A/N: Well, I hated that last chapter. This is just a sweet little wrap-up that somehow came together. I love fluff. :)
They lay spent on the bed, limbs wrapped limply around one another, catching their breath shakily.
"Jethro..." Tony murmured, their faces close, "That was..."
"I know."
They fell silent, feeling their hearts beating heavily, side by side. Tony glanced at the clock on the nightstand. 7 AM.
"We should probably get up and... er... clean off," the younger agent observed, and his boss nodded, pressing his lips into his hair.
"You sleep. I'll shower and get you some breakfast, and then you can clean up."
Tony smiled, curling into the blissfully warm bed as Gibbs got up and stretched. He walked to the door, but paused before leaving.
"And, DiNozzo?"
He froze at the sound of his last name. "Yeah, Boss?" he asked, trying to sound chipper.
"Be careful about falling asleep at work... You can talk rather... explicitly, when you dream."
Tony moaned and buried his face in the pillow. Gibbs ambled down the stairs, chuckling as he made his way to the kitchen.
R&R, please! However, keep the criticism constructive. Thanks!