Gibbs felt the weight against him, felt the slow steady rise and fall against the side of his chest. He smiled to himself as he slowly drifted from sleep to wake. It was a good feeling and he realized how much he had missed it. His mind tried to pull him back into sleep wanted him to just let the feeling weigh him down and fall back to sleep inside the bliss. But his conscious mind had already taken to strong of a hold. Opening his eyes he glanced at the bedside table.0446 stared back at him. Gibbs sighed, he needed to get up and get ready for work. He had to much to do and still so much that clouded his mind. He tried to be gentle as he removed himself from under Tony hoping to not wake the other man.
"Stay just a little longer." Tony said fighting to keep Gibbs laying down.
"Tony I have to get ready for work." Gibbs said placing a kiss on his cheek.
Tony opened one eye and looked at the clock, then closed it again.
"You have plenty of time, what it takes you like 10 minutes to get ready."
Gibbs chuckled not sure Tony met that as a complement that Gibbs looked so put together for only taking ten minutes or an insult that he cared to little about his appearance.
Gibbs was still pulling himself out of bed, "I need to get in early."
Tony sighed and too tired to fight let Gibbs get up.
As Gibbs finally stood and was walking to the bathroom Tony looked up and spoke.
"Don't suppose I could talk you into letting me go into work with you?"
"No." Gibbs said
Tony laid his head back down knowing not to argue.
"Buzz kill." Tony said as he fell back to sleep.
Gibbs just grinned and head to the shower.
As Gibbs walked into the bullpen he realized all the lights were on already. He glanced at his watch 0536. Little early for anyone to be in, but Ziva sat at her desk, and McGee's computer was already on.
"Little earlier." Gibbs said as he walked passed Ziva and to his own desk.
"I wanted to finish going over everything from Friday."
Gibbs nodded as he switched on his computer and waited for the screen to turn the familiar shade of blue.
"McGee?" Gibbs questioned.
"went to get the final phone record reports."
Again Gibbs nodded. The pride not visible on his face but he smiled to himself. His team was good And when a case involved one of their friends getting hurt they were even more dedicated. Gibbs knew if he had not been taking care of Tony or exploring this new relationship he would have been in this very spot all weekend. Gibbs knew that if he looked at the tapes of the coming and going this weekend at the office he would see Ziva and McGee here more than once. The events of Friday may have seemed open and shut but when it came to family you double and triple checked just to be sure.
"Hey Boss." McGee nodded when he walked into the Bullpen with a handful of papers.
"McGee, what ya got."
"Seems Brown, the Aid was getting his orders from one," McGee grabbed the remote and hit a few buttons and a picture appeared on the plasma, "Pham Chung a North Vietnam nationalist."
Gibbs and Ziva had both stood up and were now staring at the screen.
" Chung is known to be in the U.S. working for this man." McGee hit a button and another picture appeared.
"Nguyen Ton the head of a counter intelligence ring in North Vietnam."
Gibbs head went back, not good news.
The two others knew immediately why their boss made the movement.
"It's not going to be our case."
"No," Gibbs said as he pulled his head back up, "I gotta make a call." and he turned to walk down the hall.
"Boss," McGee said making Gibbs stop.
"What?" It came out angrier than he intended.
"INTERPOL got Pham Chung this morning."
Gibbs had made his way back over to McGee, "On his way here now."
Gibbs smiled finally some happy new, "He nodded, Good work McGee. You too Ziva."
and Gibbs disappeared down the hall.
"Do you think he's sick?" McGee asked Ziva both looking surprised by his complement."
"Maybe he is you know," Ziva raised her eyebrows, "with Ashley and that has put him in a good mood."
McGee nodded, could be.
After having given Vance all the information, Fornell was on his way over to take over the case. But Vance wanted NCIS to keep Chung so it was up to Gibbs to make that happen. Wouldn't be hard, Gibbs had chuckled to himself after he left. Fornell and him were friends, as much as they hid it from everyone else. The two would work it out and everyone would come out smelling like roses.
Fornell emerged into the bullpen just as Gibbs was descending down the stairs.
"Get back in the damn elevator, I don't have time to waste on formalities." Gibbs said making his way down and passed Fornell.
"You always have to be such an ass. I can't help it NCIS always wants to butt it's nose were it doesn't belong." Fornell shouted back.
Gibbs had hit the elevator button and the doors parted, " Just get in the damn elevator." he shouted at Fornell.
Both men were still arguing as the doors closed.
McGee and Ziva looking on worried.
Once the doors had closed, Gibbs hit the stop button.
"Have a nice weekend?" Gibbs asked Fornell.
"Better than yours. DiNozzo ok."
"Ya."
"Heard you had what everyone is calling ex-wife number 4 with you at the party. Saw the security feed. Little young for you Jethro."
Gibbs chuckled, "Ya, she probably would have been a good ex-wife."
Fornell had heard the would have. "Jethro, seriously. You never could keep a good thing."
"Well I'm working on that one."
Fornell gave him a look then chuckled, "Already another one on the hook?"
"Something like that." Gibbs smirked.
"So mind throwing some my way."
Gibbs raised an eyebrow, "You forget how that worked out for you last time."
"Ah yes, point taken." He paused, "So I suppose we should work this out again for our directors."
It was worked out simply NCIS kept Pham Chung FBI got the rest of the case and Nguyen Ton.
"Think that's been long enough." Fornell asked.
"Ya." The elevator started.
"Drink's sometime next week?" Fornell asked.
"Sure." Gibbs said just as the door's opened.
"If the FBI did their jobs NCIS wouldn't have to do it for them." Gibbs yelled at Fornell as the elevators door closed again as Fornell was yelling something back.
Gibb stormed over to his desk carrying on with the act of being angry.
"Everything alright Boss?" McGee asked.
"We keep Chung, rest goes to FBI."
"Sounds like a fair deal." Ziva added.
Gibbs glared in her direction.
She looked away. Giving anything up to the FBI was never good she thought to herself.
The doors to autopsy parted as Gibbs approached, new cup of coffee in hand.
Ducky looked up, "Ah Jethro thought I might see you today." He picked up a file from his desk and handed it to Jethro. "The report on Samual Brown our very dead Admiral's Aid."
"Thanks Ducky." Gibbs said as he glance around moment.
"I sent Mr. Palmer home already." Ducky said assuming that is what his friend was looking for, "You're free to talk."
"About?" Gibbs asked.
Ducky laughed, "I had thought maybe you wanted to talk about this new relationship between you and young Anthony."
"You always have to add young in there Ducky." Gibbs half grinned.
"I mean nothing by it, just we've watched Anthony grow up."
Gibbs shook his head, "Not helping Duck."
"Oh Jethro really. Are you concerned about the age difference? You're both consenting adults for goodness sake."
"Age is just a number Duck."
"Something's bothering you. What is it?" Ducky asked starting to think maybe Jethro was having second thoughts about this relationship.
"Tony's goes to the surgeon tomorrow what do you think they're going to tell me?" Gibbs asked then took another sip of coffee.
Ducky looked a little puzzled, "From what I've seen and the medical reports. Everything is fine. The bullet didn't hit any bones or arteries. It looks to be healing nicely. I would think they would say maybe a couple more days off then light duty. Maybe just say he can return the next day as long as he takes it easy." Ducky paused, "He's going to be fine Jethro."
"And he'll be able to go back to his apartment, be ok to be alone."
A smile played across Ducky's face and then broke out into a full grin.
"Jethro are you asking me if there is any way youn-," Ducky caught himself, "Anthony needs to stay at your place for a few more days?"
Gibbs shrugged and took another sip of coffee.
Ducky shook his head, "You really are smitten?"
"Smitten?" Gibbs chuckled at Ducky's choice of words, "Don't think I've ever been smitten, Ducky."
"When you change a shower head and try to find excuses to keep someone in your home, your smitten." Ducky said. "Are you afraid he won't agree to stay if he doesn't have a medical reason to do so?"
"No." Gibbs said.
"Jethro I have never know you to be so indirect before. What is this about?" Ducky was getting tired of spinning his wheels here.
"Duck I'm struggling here." Gibbs said with an honesty Ducky hadn't seen in a long time.
"Ah yes, love can be a struggle, anything worth having usually is, isn't it Jethro." Ducky paused and walked over to his friend.
"But I think I see the real problem here. Our dear Anthony has you seeing yourself very differently these days. Has you wondering about some choices you've made. He's gotten to you
for better or worse he's gotten under your skin." Ducky smiled, "Jethro, love is too hard to come by to worry because it is presented to you in a different package than you expected to receive. Do you love him?"
Gibbs nodded.
"Then you don't need any excuse to keep him around." Ducky patted Jethro's shoulder, "Now go home and unwrap your package."
Gibbs raised his eye brow, "Ducky!"
Ducky shook his head and laughed, "I didn't mean it literally Jethro. I met go enjoy what you have. Save the rest for when you are both ready and one of you is not suffering from a gunshot wound or some other injury."
"If I wait for that we may never get there Duck." Gibbs smirked as he turned to leave. He paused at the door. "Duck."
"Yes."
Gibbs nodded a thanks.
Ducky nodded and Jethro disappeared.
Gibbs made his way into the house and followed the sound of the TV into the spare room. Tony was watching some movie bowl of popcorn in his lap feeding it into his mouth with his good hand.
"Hey," Tony smiled up as Gibbs made his way inside and sat down next to Tony on the bed. Gibbs grabbed a handful of popcorn and tossed a few pieces into his mouth.
"How you feeling?" Gibbs asked and he kissed Tony on the cheek.
"Not too bad. Pain is pretty manageable," Tony said, "Abby stopped by brought some Chinese for lunch there's some left over in the fridge if you want."
"Little bit later."
"Work?"
"I'm sure Abby told you." Gibbs said popping a couple more pieces of popcorn in his mouth.
"Ya. You ok with FBI getting the final on the case."
Gibbs looked at him.
"Right, never ok with that." Tony said.
"Have the appointment with the surgeon in the morning. Who gets the honor of chauffeuring me around? Abby's, Ducky?"
"Me." Gibbs answered.
"Gibbs I know you have work to do, you don't have to-"
"I don't have to. I want to." Gibbs said cutting Tony off with a stare.
Tony didn't want to say it but he had to.
"You know I'm sure he'll say I'm fine. He'll say I can go back to my apartment. I'm not on the strong stuff anymore. I'll be fine at my place."
Gibbs nodded, "Yeah I'm sure you would be." he paused looking into Tony's eyes, "But that's not where I want you."
Tony grinned and raised an eyebrow, "And where is it you want me."
Gibbs chuckled.
"Here with me." Gibbs said.
"You sure about that?" Tony said surprised by Gibbs request.
"Wouldn't have said it if I wasn't." Gibbs clarified.
"And this taking things slow you wanted. Me staying here isn't exactly slow or typical." Tony question
"No, but then nothing about us has been slow or typical for me." Gibbs sighed and stood up pacing by the bed. "I'm not good at this emotional thing Tony."
"I know, but you have to talk to me about this. I can't stay here and work on us if I don't know what you're feeling."
Gibbs stopped pacing looking down at Tony. If he couldn't tell Tony how he was feeling he would lose him. He knew that and that made that familiar knot form in his stomach. That knot that makes you want to double over in pain. The knot that tells you if you don't do this and do it right everything you ever wanted is going to disappear. And you'll have no one to blame but yourself.
Gibbs sat down on the edge of the bed next to Tony. Their eyes locked as Gibbs spoke from the heart.
"I feel like I've suddenly became someone else over night, like there's all these new pieces to a puzzle that I thought was already complete. But turns out the puzzle wasn't finished it just had pieces shoved in there were they didn't belong. The new pieces fit and they complete the puzzle." Gibbs paused looking at Tony, wanting and hoping that he was explaining this so Tony could understand, "I love you Tony and as much as that scares me, it's the truth."
Tony was trying not to cry, he wasn't sure it was working. He leaned forward and grabbed Gibbs by the shirt pulling him into a kiss. It was chased at first until Gibbs wrapped his arm around Tony's waist and pulled him closer and deeper into the kiss.
Tony was the one to finally pull away.
Gibbs smirked, "I take it that means you'll stay."
Tony laughed, "I'll think about it."
Gibbs gave him a glare but there was no follow through behind it.
"You know as sexy as you are all gruff and aloof. Emotional Gibbs is pretty sexy too."
It was Gibbs turn to laugh, "Don't get use to it."
"Right I know not in the chemical make-up."
"I'm working on it."Gibbs said then found Tony's lips again and pulled him closer.
The emotional exchange between them had made them comfortable and tender towards each other as they shared Tony's left over Chinese food curled up together on the couch. Gibbs sitting back against the couch, Tony's upper body leaning against Gibbs chest as they took turns stabbing their forks into the container and taking bites of the chicken dish. Tony was telling Gibbs about his visit with Abby, then Gibbs was telling him about the case. It had calmed the fire between them momentarily and Gibbs was thankful, even for the short reprieve. Even when they went to bed that night together, although the desire was ever present between them, they both knew tonight was about letting their emotions settle. And wrapped in each other's arms they both fell asleep content.
The next morning Tony was sitting on the doctors examining table, his t-shirt off, it and the sling laying on the chair next to the table. Gibbs was leaning against the counter on the other side of the room across from the bed. His hands were crossed and he was looking at Tony.
Tony was fidgeting, adjusting the belt on his pants. Then looking around until his gaze finally fell on Gibbs.
"Stop staring at me," he barked, "You didn't have to come in here with me." He continued rambling, "I mean seriously makes me feel like I'm five and your afraid I'm going to try and run off."
Gibbs stared at him as if to say remember.
"That happened once ok and that was a big needle." Tony explained.
Gibbs chuckled and shook his head.
"Do my eye's deceive me Gunny Seargant Leroy Jethro Gibbs as I live and breathe?" The doctor's voice bellowed as he entered the room.
Recognition hit Gibbs, "James. How are you." Gibbs smiled as the two shook hands.
"My nurse said something about Special Agent Gibbs being in with one of my patients but I didn't believe it until I saw you standing there." James grinned, "See your still cutting your own hair."
Gibbs shook his head, "See your still dying yours blond."
James laughed.
"Hello, Anthony DiNozzo the actual patient here." Tony said putting his hand up.
James looked at Tony then back to Gibbs, "He one of yours?" as if understanding why Gibbs would be here Tony being one of his agents
Gibbs nodded with a smirk, "Fraid so."
James looked back and forth between the two men again, "You give him as much shit as you gave all of us back in the day?"
"Probably more." Gibbs smiled.
"He deal with it?"
"Like a pro."
Tony smiled at the odd complement.
"Well better check him out make sure he's ready for the abuse again." James finally turned to Tony.
"Mr. Dinozzo I-"
"Tony please, god Mr. DiNozzo sounds like my father is here."
"How's the arm feeling?"
"Sore but nothing I haven't dealt with before." Tony said.
"Lay back please." James looked at the wounds, "It's healing nicely."
Then he made several different motions with Tony's arm looking for any sign of pain from Tony. A few times Tony winced.
"Motion looks good. Go ahead and sit up."
Tony forced himself up with his good hand. The doctor moved his arm again in a few different motions. "Good." James patted Tony's back. "As much as I hate to say it I think Jethro can start abusing you again. You don't need the sling all the time but you may want it for some added support now and then."
"That's good news." Gibbs grinned at Tony and winked.
Tony tried not to let the flush cover him at just what Gibbs was thinking behind that wink.
"I still don't want you doing any heavy lifting with that arm. No driving for another week and Jethro," James turned to Gibbs who cocked his head in James direction.
"Try not to smack him in that shoulder."
"Don't worry that's not where I smack him." Gibbs smirked.
Tony gave Gibbs a glare.
"Head slap." James looked at Tony with an understanding expression.
"Ya." Tony nodded.
"Really Jethro, at least we had helmets on to cushion the blow."
"He's gotta hard head, just like hitting a helmet." Gibbs smirked.
Tony made the ha, ha face.
"I'll leave the when he goes back to field work to you Jethro. You know the drill."
"Um, doc, no seriously, give him a date, a week two weeks," Tony had that scared expression, "He'll leave me on desk duty for a month if I don't -"
"DiNozzo." The boss stare was back.
"Right Boss."
James laughed, "Ah don't miss those days, when just your stare and saying the name could make you wanna piss your pants."
Gibbs chuckled.
"Is he at least a good Agent when he isn't getting shot?" James asked.
"One of the best." Gibbs said glancing over at Tony.
James nodded, "Good, although I would expect that if he works with you."
James shook Gibbs hand again. "Good to see you Gunny. And try to be gentle with the poor boy for a few more days."
Gibbs grinned, "No promises."
James laughed, "Ya I figured that."
"I know you don't believe in coincidences but seriously. What are the odds you would know my doctor." Tony said as Gibbs opened the door and Tony followed him in.
Gibbs was silent as he threw his keys on the table inside the door.
"I mean, I think-" Tony's thought was cut short when he was suddenly pushed back against the wall beside the door. Gibbs hands on Tony's hips. Tony's green eyes met the stare of steel blue.
Gibbs pupils were dilated and the hunger burned into Tony. Tony felt one of Gibbs hand slide slowly, almost painful slow around his waist and pull him slightly closer. Their bodies touching just enough to make Tony moan. Then there was another tug and Tony felt their groins forced together. Another moan and Tony's head rolled lazily back. As if it were an invitation Gibbs lips found Tony's neck devouring it fueled with the pent up sexual energy that had been building between them. Tony's hand found its way into Gibbs hair the other wrapping around Gibbs back as if trying to meld their bodies together.
As Gibbs mouth licked and nibbled its way across Tony's neck and throat his lips finally came to Tony's ear and spoke.
"I love the sounds you make." Gibbs voice was a growl, "What other sounds will you make for me." Gibbs asked as he bite at Tony's earlobe.
Gibbs thrust himself against Tony, forcing them both against the wall.
"God yes!" As the words drips from Tony's lips Gibbs drank them in. He feed from Tony's lips tasting each one then letting his tongue explore Tony's mouth. As he savored the taste of Tony's lips and mouth Gibbs hands pushed the t-shirt up and touched Tony's chest. His fingers and hands tracing patters on Tony's chest, then around to his back. Gibbs felt and heard the sharp intake of breathe. It caused Tony to break their kiss and place his forehead again Gibbs.
"Your touch, like fire." it was broken sentences that was all Tony's mind could conjure. It was fire, Tony could feel every touch burning itself onto his skin creating invisible scars. Gibbs stopped only long enough to pull Tony's shirt up and over his head, doing it with a gentleness that protected the still healing arm. Once the offending piece of fabric was gone Gibbs hands were back exploring Tony's chest, his back, his arms. As Gibbs almost clawed at Tony's back, Tony thrust against Gibbs pressing their hard cocks together even more. It was Gibbs turn to moan as his hand dug into the soft skin of Tony's back clinching to him as the sensation rushed through him. Gibbs thrust back against Tony as the ache to be closer fueled him.
Then Gibbs felt himself being turned and he was suddenly slammed against the wall. Tony's green eyes now almost black as they stared at Gibbs. It was Tony's turn to be in control and no was not an option. The grey sweater Gibbs was wearing was pulled up and off him in one single movement. Tony's need to touch the other man's bare skin uncontrollable. Tony's hands started at Gibbs stomach, flat smooth, caressing up over his stomach to his chest, over his neck and arms. As Tony's hands made their way over Gibbs arms, Tony's lips dipped to Gibbs throat biting and licking at the tender flesh. Unable and unwilling to not be touching Tony, Gibbs hands grabbed Tony's hips and again forced there need together. Gibbs moaned and pulled Tony closer needing more, so much more of the man against him. Tony's lips traveled back up Gibbs throat and found his lips. The passion consuming them both as Tony tasted the bitter coffee and sweetness that was Gibbs mouth. It was a taste that Tony knew was unmistakably Gibbs and a taste he never wanted to be without. Tony pulled back, again kissing down Gibbs throat, then his chest, and stomach until Tony's kisses placed him on his knees in front of Gibbs. Tony stared up at Gibbs as his hands were on Gibbs belt, feeling the straining cock underneath as he forced the belt free.
Gibbs was staring back down at Tony watching the actions as if hypnotized by them. Even when Tony pulled down on Gibbs pants and boxers it was as if he was to mesmerized by the man before him to comprehend what was happening. Tony ran his hands up and over Gibbs hips his finger almost grazing the rock hard cock before him but never really touching it. Gibbs body trembled and he let out a noise somewhere between a moan and a growl. Then Tony's lips wrapped around Gibbs cock and took him in.
"God Tony," It was an animal cry and Gibbs hips thrust up involuntarily as the warmth of Tony's mouth around his cock made the world go black. Gibbs head went back against the wall, his eyes closed. Tony heard Gibbs say his name and it fueled the desire within him. Tony found a steady rhythm as he made love to Gibbs with his mouth. And soon Tony was lost in the wonderful taste and smell of his lover. It was amazing to Tony how the scent of Gibbs could arouse him. Gibbs was the scent of musk and wood, animalism and strength, it was intoxicating
Gibbs was scratching at the wall, trying to find something, anything for support, for stability within the storm raging through him. Tony's mouth was pushing him closer and closer towards the edge. And he wanted that, wanted to be pushed to the edge, wanted to let Tony take him there. But there was more, he wanted more, needed more, wanted Tony's body against him, under him. Somehow he forced himself back, made his hips stop thrusting, forced himself to look down at Tony. The sight of Tony on his knees sucking his cock almost made Gibbs lose control again and he pushed his hips hard against the wall to stop the action. Gibbs hands went to Tony's shoulders, slightly pushing him back. Tony stopped and Gibbs physically felt the pain at the lost of sensation as Tony's lips left his cock. Tony rose as if magically summonsed standing before Gibbs.
Gibbs pushed his pants and boxers the rest of the way off then took Tony's hand leading them upstairs. It surprised Tony for a moment that they wouldn't just go to the spare room, but he allowed himself to be led. Gibbs opened the door and stopped them beside the bed. Then his hands were on Tony's belt, removing the belt, his pants and boxers. When Tony was finally naked before him he motioned for Tony to lay down. Tony laid down on his stomach without so much as a second thought. There was only one thing Tony wanted right now and he wanted Gibbs to know that.
"Please." Tony was pleasing as he turned his head to look at Gibbs still standing naked beside the bed.
The way Tony spoke the word caused Gibbs body to shiver and he needed no more than that to climb on the bed and place his body over Tony's. Their bodies arched and thrust trying desperately to gain as much physical contact as possible. Gibbs hands caressed Tony's hips the sides of his chest, his arms. Tony's hand reached back and pulled Gibbs head down. Gibbs understanding Tony's needs let his lips kiss soft trails across Tony's neck, his shoulders, his upper back. With each kiss Tony arched himself up against Gibbs feeling Gibbs hard cock against his ass. The feeling caused Tony to increase his thrusts, begging for more. Gibbs kisses became more intense almost bites as he felt Tony's thrust beneath him.
Gibbs let his right hand slide in between them and let a finger trace up and down between Tony's ass cheeks.
"Please," Again Tony begged, "fuck me." and Tony thrust up hard again, telling Gibbs he was already ready.
Gibbs already consumed by his need for Tony positioned himself and thrust halfway into Tony, Gibbs body still covering Tony's. Tony's body shook violently and he moaned. Then Gibbs finished the thrust burying himself inside. Both men cried out . Tony tried to calm himself tried to find anything that would slow the wave of satisfaction that washed through him. Tony would not come from one thrust he told himself. Then Gibbs pulled half way out again pausing a moment and thrusting forward. Another violent spasm crashed through Tony's body and it made him tighten around Gibbs.
"Christ, Tony." Gibbs growled as the sensation of being inside Tony and the sudden increased tightness around his cock almost made him come. Gibbs stilled completely forcing himself to hold on to not lose control. To help calm himself Gibbs ran his hand slowly up the middle of Tony's back, his palm flat, feeling the soft curve of Tony's spine. Tony arched slightly against the touch his own body searching for the calm within that caress.
Gibbs lips grazed Tony's ear, "Okay?"
All Tony could do was nod. Gibbs placed a few small kisses on Tony's neck then pulled his lips away. Gibbs knew Tony was as close as he was, knew if he spoke any more into Tony's ear it would push Tony closer to the edge instead of helping him hold on to the stillness. Gibbs let his hands caress Tony's hips enjoying the simple pleasure of his hands on the younger man. The actions had helped Tony find his stability and now he wanted more. He arched his hips into Gibbs again. Understanding the message of the movement Gibbs arm wrapped around Tony's waist pulling his lower body up and forcing Tony to his knees. As Tony's body was drawn upwards, Gibbs was bringing himself to his knee's behind him. It was as graceful as if they had made love like this a thousand times. Gibbs hands were back on Tony's hips and after a brief moment of some silent prayer that he would be able to make this last Gibbs was thrusting into Tony. The movement was at first slow and controlled, allowing both men to delight in the pleasure. But Gibbs could feel the animal inside him ripping and tearing at his soul to be set free. And as much as Gibbs tried to keep the animal in his cage it was a fruitless attempted. Having tasted the meal that was Tony's body, the animal wanted more.
Gibbs growled as his thrust turned to raw need and desire and he devoured the feast before him. There was no more conscious thought after that only the hunger, only Tony and the way their bodies melted together with each thrust. Tony accepted it, wanted it, needed it, pleaded for it.
"Don't. stop, god. don't. ever. stop." Tony spoke the words with each thrust of Gibbs hips.
Somewhere within his now feral mind Gibbs heard the plea, like some prayer offered to him. Gibbs wanted to answer it, wanted to say he would never stop, that he couldn't stop, that nothing, no one would ever make him stop. Gibbs pushed hard against Tony, driving the man flat to his stomach again. Still hard inside Tony, Gibbs rolled then onto their sides. Gibbs needed more contact, needed their bodies pressed together. As the settled on the side Gibbs was thrusting again, his arm wrapped around Tony's waist forcing them as close together as possible. Tony did everything in his power to give Gibbs that, thrusting back to meet Gibbs with each movement. Tony's hand was on Gibbs hips pulling and clawing at the flesh. But for Gibbs it was still not enough the wild animal within him needed to mark its territory in some way. Gibbs bit down hard on the soft tender flesh between Tony's neck and shoulder.
"Please, Gibbs" The cry rang through Tony as he felt the pleasure and pain of it pushing him closer and closer to the breaking point.
The words again seeped into Gibbs mind causing him to thrust harder, he was so close, so close, but couldn't stop didn't want to let himself give me. He just wanted to keep making love to Tony, fucking him until there was nothing left but a breathless shell.
"I can't hold -" Tony was trying to speak through the haze, trying to find some way to tell his lover that his world was about to fall apart, that he was about to slip into the abyss of release, but no other words would form. Instead he simple cried out.
"Jethrooooooooo" The name crashed through the room like thunder as Tony's body shuddered and convulsed, then tensed with his release. The tension caused Tony to again grip Gibbs cock tighter within him.
The sensation made Gibbs growl and thrust harder and deeper, until after a few more thrust he buried himself deep inside holding himself there as his own release spilled into Tony.
"God, Tony." Gibbs hold around Tony's waist tightened. Gibbs body shook and trembled causing one final thrust forward crushing them together. Gibbs could only cling to Tony as every muscle in his body continued to contract and tense. It was as if Gibbs body could no longer function unable to respond to any involuntary or voluntary commands. Gibbs mind was unable to accept that the body it was suppose to rule was completely spent and could no longer accept commands. The mind cried out for more, but Gibbs body could no longer hear it.
Tony wanted to speak wanted to again cry out to his lover but his voice was lost. The only thing Tony could do was collapse inside his lover's embrace. The feel of Gibbs breath against his neck again made him shiver. Gibbs placed a brief tender kiss on the already purplish mark forming on Tony's skin where Gibbs had marked him. Gibbs somehowmanaged to disengage himself from Tony and then there was nothingness as they both drifted into sleep.
"Do you think Gibbs and Tony are still at the doctor's office?" Ziva asked as another hour ticked by.
McGee looked at his watch again then answered, "Only if something is wrong."
"Maybe maybe four days with Tony finally pushed Gibbs to his breaking point."
McGee looked at her puzzled, "What does that mean?"
"Maybe Gibbs finally killed Tony." Ziva said.
McGee just shook his head.
Gibbs felt Tony stir slightly against him, Gibbs hugged him closer dropping a kiss on his cheek and Tony settled back down against him. Gibbs smiled. He had been up for about ten minutes just enjoying the feel of the man asleep against him. It was as if Tony was always met to be there. Gibbs hadn't planned for this to happen, it wasn't premeditated. Something had just clicked in Gibbs and he could no long control the desire. Then Tony's own need had just escalated everything to beyond controllable. Gibbs hadn't expected it to be so intense, so completely overwhelming but it was and Gibbs was still absorbing it all. Although his whole body ached from the intensity of their love making, it was still painfully alive with the craving for more. How could you want and need someone so much? Gibbs didn't know the answer as he pulled Tony's body tighter against him. Involuntarily he placed small kisses on Tony's back and neck, he just needed to taste him again. Needed to fill himself with everything that was Tony.
Tony moaned slightly, a playful sound as Gibbs embrace and kisses brought him out of his sleep.
"Are you thinking nasty thoughts again already?" Tony said with a smile.
"Always with you."
Tony chuckled and turned around in Gibbs arms, bringing them face to face.
"I love you." It was the only thing that seemed to convey what needed to be expressed after the raw passion they had experienced. And yet it still didn't seem like enough.
Gibbs kissed Tony softly then smiled. "I love you."
Tony stared intensely into Gibbs blue eyes. "You realize now all I am going to be able to think about is you bending me over your desk and fucking me."
"Tony!" Gibbs shot him a glare.
"Hey don't give me that glare mister. You are not the boss here," Tony said with an evil grin. "I can think whatever I want."
Gibbs still glared.
"Seriously it's not going to work. I can think about you fucking me anywhere," Tony thought for a moment, "Maybe in the interrogation room, or oh maybe in MTAC, in the back in the dark." Gibbs had pushed himself farther away from Tony.
"Wait!" Tony grabbed Gibbs stopping his movement, "I know Vances office right on that big table." Tony raised his eyebrows a couple times at Gibbs.
Gibbs actually smirked.
"Ah! See you like that one!" Tony grinned.
"Tony are you some kind of exhibitionist or something?" Gibbs question a mock look of concern on his face.
"No. I don't mean doing it while Vance is in the building, not like I want him walking in or anything. Oh that is so not a good vision." Tony made a face. Then he paused, "I'm surprised you even know what an exhibitionist is."
Gibbs rolled his eyes, "We are surrounded by camera 24/7 at work do you really think I don't know what an exhibitionist is."
"Right camera's kind puts the kabash on my thoughts." Tony said as if he had forgotten their existence.
The younger man was seriously going to be the death of him. Gibbs tried to get up.
"Hey," Tony grabbed him pulling him back, "Where do you think you're going."
"To work, I wasn't planning to take the whole day off. I told Vance I would be back after your appointment was over."
Tony glanced at the clock, "And you think Vance is going to believe my appointment took four hours?"
"No, but I think he expects that I'll be back at some point."
Seeing the sad look on Tony's face Gibbs let himself settle back on the bed. He found Tony's lips and kissed him deeply.
"I'll be back as soon as I can."
Tony nodded. Gibbs kissed him again and then spoke in his ear, "Believe me I would love nothing more than to stay here in bed with you and replay last night."
A shiver ran up Tony's spine and his body trembled.
Gibbs pulled back and looked at Tony.
"You're evil, god." Tony said as he devoured Gibbs lips.
It was so easy to let Tony pull him close, so easy to get lost again in the sensation the passion building in side him. Gibbs arm wrapped around Tony pulling him closer letting it wash over him again. The animal again raged against its cage begging to be released. But then his rational mind shook him, slapped him, reminded him of where this was all leading.
"Tony I have to go."
Tony sighed, "I know."
Gibbs released Tony placed a kiss on his cheek then disappeared into the bathroom.
Gibbs strolled into the bullpen at one-thirty, coffee in hand and silently sat down at his desk.
"How's Tony Boss."
McGee's question caught him off guard and he chided himself. His thoughts had been of having to leave Tony when he wanted nothing more than to stay there. He had forgotten his friends knew about the doctor's appointment and would want to know how it went.
"He's fine," Gibbs looked up and exchanged glance with McGee and Ziva as he continued, "He'll be back in a couple days, on desk duty."
The two nodded seeing their boss was somewhat aggravated. Both of them assuming he was upset at having to take Tony to the doctor's or that Tony had simply pissed him off.
Vance suddenly walked up to Gibbs desk, "Agent Gibbs nice of you to join us."
Gibbs looked up with a smirk, "Problem Leon." Gibbs was shuffling through a pile of papers looking for a specific report. When the director didn't speak Gibbs looked up again, "You knew where I was."
"And do you intend to tell me know Agent DiNozzo is?"
Gibbs sighed and stood up meeting Leon's stare, "He's fine, be back in a couple days on desk duty."
"For how long?" Vance asked.
"Until I think he's fit to go back in the field. Any other questions?" Gibbs was glaring now.
Leon stared at him a moment then nodded, "I want that final report about Fridays incident and Pham Chung on my desk by the end of the day."
Gibbs nodded and the director walked away.
Gibbs rolled his eyes, but waited until Leon had disappeared upstairs and into his office before speaking to his agents.
"So?" He asked.
"Um, I have the reports almost finished just waiting for Abby's final forensics report on the Aid's body." Ziva answered first.
"Chung is awaiting transport to Quantico. Should be here in about an hour." McGee said with a nod.
"Good I'll be down in the lab." And with that he grabbed his coffee and made his way to the elevator.
As soon as Gibbs stepped foot in the lab Abby was hugging him.
"Gibbs how's Tony? When is he coming back to work soon? Is his arm ok? Does he need an Abby hug? Is he still at your place? Does he get to go home? Can I go see him?" She finally took a breath and Gibbs tried to remember and answer the questions in order.
"Fine, two days, ok, yes, yes, no, yes."
Abby smiled and nodded, "Good." then as if an afterthought she asked. "If he's fine why doesn't he get to go home?" Her hands were on her hips as she stared at Gibbs.
"I just want to make sure he's ok before he is alone." It was half the truth.
"Oh Gibbs" She hugged him again, almost spilling his coffee this time, "That is so sweet that you are worried about Tony." Then she stepped back, "But rather un-Gibbs of you." She had a suspicious look in her eye.
Gibbs knew they would not be able to hide this relationship from Abby for too long. She and Gibbs were close and she would put two and two together, plus he didn't like not telling her everything.
"Ab's report?" He said steering her back to work.
For a moment she looked as if she was going to push it but his soft stare told her to let it go.
"Printing out now Bossman." She grinned as she grabbed it from her printer handing it directly to Gibbs.
"Thanks Ab's." and he kissed her cheek as he turned to leave. "And Ab's." He pointed to the counter just inside her door. On it sat a Caf-Pow.
"How did he?" She smirked, "Ninja skills."
As Gibbs emerged from the elevator he was taken aback by the sight before him. Tony was leaning back in his desk chair talking to Ziva and McGee who were standing around him.
"Ya, sure boss man will let me get back in the field next week. He needs me out there," Tony was saying as Gibbs came up to the desk keeping himself out of Tony's line of vision.
Ziva and McGee had seen their boss approach making no sign to Tony.
"Maybe even by the end of the week."
Gibbs took a sip of his coffee.
Tony felt the head slap.
"You'll be lucky if you're in the field in a month DiNozzo."
Tony put his feet down sitting up in the chair, "Just telling Ziva and McGee about-"
Gibbs cut him off. "DiNozzo you are not suppose to be in this office for another two days, do you understand me."
"But Boss I was just visiting, bored I mean I-"
Gibbs was already walking towards the elevator, "DiNozzo, conference room. Now."
"Right Boss." Tony reached the elevator just as the doors parted and Gibbs walked in. Tony followed.
Tony stood in the middle of the elevator Gibbs turned sideways staring at him. Gibbs hit the stop button as soon as the elevator doors closer.
Tony went to speak, "Come on I was just-"
"DiNozzo, did you drive here?"
"No," Tony glanced at Gibbs out of the corner of his eye. "Ducky called asked how I was doing. I told him I was bored he offered to come over and pick me up, bring me here for a visit."
"So you're blaming Ducky for disobey the doctor's orders and my order's?" Gibbs punctuated my orders stressing whose orders were more important.
"No Boss." Tony said realizing there was no way to win this argument.
"Then you'll visit Abby for a few minutes and then McGee will take you home understood."
"Right Boss." Tony nodded.
Then Gibbs walked around and stood in front of Tony. Tony's eyes danced around Gibbs face trying to figure out if the man was going to head slap him again or kiss him. He braced himself for either.
Instead Gibbs pulled Tony's turtle neck aside and looked at the bite size purple mark between Tony's neck and shoulder.
Even at the slight contact Tony shivered.
Gibbs smirked enjoying the power even his slight touch had on the man.
"It's fine really." Tony smiled, surprised that Gibbs was concerned about the bite mark.
"I know." Gibbs said letting the collar of the turtle neck snap back against Tony's neck and taking another sip of his coffee
Tony shook his head, "Just marking your territory, right?"
"Didn't think I needed to mark you to stake that claim." Another sip of coffee.
Tony just looked at him.
"But if that's what I need to do I will." Gibbs said leaning into Tony's ear, "over and over again."
Tony's hand reached up and balled itself into Gibbs shirt just below the neck as the sensation of his lovers words washed over him. God that's man's voice was so sexy and in his ear, in that tone, with that connotation.
"Your an evil, teasing, bastard." Tony said with none of the venom he intended.
Gibbs reached over and hit the start button on the elevator and it began its decent. As it reached its stop at the floor to Abby's lab. Gibbs had already pulled himself from Tony's grasp and was standing beside him.
Tony went to walk out then stopped and walked up toe to toe with Gibbs.
"Just remember. Pay backs a bitch." And Tony turned and walked into Abby's lab.
As the doors to the elevator closed Gibbs was smirking.