbs again.
"Do you like the anger it brings out in you, the possessiveness?" With the words Tony was suddenly back in Gibbs personal space.
Having to talk about so much emotion, how he felt was starting to wear away at Gibbs control, not to mention again having Tony so close.
"Or is it that you can't control what I do. Or what other people feel about me. What is it I can't quite understand?"
Tony was pushing, pushing the buttons, wanting a reaction. And if anyone could push Gibbs buttons it was Tony, even before they had developed this new relationship.
Gibbs grabbed Tony by the forearm pulling them against each other. Their body's just touching standing nose to nose, eyes locked.
"What you can't quite seem to understand is-" Gibbs was growling. "That the moment I kissed you that night in your apartment you became mine." He seemed to pause to catch his breath, "Not because I possess you or own you because of that kiss. But because in my heart at that moment you became mine. And whether that was what you wanted out of this or not it's what you get. And although I cannot control how other people feel about you or how they look at you. I will make damn sure that they know in my eyes and in my heart you are mine. If that's not something you wanted or expected then maybe I misjudged what you want out of this relationship."
Tony again felt the heat between them realizing this time it radiated back and forth from them both. It was a possessive explanation without carrying the controlling aspect normally associated with the emotion. Gibbs had staked his claim that night. Had accepted Tony into his heart and as long as Tony wanted to be there Gibbs would claim the right of possession to anyone that tried to poach it.
Off handedly Gibbs added. "I don't have to have sex with you to feel the right of possession."
Tony nodded unable to find his voice.
Gibbs pulled Tony closer and leaned into his ear. "Now get out of my personal space before I realize the terrible mistake I made in not fucking you earlier." He shoved Tony away.
Tony was about to step away but then remember, equal partners here. He had let Gibbs control everything for far too long. Tony leaned into Gibbs' ear as if mimicking the other man's actions from a few moments ago. When Tony spoke it was calm, controlled and in the sexiest voice he could find. "Or I could do what I have wanted to all night and just drop to my knee and suck your cock until you can't even breathe."
The effect of the words was immediate, Gibbs pupils dilated and his chest tightened. There was no barrier Gibbs had to control the fire surging within.
When Tony looked into his eyes he saw nothing but complete unashamed desire.
"Tony-" The syllables were slurred and filled with the guttural growl of some wild animal.
For a moment Gibbs thought Tony was going to kiss him, instead he stepped back and started up the stairs, saying goodnight as he disappeared through the basement door.
Gibbs closed his eyes and tried to calm his breathing. The words Tony had spoken still ringing in his ears his body still sexually charged with the thought of it. "Fuck!"