Title: There's only one thing to say.
Summary: What is it that Gibbs won't talk about with Tony? Will the silence ruin their friendship or finally make Gibbs realize what he has denied for so long.
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For some reason Gibbs glanced over at Tony. More than a week had passed since their exchange and since Tony had went back on active duty, although Gibbs stuck him with taking crime scene photos and paperwork for the most part. Tony's bruises were healing, at least the ones he could see. Tony didn't wince every time he sat down or twisted the wrong way. The only visible mark on Tony's face was the deep laceration on his forehead. The same mark Gibbs had avoided that night when he kissed Tony's forehead.
And their relationship was still just work, although it had warmed slightly. Tony was back to being a smart ass and cracking jokes and Gibbs allowed himself to chuckle at them now and then. Outside of work...Gibbs hadn't seen Tony since the night at the apartment.
"Hey is everyone ready?" Abby bounced into the bullpen.
Yes rang up around her.
"Palmer's already at the bar grabbing us a table." Abby said as she made her way towards Gibbs' desk.
"No." Gibbs said before she reached him and before she could even ask.
"Gibbs! This is for Palmer." Abby sighed. "A little pre-wedding salute from the team. Ducky's coming."
"Good for Ducky." Gibbs closed the file he had been looking at and flipped to another.
"Please!" Abby pouted before him.
"One drink." Ziva turned smiling at Gibbs.
"No." A quick short answer.
"Come on Boss." Tony's green eyes fixed on Gibbs and he smiled. "You haven't been out with all of us in ages."
Gibbs' eyes narrowed, surprised by Tony's comment, especially when it meant them being around each other outside of work.
"I'll even buy the first round." Tony grinned.
Everyone stared at their boss who finally tipped his head. "One drink."
"Yeah us!" Abby clapped. "We're going to Bier Baron."
Gibbs nodded. They had all been there before, the place was known for their amazing selection of beers.
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As usual, he was the last to arrive having finished up some paperwork before leaving. His team was all assembled around a table towards the back of the bar. Abby waving frantically when she saw him in the doorway.
"Gibbs I was starting to think you were standing us up." Abby smiled.
The only seat available put him between Tony and Ducky. Great. Gibbs thought to himself. Right between the man that barely talks to him and the man that never stops talking. Taking the seat, a waitress appeared.
"What can I get you?"
"Beer." Gibbs smirked.
She rolled her eyes. "You're regular?"
"Yeah." Gibbs chuckled.
"You been hanging out here a lot?" Abby asked eyebrow raised.
Gibbs ignored the comment pulling out his wallet.
"No." Tony put his hand on Gibbs. "Told you I was buying the first round."
"Thanks."
The waitress returned putting the beer down in front of Gibbs.
"Here you go." Tony slipped her a bill.
Glancing around the bar, Gibbs was surprised how busy it was, even on a Friday night the place usually wasn't this packed.
"They're having a face full of foam contest tonight." Tony said, knowing that Gibbs was wondering why the bar was so full.
"What's that?"
"Person that drinks the most different kinds of beer from the bars menu wins a free night of drinks, a hat, and couple other things." Tony explained with a smirk.
Shaking his head, Gibbs chuckled.
"They do it once a month."
"A bunch of drunks just what the place needs."
"So you're not gonna give it a go?" Tony smirked.
"No." Seeing the two different empty beer bottles next to Tony, Gibbs raised an eyebrow. "Are you?"
"No." Tony laughed. "Been there, done that."
"Did you win?"
"Of course." A wide grin spread across Tony's face. God, he'd missed this, them just talking.
The waitress appeared and everyone but Gibbs ordered another round. Once it arrived Abby gave a toast.
"To love. Finding it, accepting it, and holding onto it." An evil grin appeared on her lips. "And to earth shattering sex."
Everyone cheered and clinked their bottles together.
"Okay Gibbs, advice for Jimmy to avoid the big D." Abby smirked.
"Abby." Gibbs glared at her.
"Come on you have to have some advice."
"Don't get married."
Palmer cleared his throat. "Think um, it's too late for that."
"Never too late until the paperwork is signed and you say I do." Gibbs shrugged taking a swig of beer.
"So you'd never get married again?" Ziva asked.
"No."
"Not even to the right person. I mean you might meet your soul mate someday." Abby sighed always the romantic.
When Gibbs didn't respond Abby continued.
"Come on there had to be something you liked about marriage."
"Yeah divorce."
"Jethro please." Ducky smirked. "You were always somewhat happy when the marriage started."
"It was the sex right?" Abby grinned. "Sex is always hot at the beginning."
Again Gibbs didn't respond.
"Excuse me."
Tony and Gibbs both turned, an attractive young woman standing between them. Mid-thirties, sandy blond hair cascading past her shoulders, blue eyes sparkling, her body lean and trim.
"Hello." Tony said putting on his best DiNozzo smile.
"Hi." The woman gave him a half smile then turned her attention to Gibbs. "You're Jethro right?"
"Yeah."
"Elena." Her smile widened. "We met months ago at Elmwood Junior High. When NCIS was looking for Ashley Kinson."
Gibbs searched his memory bank quickly. "You were one of her teachers, English teacher."
"Good memory."
Tony rolled his eyes, as he watched Elena push her hair behind her ear.
"Sometimes." Gibbs chuckled.
"Um I normally don't do this but-" Elena chewed at her lower lip. "Would you wanna have a drink with me at the bar?"
"Thanks but-" Gibbs nodded towards the group of people.
"Sure right." Elena nodded looking disappointed.
"Maybe another time." Gibbs smiled.
"Yeah, that would be great." She leaned forward slightly.
Pulling the notepad and pen from his inside pocket, Gibbs handed it to her.
She grinned as she took it and wrote her number inside then handed it back to him making sure their fingers touched.
"Call me...soon."
Gibbs nodded.
"Bye." She smiled as she turned to walk away, stealing a glance back over her shoulder at Gibbs.
"Ah poor baby." Abby rubbed Tony's arm seeing the odd expression on his face.
"What?" Tony snapped.
"Bossman's got made skills." Abby smirked. "A lot of women like an older more distinguished man. They can't all want the young playboy type."
"Whatever." Tony rolled his eyes and got up. "Gotta hit the head."
Abby smiled and looked at Gibbs. "Tony's use to being the chick magnet of the group."
Gibbs rolled his eyes.
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Splashing water on his face, Tony looked into the mirror before him. His face was red and his eyes were dilated, the denial having caught up with him as he witness the exchange between Elena and Gibbs. Unfortunately, denial doesn't make the feelings go away.
"You asked for this." He said out loud, reminding himself yet again
"Yeah you did."
Tony's eyes met Gibbs in the reflection of the mirror.
"Regretting it?" Gibbs asked standing a few steps behind Tony.
Shaking his head slowly, it was the only respond Tony could manage.
"I'm leaving."
"Alone?" The word tumbled from Tony's lips before he could stop it.
"Yeah." The annoyance evident in Gibbs' voice.
"Why even tell me you're leaving?"
Gibbs rolled his eyes and walked out of the bathroom.
Believing he was only a few steps behind, Tony rushed out the door, but found the hallway leading to the bathroom already deserted.
"Damn it!" Tony growled.
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"You missed Gibbs leaving." Abby sighed, as Tony returned to the table.
"Yeah."
"Why's your face so flushed?" Abby looked at him puzzled.
"It's warm in here." Tony waved down their waitress. "And I need another drink."
"Do you think Gibbs is right?" Palmer looked at Abby.
"About what?"
"Marriage?"
"No." Abby smiled. "He just hasn't met the right woman yet."
"Well he evidently thought he had." Palmer paused. "Three times."
She shook her head. "Those were replacements for Shannon. Gibbs needs something different, some one that will rock his world."
"Maybe that is Elena. She was not a red head." Ziva grinned. "And she was younger, maybe that is what he needs."
"That isn't what he needs." Tony snapped.
"And what do you think he needs?" McGee asked.
"Not Elena." Tony rolled his eyes.
"Well then what?" Abby asked again. "You think you know him so well, what does he need?"
"I don't know." Tony sighed, but he knew what he wanted Gibbs to need.
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Driving home, Tony stared at the road in front of him, wishing he was drunk. If he was drunk he could have called a cab, made it take him to Gibbs' place, said what he wanted to say and blame it all on the alcohol. Instead he would end up sitting at home, drinking more beer and trying to convince himself that the decision he made was still the right one.
Pulling into the parking lot, Tony immediately saw the familiar truck parked in front of his building. As he drew closer, the unmistakable figure came into view, leaning against the side of the truck. Letting out a long breath he pulled up next to the truck.
"Following me?" Tony asked climbing out of the car.
"I was here first."
"Stalking me?"
"Again, here before you."
"True." Standing in front of Gibbs, Tony folded his arms across his chest. "So just enjoying the view of my parking lot."
"Yeah."
"Why are you here?" Tony asked with trepidation in his voice.
"You already know the answer to that."
"The same thing you wanted last time I found you in my parking lot?" This was exactly like Baltimore. The truck, Gibbs waiting for him in the parking look, it was like déjà vu.
"As I remember, you started it. Pushing me against the car." Gibbs moistened his lips. "And kissing me."
Taking a step closer, Tony's eyes dance across Gibbs' face. "And you're the one that dragged me inside and-"
"And what?" Gibbs' hand circled around Tony's waist drawing their bodies together.
"Jethro please." Tony begged, a sadness in his words. "I can't go through this again."
Brushing his lips against Tony's ear, Gibbs whispered. "I want you."
"That's not enough." Tony sighed breathlessly, his hand clawing up Gibbs' back.
Letting his lips press against Tony's neck, Gibbs briefly tasted the familiar but forgotten flesh.
Tony's body shivered with desire, it would be so easy to just give in, let it happen, just like the first time.
Pulling back, Gibbs looking deep into Tony's eyes. "You know I wouldn't have come here if sex was all I wanted."
"How do I know?" Tony paused. "Sex is all you wanted the first time."
"Maybe, at first but not-" Something made Gibbs stop.
"Not after it happened?"
"Can we go inside?"
"I still haven't decided if I wanna let you in." There was a seductive quality to Tony's voice.
"Please." Gibbs said with sincerity. "We can just talk."
"Is that what you want? To talk?" Tony's eyes dilated as he felt Gibbs hard cock pressing against him. "Because I definitely get the feeling talking is not what is on your mind."
Jerking Tony closer, Gibbs growled. "What I want is to take you inside and do everything I did to you ten years ago, and somethings we never had a chance to do."
The thought made Tony moan. "Please!"
Gibbs wasn't sure if that was a please stop or please take me inside and do everything you want to me.
"Tony, we can just talk, have a beer, and work this out somehow." Gibbs let Tony go. "Whatever you want."
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Opening the door, Tony stepped inside, Gibbs a few steps behind. Closing the door behind him, Gibbs turned around and was slammed against the door, Tony's hands pressing against his chest.
"Now this I remember." Gibbs smirked seductively. "The Tony that takes what he wants."
"I want your lips." Tony growled crushing their lips together, feasting on Gibbs with a hunger that went unfed for ten years. Letting his tongue press against Gibbs' lips, Tony demanded entrance, taking it before it was even granted. Coffee, even after the beers, it was still the first taste that greeted Tony as he explored Gibbs' mouth.
Needing more contact, Gibbs' hands reached around and squeezed Tony's ass jerking their bodies together.
Seeing it as a sign of Gibbs trying to take control, Tony grabbed Gibbs' hands and pushed them above the older man's head, holding them there as he continued to deepen the kiss. Gibbs didn't struggle, didn't try to break free of Tony's grasp. This was one of the things that had surprised Tony about Gibbs ten years ago. His willingness to give Tony control, not only give it but want Tony to take it.
Ripping their lips apart, Tony took a deep breath to fill his lungs with air.
Gibbs licked his lips then glanced up where Tony still held his hands above his head. "Just gonna hold me here all night?"
"I haven't decided yet."
"Thought you wanted to talk?" Gibbs grinned remembering how easy it was for Tony to get lost in the moment.
"Yeah." Tony sighed chastising himself for losing control and forgetting that he'd told himself he wasn't going to do this again. He let go of Gibbs' wrists and stepped back. Taking a deep breath he forced a smile. "Um, beer?"
Gibbs nodded.
Grabbing a couple beers from the fridge, Tony sat them on the counter and picked up the bottle opener.
He froze as he felt the body behind him, felt Gibbs' cock pressed again his ass.
Leaning back, Tony rubbed himself against Gibbs, moaning with need.
"Did you really think I would just stop?" Gibbs whispered in Tony's ear. His arms slipped around Tony's waist unbuckling the belt, then working on the button and zipper.
"And us talking about this?"
"Only one thing to say." Gibbs growled as he shoved his hand inside Tony's now open pants and rubbed the younger man's cock.
Tony clutched at the kitchen counter, wanting to come with the first touch. "Then say it."
"I love you." Gibbs sighed.
"Jethro." Tony's heart stopped, utterly shocked by the words.
"And now I want us to make love." The words were full of love and desire. "Like it's the first time again."
"Bedroom." Tony pulled Gibbs' hand from his cock and spun around. Face to face, Tony grabbed the middle of Gibbs' shirt and dragged him towards the bedroom. He stopped once they reached the side of the bed.
Sitting down, Gibbs took Tony's hand pulling the younger man between his legs.
"Take your shirt off." Gibbs said it as a request not a command.
Lifting the shirt over his head, Tony tossed it aside then looked back at Gibbs. The older man's eyes now filled with a look of concern and sadness.
"I hate when you're hurt." Gibbs whispered as he stared at the bruises still scattered over Tony's chest and the small bandage over the gunshot wound. He knew they would be there, but still wasn't prepared for the effect it had on him.
"I'm okay."
Placing his hands on Tony's hips, Gibbs' lips found a bruise and kissed it gently.
Tony's eyes followed the path of Gibbs' lips as he kissed each of the bruises as if believing he could kiss them away. It was loving and erotic all at the same time.
"They don't hurt anymore." Tony smiled softly. "I promise."
Gibbs looked up at Tony and nodded. "Good." He tugged at Tony's jeans sliding them down his hips and letting them pool at Tony's feet.
Stepping out of them, Tony kicked them aside standing before Gibbs naked.
"God you're so sexy." Gibbs' eyes leered down Tony's naked body.
"Jethro." Tony rolled his eyes.
"You are." Gibbs' hands skimmed down the outside of Tony's thighs seeing Tony's cock twitch at the touch. Brushing his lips over Tony's stomach, he felt the muscles tighten as Tony tried to control his laughter. "Still ticklish?"
"Yes." Tony smirked. "You do like that don't you?"
"Yeah." Gibbs grinned. He loved to hear Tony laugh; it was this infectious laughter that just made you feel like everything was right with the world.
"You're overdressed." Tony smiled, pushing Gibbs' arms up and pulling the shirt off. "Lay back."
Sliding back, Gibbs laid down as Tony crawled over his body. It was an amazing and arousing sight, seeing the predatory desire in Tony's eyes.
Removing Gibbs' belt and undoing his slacks, Tony tipped his chin at Gibbs. Understanding, Gibbs raised his hips and let Tony peel the slacks from his body. Once gone, it was Tony's turn to leer at Gibbs naked body.
"Do you know what having you naked in my bed does to me?" Tony purred.
Looking down at Tony's hard cock, Gibbs licked his lips. "I think I have a pretty good idea." He moaned as he grabbed Tony by the ass and crushed their bodied together.
A low groan dripped from Tony's lips as he rubbed their cocks together, his lips brushing against Gibbs' ear. "I want you to come, wanna feel you inside me."
Taking the lead, Gibbs rolled them over.
"In the night stand." Tony nodded behind Gibbs.
Finding what he needed, Gibbs returned, starting down at Tony. "I want you just like this."
"Then take me." Tony pleaded spreading his legs farther apart.
Squeezing some lube onto his fingers, Gibbs pressed one against Tony's tight muscle and slipped inside.
"God yes." It felt so good to have the man he loved touching him again. It felt right, just like it had ten years ago.
Adding another finger, Gibbs opened Tony further, working in and out of his lover. "I love touching you."
"Jethro please." Tony panted. "I want you inside me."
Gibbs' cock ached, wanted nothing more than to fulfill Tony's demand. Removing his fingers, Gibbs put more lube on his hand then rubbed it over his cock. Positioning himself against Tony, Gibbs slowly let the head press inside.
"Tony." Gibbs snarled as he felt his lover tighten around him trying to draw him in.
"More." Tony begged.
Thrusting forward, Gibbs growled as he buried his cock inside the younger man. Taking a deep breath, he steadied himself against the overwhelming warmth and tightness. He wasn't sure how or why, but it felt even better than the first time. Taking Tony by the hips, Gibbs gradually created a steady pace of making love to Tony's body.
"That's it." Clutching at the bed sheets, everything from ten years ago rushed back. The feeling of Gibbs' cock filling him, stretching him, the grunts and groans Gibbs made as his desire and need built, and the indescribable sensation that coursed through his own body. Although he had thought about it countless times over the past ten years, nothing compared to having what he truly wanted.
"To good." Gibbs grunted. "To fucking good." He loved Tony, had wanted him for far too long to try and override the uncontrollable need.
"Come for me." Knowing Gibbs was close, Tony asked for it, pleaded for it. "Let me feel you."
Suddenly making quick short thrusts, Gibbs gritted his teeth as he felt the orgasm spread throughout his body and finally reach his cock. Lunging into Tony, Gibbs screamed the only name he ever wanted to scream again then collapsed.
Tony wrapped his arms around the body on top of him, placing small kisses on Gibbs' neck as the older man's cock twitched inside him. Waiting for Gibbs breathing to stead somewhat, Tony's lips brushed against Gibbs' ear. "On your side. Now." Tony ordered.
Gibbs moaned pulling his cock from Tony and dropping down on his side. He immediately heard the lube open and close quickly, felt Tony's body behind him, then the finger shoved into him. Another low moan.
"Nice and tight." Tony sighed again at Gibbs' ear. He smirked to himself when he felt Gibbs rock back against him. "That's it. Show me how much you want it."
Gibbs continued to rock over Tony's finger and tightened around it.
"God yes." A growl as the animal again took Tony over and he shoved another finger inside Gibbs. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard."
"Then fucking do it." Gibbs snarled.
God, Tony absolutely loved this about Gibbs. The equality of their lovemaking. It had surprised him ten years ago. Gibbs was such a dominate personality, always the one in control, that Tony assumed that was how he would be in bed. But as much as Gibbs loved to give it, he loved to get it. And it was a raw animalistic energy, like trying to tame a lion or break a wild stallion.
Yanking his fingers out of Gibbs, Tony lubed his cock and shoved it between Gibbs' cheeks. Pressing hard against the tight muscle he slipped inside. A guttural cry tore from Tony's lips as his cock was consumed by the warmth.
"Fuck me." Gibbs growled reaching back and clutching at Tony's hip.
"I'll fuck you when I'm ready." Tony snarled back, removing Gibbs' hand from his hip and entwining their fingers. He felt Gibbs squeeze then place their joined hands against his chest.
Rocking his hips, Gibbs groaned as Tony's cock pulsated and moved inside him.
"You like the way my cock feels buried inside you." Tony said it as a statement not as a question. "You love it, that's why you can't wait till I fuck you."
Gibbs grunted.
Tony smirked to himself; Gibbs always had to behave like an animal when he got fucked. And that was just fine, Tony loved taming the beast. Drawing back slightly, Tony waited them slammed back into Gibbs, making his lover moan with desire.
"I do love how tight you are." Tony contemplated asking the question he was thinking, unsure if Gibbs would answer, but wanting to taunt the beast. "Have you let any other man fuck you since that time with me?"
The rocking motion of Gibbs' body stopped and he painfully squeezed Tony's hand. "No."
Jerking back and pulling almost out, Tony lunged in and out of Gibbs a few times then slammed all the way in, crushing their bodies together. Tony brushed his lips against Gibbs' ear again. "God that turns me on." Tony sighed. "Makes me wanna fuck you even harder."
"Tony!" Gibbs roared. "Fuck me already."
Finally unable to contain it any longer, Tony frantically took Gibbs. It was hard and unbridled as they clawed and growled at one another.
"Jet!" Tony roared as Gibbs fought back against each forward thrust pounding their bodies together.
Dragging their laced hands down, Gibbs wrapped their hands around his again hard cock and stroked.
"You're gonna make me come again." Gibbs grunted.
"Stroke your cock." Tony ordered as he let go of Gibbs' hand and rubbed his fingers over the head.
"Oh God." Gibbs bellowed as Tony's fingers played with the head of his cock using the precum as lubricant.
"Having my dick buried in your ass make you hard again?" Tony snickered.
"Yes."
"Seeing you like this...letting me fuck you, your hand around your cock." Tony grunted. "I'm gonna come."
"Do it." Gibbs panted.
Throwing his head back, Tony buried himself inside Gibbs, his body convulsing as he came. Feeling Tony come inside him, Gibbs came crying out some unintelligible sound. Then the room was suddenly silent except for the labored breathing.
"Holy shit!" Tony groaned still struggling to catch his breath and calm his racing heart.
"Ten years...what the fuck is our problem." Gibbs sighed.
"You're stubborn."
"And you're not!" Gibbs barked.
"Not as stubborn as you." Tony kissed Gibbs neck. "Shower?"
"Yeah."
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"Isn't this what happened last time?" Tony sighed, flopping down on the bed.
"Sorta." Gibbs crawled up Tony's naked body.
A soft chuckle fell from Tony's lips. "So what's different now?"
Gibbs' lips kissed a path from Tony's belly button to his neck.
"I'm not letting you go." Gibbs said as he stared down into the sparkling green eyes.
Reaching up Tony caressed Gibbs' cheek. "I love you. I should have said that before."
"I know." Gibbs turned kissing Tony's palm.
"And you." Tony's hands glided down Gibbs' ribcage. "Are so amazing."
"I think you're easily impressed." Gibbs scoffed.
"No." Tony chewed his bottom lip. "I love that during sex you let me be your equal, that it's give and take."
"You are my equal."
Tony smiled that sparkling DiNozzo smile.
"But at work, I'm still your boss and I have to keep you in line and focused." Gibbs smirked.
"Oh I could tell you exactly how to keep me focused at work." Tony grinned, as his hand massaged Gibbs' ass.
Leaning down, Gibbs spoke at Tony's ear. "I want you focused on your job...not on me."
"I can do both."
Gibbs laughed. "Somehow I doubt that."
"Hey now!" Smacking Gibbs' ass, Tony scoffed.
"At work you focus on work." Gibbs clawed over Tony's cock. "When we're at home you can focus on me."
Tony nodded and moaned.
"And you so much as wiggle your hot little ass in front of me at work." Strong fingers wrapped around Tony's cock. "And the only place my hand will be is slapping you upside the head."
"Is that a threat?" Tony groaned.
"No." Gibbs stroked faster. "That's a promise."
"Question?" Tony asked thrusting into Gibbs' hand.
"What?" Gibbs barked annoyed.
"Which head you gonna slap?"
Gibbs glared down at his lover. "The one that is supposed to house the brain between your ears."
"Oooohhh. Not nice."