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As soon as Tony woke up, he noticed that he was lying much closer to Gibbs than he'd been when he'd fallen asleep. Their legs were tangled together and his face was lying against Gibbs' shoulder. The older man was still asleep and Tony allowed himself to wake up for a moment and enjoy the warmth the duvet provided. With a start he realized that he was half hard. Nothing more than a morning erection but still… awkward. He disentangled their legs as carefully and quietly as he could manage and sneaked out of bed to the bathroom.
This was probably the first time in ages that Gibbs had slept in a bed and he didn't want the older man to wake up yet. He glanced at his watch on the sink. Only half past seven. He'd brought everything he needed from the store to make breakfast and he hoped his boss would sleep until it was done. Why was he feeling so… nurturing all of a sudden? He'd always looked out for the other man but he'd never had the urge to take care of someone before he'd met Gibbs. Something about the man just awakened another side of him, one he rarely showed to others.
He carefully closed the door behind him and started the shower, sighing happily when the room fogged up and he stood under the steaming water. As he lathered himself up with his favorite soap, he noticed that he was harder than he'd been when he'd gotten out of bed. His hands rubbed the soap over his stomach and lower until he couldn't resist the urge to cup his hard cock. He stroked it lazily and groaned softly when the water cascaded over his back and the tension in his shoulders dissipated. His other hand moved down to fondle his balls and he gave them a tug, biting his lip to keep from moaning out loud. The hand around his hard shaft moved faster and he could already feel the heat pool in his stomach. As he tightened his fist and stroked harder, Tony thought about Gibbs in the bed and he couldn't suppress a low grunt when he suddenly tipped over the edge and came so hard his knees nearly gave out. He scratched at the tiles as his hand moved slower and milked his cock til the last drop of cum was washed away by the all-forgiving water.
He inhaled deeply and started to dry himself off with an especially rough towel, refusing to think about why Gibbs had suddenly creeped into his thoughts when he'd been about to climax. Maybe his mind was giving him signals that he needed to eat - urgently - or he'd start to hallucinate. Yeah, that must be it. As he dressed himself, he was already thinking about what he was going to make for breakfast. Crisis averted.
Gibbs turned on his side as soon as Tony had left the room and pulled the door closed behind him. He stared at the ugly curtains and took in a deep breath. He'd been awake most of the night, never successfully falling asleep while the other man practically used him as an extra pillow. He should've known Tony would be as annoying asleep as he could be at work. Maybe he could get a few minutes of sleep now that Tony had gotten out of bed… Was that the shower he heard? His treacherous mind tried to form an image of a naked and slippery Very Special Agent and Gibbs could feel himself harden almost instantly.
"DAMNIT!" he shouted as his cock twitched again. Only iron willpower and the resolve he'd gotten through his Marine training made it possible to keep from jacking off there and then. He was still lying on his side when Tony suddenly entered the room again and he barely managed to lie still. Normally no one managed to creep up on him and now he hadn't even heard the other man approach while everything around him was completely quiet. The blood rushing through his ears made it nearly impossible for him to think straight and he tried to even out his breathing while the other man rummaged through his clothes. As the steps grew more distant, Gibbs sneaked a peek through half-closed eyelids and instantly regretted it. Tony walked out the door, only wearing a towel that threatened to fall off his hips any moment.
Screw iron willpower. He looked around the room as soon as the door closed and his eye fell on a box of tissues. Gibbs closed his eyes again and rubbed his cock through his boxers, imagining Tony's strong hands on his body. He rubbed his thumb over the head and couldn't hold out any longer - he shoved his hand under his boxers and held his hard dick in a tight fist. He started a quick pace and thought about joining Tony in the shower. How he would have surprised the younger man when he'd had his back turned towards the door. He'd have sneaked up on him and nestled his hard cock between the younger man's cheeks where he would've continued to thrust until he'd spilled all of his hot cum over Tony's back. Gibbs muffled his cry against his pillow as he shot his load in a handful of tissues.
Only when he felt his knees would be able to hold him, did he get out of bed and clean up. When he finally came out of the bathroom and walked into the kitchen, Tony looked up and smiled broadly.
"I made breakfast!"
Something tugged at Gibbs' heart and he refused to imagine what it'd be like to wake up like this every day. He nodded and made an effort to smile back as he walked past Tony to pour himself the first of what would likely be many cups of coffee that day. The younger man had really outdone himself: there was crispy bacon, scrambled eggs, fresh juice and bagels. He suppressed a grin as he watched Tony attack the food and joined in, forcing himself to relax as he chewed his breakfast. Tony seemed to be elated when he'd eaten a whole plate and said it was good. He should really praise Tony more often but every time he let the younger man get closer to him, he felt the urge to close himself off more; the Italian could never know about his feelings. This was just something he'd have to bear alone.
"So, what are your plans for the day?" Tony woke him up from his chaotic thoughts.
He shrugged as he drained his mug. "Dunno. I'll go check when I start training. Maybe today I can meet some neighbors."
Tony couldn't keep himself from laughing at that and he explained at the sight of Gibbs' raised brow.
"Just a nice image, you being sociable to everyone around you. Think you can get through the day without killing someone?"
The corner of Gibbs' mouth arched a little. Tony had gotten to know him pretty well over the years - he'd probably feel the urge to smack the first gay-bashing person he met.
"I'll manage. Think you can spend an entire night at a bar without women to ogle?"
Tony tried to look offended and reached for his heart as if Gibbs had just said the most unimaginable things.
"Why would I need girls? I've got you!" He grinned, expecting Gibbs to be annoyed and grumble something in return. He frowned as the older man got up from the table and poured himself a second mug of coffee without giving so much as an indication that he'd heard him. Probably still adjusting too. They did the dishes together like they'd done the previous night and Tony tried a new approach.
"I only start tonight, maybe I can join you? Keep you from kicking someone's ass Marine-style?" Gibbs shook his head with an exasperated chuckle but he nodded anyway and Tony instantly felt better.
An hour later they were strolling around the park on base. They weren't holding hands but every once in awhile their shoulders bumped as they walked closely side by side. Tony was entertaining Gibbs - or at least trying to - with stories from his first years as a cop. His inexperience and all-round clumsiness seemed to put Gibbs at ease and after a while the silver haired man started responding with little things Mike Franks had said to him when he'd first started at NCIS. The memory of his mentor warmed Gibbs' heart and they were still laughing when they were approached by two women in jogging-outfits.
"Hey, you guys new here?" the first one asked while the second just grinned as she appraised the two men before her.
"Of course they are - I would certainly remember seeing them before." Her friend elbowed her and she laughed louder.
"You'll have to forgive Anna, she's a good girl with a dirty mouth. I'm Claire."
Gibbs fully expected Tony to respond to the dirty mouth-comment but the reaction never came. Instead, Tony intertwined their hands and tugged Gibbs a little closer to him.
"I'm sorry, Anna, but this one's all mine!" he smiled sweetly. "I'm Adriano, this is Derek", Tony said as he gave Gibbs' fingers a soft squeeze. "We just moved in last night. Derek will be training the newly enlisted Marines and I'll put my hands to good use in the bar." He winked and his smile only broadened when Gibbs cut in.
"They're good hands." The older man nodded.
"Aww you guys are so cute!" Anna smirked. "Go easy on my man, will ya? You're probably gonna train him too."
Gibbs shrugged and smirked. "Easy has never won a battle."
Anna waved away the comment with an exasperated sigh. "All hard-asses, you Marines!"
"That's the part I like best." Tony grinned broadly as he gave Gibbs a once-over, amusing the two women in front of him.
"Really?" Gibbs pretended to be hurt. "I thought it was my eyes?"
Tony pursed his lips as he looked straight into the paralyzing blue. "Those are okay too", he answered with a shrug, only to be shoved away playfully by Gibbs as he pouted.
"We'll let you fight it out" Claire laughed as she tugged Anna with her. "We'll come by the bar some time!" Tony and Gibbs gave a little wave as the women jogged away and Tony let out a bark of laughter when they were out of earshot.
"That went well!"
Gibbs rolled his eyes. "Yeah, thanks to you they already think we're two dirty-minded people."
"Derek…" Tony sighed as he went to stand in front of Gibbs and put his hands on the older man's shoulders like he was going to say something important, "life is far too short to not be dirty." he squeezed Gibbs's shoulders sympathetically and laughed when Gibbs raised his hand to smack the back of his head but made it a caress at the last moment when a couple walked by. They walked further, nodded to the people they encountered and talked to a few. Every time Tony would touch Gibbs in a subtle yet affectionate way. The older man squashed his feelings down and tolerated it when he thought of the dirtbag they were supposed to locate. So far they hadn't met anyone who appeared to be pro DADT.
They picked up a few things in the grocery store for a late lunch and Tony watched one of his movies as Gibbs read a book. Sometimes Tony would tug at Gibbs' hoodie to show the older man a good scene and Gibbs let himself be immersed in Tony's world. He would watch the younger man when he was watching one of his favorite scenes and the look of pure amazement on the Italian's beautiful features tugged at Gibbs' heart. He knew it was something Tony used to do with his mother and Gibbs could tell that he missed the woman.
Eventually Tony had locked himself in the bedroom to pick an outfit to wear to work and Gibbs already felt jealous at the thought of other people ogling him. Jesus, just what he needed. He didn't have the right to feel jealous but the urge to lock the younger man up grew as Tony came out of the room. He had put on a pair of black jeans with converse sneakers and a dark green shirt, the sleeves rolled up so his tanned forearms were visible. He'd unbuttoned the first two buttons and Gibbs could smell his signature cologne as Tony walked by to grab his keys and wallet.
"I bought some pizzas so you can just put one in the oven if you want." He seemed to hesitate when he gazed at Gibbs on the couch. "See you later." He smiled softly when he opened the front door. He didn't see Gibbs' disappointed look as he pulled the door shut behind him.
It was a weeknight so the bar was pretty quiet, a few booths were filled and two men sat at the bar. Tony was washing off a few glasses and talking to Roya, his colleague. She was the daughter of a Sergeant on base and worked at the bar when she wasn't working as a teacher in the local middle school. She'd introduced him to the people who'd walked in and Tony quickly started to have fun meeting everyone. Roya was showing him how to make cocktails when she grabbed a bottle of Bourbon from the shelf. That was all Tony needed to land his thoughts back on Gibbs. He hoped the older man hadn't run away by now, he'd probably go back to his basement on foot if he needed to escape. All day the older man had tensed up for the slightest of moments when Tony had touched him - nothing that would be noticed by others but it didn't escape Tony's trained investigative eye. Was Gibbs that uncomfortable with him?
Tony realized that he'd like it if Gibbs came by the bar. He'd just spent two entire days with his boss but as the older man was forced to lose his reservations and talk to him, Tony discovered that his hunger for information about the mystical Leroy Jethro Gibbs only grew. He hesitated but got his phone out of his back pocket anyway.
"Good bourbon on the shelf. Wanna have a drink?" He texted and frowned when he hoped that the older man would indeed show up. Really, Tony, are you that starved for attention?
He talked to Roya about his college years and soon they were having an animated discussion about Ohio's sports teams. A handsome man in uniform joined them at the bar. He had blonde hair that was trimmed into the Marine-cut Tony knew all too well. His big brown eyes stood out against the pale blush on his cheeks.
"I don't think I've seen you here?" He asked.
"Nope, I'm all new!" Tony smiled as he held out his hand. "Adriano."
"Mark. Nice name, foreign?"
"Italian", Tony nodded. Complimenting another man on his name, this guy probably wasn't entirely straight, he thought as he tapped him a beer.
They'd continued their talk until Roya had gone over to the booths to serve the other customers and left him alone with Mark, who was becoming increasingly clingy. When Tony had started talking to the other two people at the end of the bar, Mark had called him back three times in the last few minutes to make a stupid remark about the weather or life at the naval base. Eventually Tony had stopped going back to the other clients and was giving short answers to the other guy's numerous questions.
Really, get the hint.
He'd turned around to hand over someone's bill when Mark called out again.
"Hey, Adriano?"
"Hmm?" Tony had tipped his head at the other man before looking at his cash register again.
"Are other methods of payment also accepted here?" he could hear the grin in the other man's voice but before he could turn around and answer, someone else did it for him.
"Don't think that's a good idea." He could recognize that husky voice everywhere and a flare of happiness shot down his spine to the pit of his stomach. He couldn't have stopped the broad grin on his face if he'd tried.
"Why?" Mark asked disinterested, apparently unaware of Tony's smile at the other man.
"Cause you'll have to deal with me", Gibbs growled in his face before reaching over the bar to cup Tony's neck.
"Hi", he mumbled against the Italian's lips before he crashed their lips together.
