Title: The Fight: It's always personal Chapter 4
Sidebar: just a little note. Ch. 3 and 4 were kind of inspired by an interview I saw with Mark Harmon. He said he liked the complexity of the character of Gibbs because the man was so put together at work and in dealing with that. Yet Gibbs personal life was a complete train wreck he couldn't hold a relationship together. In Ch. 3 and 4 and wanted Gibbs to admit that and really work on his personal relationship with Tony.
Feedback: As always feedback is welcomed and appreciated. Thanks for all the kind words so far. Hope everyone continues to enjoy.
The ride to Gibbs had been spent in silence. Tony spent it staring out the window and Gibbs spent it staring at the road. As they made their way inside the house, Tony walked into the kitchen and grabbed two beers. When he returned to the living room Gibbs was sitting at one end of the couch. Tony handed him the beer and straddled Gibbs lap, something that had become like second nature to Tony. Gibbs was staring at the beer in his hand. Tony took another sip of his own beer and waited.
After a moment Gibbs sat the beer on the end table and his hand rubbed up and down on Tony's thigh. It was a loving touch not full of the usual sexual need. Tony again waited knowing, whatever Gibbs needed to say would come.
Gibbs arms then went around Tony's waist and he locked his fingers around him. He looked up.
Tony smiled his green eyes full of love and understanding.
"I over reacted." He paused. "To something that was my fault."
Tony nodded and took a sip of the beer.
"I just." Gibbs sighed. "Still working on that balance between work and personal."
Again Tony nodded.
"It's harder than I thought it was going to be." Gibbs pulled Tony closer as if to stress the point. "Extremely hard."
Another nod.
Gibbs chuckled. "Are you ever going to say anything?"
"I agree." Tony finally spoke.
"When did you suddenly became the calm controlled one?" Gibbs smirked.
"I'm not, believe me."
Gibbs looked at him as if he needed more.
"All I could think about all day was being alone with you. In the elevator, in the car. I wanted to rip off all your clothes." Tony paused. "And believe me I would have if it wasn't for you."
"Me?"
Tony nodded. "That's not who you are. I know nothing can happen between us at work, well nothing sexual I mean. You respect the job to much."
"So what do you call the car wash?"
"Controlled need."
Gibbs looked at him puzzled.
Tony chuckled. "The case was done, we were not at work. We were in a neutral environment." Tony paused. "We may have been on the clock, but it was not some seedy work place rendezvous in the broom closet. You made sure it was separate."
Gibbs leaned up and kissed Tony, then relaxed back into the couch.
"What was that for?"
"For understanding and for helping me to understand."
Tony smiled. "Anytime." he reached for his beer and Gibbs grabbed his arm stopping him in mid reach. Tony looked at him.
"We're home now."
Tony raised an eyebrow. "I see that."
"And you're in my lap."
"I see that too." Tony grinned.
"You know what that means." Gibbs smiled.
"No. What?" Tony said as be pressed himself down harder onto Gibbs' lap.
Gibbs felt the pressure and felt the desire spread throughout his body.
"I'm going to finish what we started in the car wash."
Tony grinned as he let his head dip down and capture Gibbs lips.
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The next two weeks passed in a blur of cases. The entire team tired and overworked. Tony had still not left Gibbs place. He had been staying there since that first weekend they spent together. They arrived at work together every morning and left together every night. No one seemed to notice or didn't care. Ziva had expressed a couple smiles as she left, seeing Tony linger waiting for Gibbs, but that was as far as it went.
Today had been the first quiet day they had been given in weeks and being Friday the animals were restless. Even Gibbs. He was looking forward to maybe having a quiet weekend without a dead body showing up like the last two. No, he wanted to make sure no dead bodies showed up this weekend.
Gibbs stood up from his desk and made his way up the stairs towards the Directors office.
The three agents watched him leave.
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Gibbs barged into the office as he always did without knocking or waiting for the secretary to announce him.
Leon was sitting behind his desk reading a file. He looked up already knowing who would be standing there.
"No calls to my team this weekend Leon. Understood."
Leon looked at Gibbs questioning. "There a problem?"
"Yeah, they've worked almost fourteen days straight."
Leon nodded. "I know that."
"Then make sure another team is on call this weekend."
Leon leaned back in his chair. "Big plans or something this weekend?"
Gibbs put his hands on his hips and gave that annoyed smirk. "Yeah, sleep."
Leon closed the file he had been reading. "I already took your team off call this weekend."
Gibbs turned to leave slamming the door as he went.
Leon smiled as the door closed. Although he didn't know for sure, he was fairly certain Gibbs was seeing someone. Someone close and someone Leon would have never even considered. Leon was still trying to figure out how to know for sure and just what the information would mean.
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As Gibbs descended the steps he saw everyone gathered around Tony's desk, Abby was also there.
"Gibbs, Gibbs." She said turning to him as he approached. "We are going out tonight will you come?"
He grimaced. "Abs' it's been a long week."
"Exactly why we all need to go out." She smiled at him and seeing him not responding she pouted.
Gibbs stole a glance at Tony who smiled. He sighed. "Fine."
Abby crushed him in a hug.
He shook his head. Then seriousness filled his steel blue eyes.
"Abs talk now. Gibbs said as he motioned towards the elevator.
She looked shocked. He had never had a conference with her in the elevator before.
Then she smiled and clapped. "I get a Gibbs conference sweet." Then the smile faded. "Wait a minute this must be serious. Is this serious?" She looked at Gibbs. "Is someone dying again? Are you? Are they breaking us up again?"
"Abby." He said again nodding towards the elevator.
As he started moving she followed, glancing back at the others for a sign.
Tony was looking at her intensely. He had an ideal of what this might be able. Gibbs hated Abby not knowing about them. He and Tony had discussed it several times throughout the weeks, but Gibbs seemed to never be able to find the right time to tell her. Maybe he felt this was the right moment.
The elevator doors opened and Abby stepped in followed by Gibbs. Tony stared at the doors for a moment then turned back to Ziva and McGee. Ziva looked at Tony as if knowing in her heart what this was about.
Tony looked up at her and nodded.
She smiled and nodded back.
McGee looked at them puzzled. "Am I missing something?"
Tony stood up and put his hand on McGee's shoulder. "So much, so, so much."
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As the doors closed Gibbs hit the stop switch. Abby was standing in the middle of the elevator looking at him as if she were expected him to tell her the world was ending.
"Just give it to me straight I can take it." She let her arms relax and took a deep breath.
He looked at her for a moment thinking how to phrase all of this.
"Is it that bad?" Her eyes got big. "Okay maybe I can't take it."
"Abby." He said in a calm voice.
"Right." She nodded. "Being quiet now."
He chuckled.
"You chuckled that's good, means it can't be that bad. Right?" She paused. "I mean no hands on your hips so you're not upset."
"Abby I-"
"Although you're calling me Abby not Ab's and that's usually not as good as when you call me Ab's. You're not leaving again are you because I really can't take that again? I won't let you leave. I'll cuff you to something in my lab."
Gibbs rubbed his forehead.
"Oh now your upset. Is it this new love interest of yours?"
Gibbs looked at her. "What do you mean new love interest?"
She smirked. "Come on I mean the puffy eyes, leaving on time most nights, the new shirts" Abby said nodding towards the new shirt he was wearing.
Gibbs looked down. It was a new shirt. Tony had gotten it for him. A pale blue that Tony said brought out his eyes.
"Come on. Only one reason a man wears a new shirt, especially you. Plus totally looks hot on you so that means she picked it out. She wants you looking like a little hottie." Abby grinned then put up her hands. "Not that you don't always look hot, but you look extra hot."
Gibbs had to laugh.
"You wanna bring her tonight. That what this is about? Although." Abby paused. "That would be very un-Gibbs of you. You don't really introduce us to your red-heads; you're more of a mystery man. Keep everyone guessing. But if it is about bringing her that would be totally cool, with me at least. As long as she's nice and the right kinda fit for you." Abby paused and looked at Gibbs with a seriously worried expression. "What if I don't like her? I mean I know I don't have any say in your personal life but really what if I don't like her? That would really suck and ruin my whole night. My whole weekend. "
"Ab's" Gibbs said grabbing her by the shoulders having listened to enough of her rambling.
She stopped and looked at him.
"Tony." He simple said the name.
"What about Tony?" She said the pieces not falling into place.
Gibbs raised his eyebrows as if saying did you hear me.
"Yeah Tony. I heard you but what….does….Tony-" Her voice trailed off as suddenly the completed puzzled came into view. Her eyes went wide for a moment then an evil grin filled her face. "NICE"
Gibbs let go of her shoulders and shook his head. Of all the things she could have said that was what came out.
Then she scowled and punched him in the shoulder.
"What?" He asked.
"This has been going on since the hospital hasn't it and you are just telling me." She punched him again. "I knew something was hinky."
"ABBY!"
"Oh no I owe you so many more of those Mister." Then she was hugging him. "I am so happy, for both of you."
Gibbs smiled and shook his head. A conversation with Abby would always include a large array of emotions.
She stepped back and cocked her head looking at Gibbs intently again.
"Now what?" He sighed.
She stared at him a few moments longer then a wide grin played across her face. She pointed at him. "You love him! That's why you're telling me. This isn't just some friction in the sheets. You really love him."
"Friction in the sheets?" He said at her choice of words.
"Yeah, you know, getting busy, bumping uglys, doing the deed, rocking the casba,-"
"I get it" He said putting up a hand and cutting her off.
"But that's not it right. You love him."
"Yeah." He said with a nod.
She got the little puppy dog look. "Aww, that is so sweet." She hugged him again then stepped back smiling.
"We good?" Gibbs asked.
She nodded.
Gibbs flicked the elevator back on and she punched him in the shoulder again.
"What. I thought we were good?"
She nodded. "We are. I'm warming up for Tony."
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Gibbs and Abby stepped out of the elevator. Gibbs face expressionless. Abby however looked angry and she walked straight over to Tony. Tony eyed Gibbs as if asking what was going on. Gibbs shrugged.
Abby punched Tony in the arm.
"What was-"
"You know what that was for!" She glared cutting him off.
"Yeah right." Tony nodded.
Then she threw her arms around him. Tony smiled and hugged her back.
"Seriously what am I missing?" McGee said looking around the group.
Abby stepped back and grinned at McGee.
Tony walked over to McGee. "Come on my little Timmy it's time for me to have the talk with you. I think you're a big boy now and can handle it."
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Tony was buttoning his shirt as Gibbs pulled on his slacks.
"I wish you could have seen Timmy stuttering. It was hilarious." Tony said as he suddenly imitated McGee. "You, you and the boss, bossman. I, I didn't. You, you and Gibbs. Gibbs I mean-" Tony stopped because he was laughing so hard.
Gibbs rolled his eyes and walked over coming up behind Tony and wrapping his arms around him. He placed a small kiss on Tony's neck.
"I didn't realize we were going to out ourselves today." Tony said.
"I didn't either." Gibbs paused. "But Abby needed to know, they all needed to know."
Tony nodded. "No, I agree just surprised me." He turned around in Gibbs' arms.
"I didn't want to have to hide or lie tonight. I wanted to be with you and make no excuses for that." Gibbs explained.
Tony smiled. "I like the sound of that."
"So where are we going?" Gibbs asked.
"This new place called Shades of Gray. Don't know much about it. It's only been open a few weeks. It's pretty hip though, think you can handle it." Tony grinned.
"Can't we ever just go to a bar?"
Tony shrugged. "I thought we were but Ziva and Abby suddenly wanted to go try this place out."
"Just once I want to go some place with all of you where I can wear a t-shirt and jeans."
"Well tonight is not the night. So finish getting dressed so we can go."
Gibbs and Tony pulled up outside the club and both saw the line that wrapped around the place. As they pulled into the parking garage next to the club Abby, Ziva and McGee were just walking out.
Tony rolled down his window as Abby approached.
"You saw that line right?" Tony asked.
Abby grinned. "Yeah, don't worry. We'll wait outside the garage for you."
Gibbs parked the car and he and Tony made their way towards the exit, finding their three friends standing just outside waiting for them. The five started walking towards the club.
Tony turned to Abby. "So you know someone that's how we are getting in?"
Abby shook her head. "Not me."
They made their way passed the line and up to the guy manning the door. Tony had expected Ziva to walk up to the guy. Tony figured Ziva must know someone that would get them in, since it wasn't Abby. Instead McGee stepped forward.
The guy at the door looked up and saw McGee.
"Hey Tim." He said shaking McGee's hand.
"McGee!" Tony said a shocked expression on his face.
Abby and Ziva smiled.
"Hey Zeek."
Zeek looked at the people behind Tim. "They with you?"
"Yeah. Michael is expecting us."
"Go on in." Zeek said as he waved them all in.
The four followed McGee. Tony made his way standing beside McGee.
"How, I mean McGeek you and a fancy club. And who is Michael?"
"Buddy of mine from college he owns the club." McGee grinned obviously pleased with Tony being so impressed.
"Computer geek owning a major club like this."
McGee rolled his eyes.
Tony looked around the club it was opulent, that was the best word for it. The club was two stories, open in the center with a balcony like view around the second floor. People were standing around the railings looking down at the dance floor. The mahogany dance floor was in the very center of the first level and it was filled with people. Large oversized booths lined in red velvet and finished with gold studs were scattered all over the place intermingled with oversized couches with long black marble tables in front of them. There were two bars. One directly in front of them and one off to their left. Each bar glowed a haunting white, then faded to silver, then red and back to white. Behind the bar there were men and woman dispensing drinks. The women were dressed in black corsets laced with silver ties, crimson leather pants finishing the look. The men were dressed in crimson red vests buttoned to their neck with silver buttons and black leather pants. The shelves of alcohol behind them stretched up to the second level.
One of the men was almost floating among the shelves gliding easily around grabbing bottles and sliding down to hand them to the awaiting bartenders. He was obviously on some sort of pulley system.
"Sweet." Abby smiled.
Tony grinned looking back at Gibbs. Gibbs was rolling his eyes and shaking his head.
"Oh come on." Tony said pulling Gibbs forward.
The five of them made their way to the bar. Everyone had ordered except for Gibbs.
One of the young women walked up to him. "And for you?" Her voice was low, almost seduced as she flashed her best smile and ran her hand through her red hair.
"Scotch."
She smiled. "We have over fifty different scotch choices."
"Ardbeg." He added.
She nodded. "Age?"
"24."
"Very good." She made a motion towards the man above her and in a few moments he was sliding down and placed a bottle in her hand.
She poured the drink and slide it towards Gibbs. He opened his wallet and threw a few bills down. He nodded to say we're good.
The woman smiled back."Thank you."
Abby was grinning. "That was totally sexy."
Tony looked at her puzzled. "Why is that sexy?"
She looked at Tony as if totally confused as to how he could not find that sexy. Then she looked at Ziva.
"Am I right?"
Ziva nodded. "You are right. Very sexy." Then she grinned at Tony.
Still he looked at them puzzled.
Abby rolled her eyes. "Tony. He ordered a scotch?"
"Yeah. I saw that. He's ordered scotch before."
Abby and Ziva both rolled their eyes this time. "Yeah but he ordered it by name and age."
"And knew exactly what it would cost." Ziva added.
Abby nodded. "And he also gave her a tip, a good tip."
"So what does that mean?" Tony asked.
"It means he's a man that has good taste." Abby explained.
"And knows what quality costs." Ziva added.
"But he also isn't pretentious about it. i.e. the tip." Abby nodded.
"Plus he ordered a single glass, not the bottle. Leaves you wondering if he is simply treating himself or maybe he is just willing to spend the extra money for each glass instead of buying the bottle outright." Ziva said.
"And knowing its Gibbs and he's a pretty blue collar kinda guy. It's even sexier that he fits right in at a high class club like this." Abby smiled.
Tony looked at Gibbs then back to Ziva and Abby. He shook his head as he made a face of utter confusion. "You got all of that from him ordering a drink."
They nodded in unison.
"This is seriously what women think about when a man orders a drink?"
Again they nodded.
Gibbs stepped over to them and took a long swig from the drink.
Abby and Ziva were still smiling.
Tony looked at Gibbs
"What?" Gibbs asked seeing Tony's odd expression.
"Do you know that women actually have a whole scenario around a man ordering a drink."
Gibbs smirked. "Yeah, they think its damn sexy. Especially scotch."
Ziva and Abby both pointed at Tony laughing.
"How do you know that?" Tony asked again surprised.
Gibbs shook his head. "I've had three ex-wives. One of the few things they all seemed impressed with was that I could go to some fancy party order a Scotch and know how much it would cost." He paused. "And that I always tipped well."
"I can't believe you understand that."
"I didn't say I understood, I just said I know about it." Gibbs smiled.
Tony was shaking his head. "Can we just go and sit down."
The five of them made their way to an open semi-circle booth.
Abby pushed McGee in then slide in next to him followed by Tony and Gibbs on the end. Ziva took the other end of the booth by McGee.
Gibbs glanced around the club as the four people around him chatted across the table. It wasn't that he wasn't being included in the conversation or that he was disinterested he was just taking in his surrounds. It actually surprised him that any of them wanted to come here. The only one he could actually see wanting to spend time here was Tony. It seemed a little too over the top for McGee and even Ziva. And it wasn't dark enough for Abby. So he wondered why the two women had wanted to come here. Maybe it was simply because McGee knew the owner. Then as he again looking around the room he smiled to himself realizing why they had wanted to come here.
"Bored." Tony asked his hand dropping onto Gibbs thigh.
Gibbs felt the touch before he heard the word. He shook his head. "Just looking."
Tony nodded. Gibbs always had to know his surroundings. Tony was sure if a fire broke out Gibbs would know where the closest exit was and would lead them to safety.
"We don't have to stay." Tony said speaking close to Gibbs ear.
Gibbs smile at him. "It's ok."
Tony smiled back.
"That is so sweet you two all smiley at each other." Abby grinned.
Gibbs shook his head.
"Oh come on it's cute."
"I'm not cute." Gibbs half barked.
"No I said what you were doing was cute." Abby clarified. "Tony's the cute one."
Tony grinned at that. Then something at another booth caught his eye and the grin faded. Then his eyes were darting around the room. To the dance floor, to other booths, up to the level about them.
"What?" Gibbs asked seeing Tony suddenly concerned.
"Abby?"
Abby was already grinning knowing what he was going to ask.
"Yeah Tony." She answered.
He saw the twinkle in her eyes and he squinted his eyes at her. "This is not-"
"Nope." She smiled before he finished the question.
"Then what is-"
"It's an alternative club. Everybody's welcome here."
He pointed a finger at her then at Ziva. "This is why you two suddenly wanted to come here."
Ziva looked at him playing dumb.
Then Tony looked at McGee. "Did you know about this?"
McGee smiled. "Yeah Tony. I know the owner obviously I knew what kind of club it was."
Tony gave McGee a look that said Tony would get him back for this.
"What the hell is going on?" Gibbs asked confused by the conversation taking place before him.
Tony looked at Gibbs. "This is an "alternative" club." Tony made the parenthesis signs around the word alternative.
Tony waited a minute and realized Gibbs had no clue. He rolled his eyes. "Never mind." It was probably better Gibbs didn't realize that the club catered to all walks of life.
"Alternative another word for gay friendly?" Gibbs asked casually.
All four turned to look at Gibbs.
"What?" Gibbs looked back at them. "I'm not a prude."
Everyone was suddenly laughing.
"You knew?" Tony asked surprised that Gibbs was so calm about it.
"Tony, I'm an investigator I notice things." Gibbs smirked. "You didn't know."
Gibbs had seen the two men dancing, the two women. Had seen the booth that Tony had looked at where one man was leaning back against another man's chest as they spoke to another couple across from them.
"Well I was, you know wasn't really-" Tony stopped.
Gibbs slapped Tony on the back of the head. "Open your eyes."
Tony was pointing at Gibbs an annoyed expression on his face.
"No head slaps we are not at work."
"Yeah, what you forget everything you know about being an investigator when you leave the building?" Gibbs asked.
"NO. I was just thinking this was a nice night out with friends not take the boss and his boy toy out to some gay friendly club.
Gibbs raised an eyebrow.
The other three followed suit.
"Boy Toy?" Gibbs questioned.
Tony looked at the rest of the group. "No I didn't mean Boy Toy."
"What did you mean Tony." Ziva was grinning.
"Yeah, what did you mean?" Gibbs said staring at Tony waiting for an answer.
"I met, well I mean." Tony sighed. "There is no good way out of this is there?"
"Ya think?" Gibbs barked.
"Tony it's ok. I think it's cute you want to be Gibbs boy toy." Abby grinned.
"This is all your fault!" He growled at Abby.
"You got yourself into this one." Gibbs said as he stood up. "I'm going for another drink." He chuckled. "While Tony tries to dig himself out of this one."
Gibbs made his way to the bar, knowing he was being followed. As he reached the bar the same red-headed bartender approached him.
"Can I get you another?"
He nodded then looked over at Ziva.
"You seem rather comfortable with all of this?"
Gibbs shrugged. "Not sure comfortable is the right word."
"Accepting."
"Probably better." He half smiled.
"We did not bring you here to make you uncomfortable." she paused. "We wanted to support you and Tony. Bring you somewhere that maybe you would want to dance with Tony instead of me."
The bartender slid Gibbs drink towards him and he again pulled out a few bills and paid.
"I get it Ziva." He said placing a hand on her shoulder for a moment.
She nodded. "It was probably a stupid idea I know you do not like public displays of affection or dancing."
Gibbs nodded. "Yeah, another one of those things my ex-wives hated about me."
Ziva smiled. "But Tony understands."
"They all do at first." Gibbs said taking a swig of his drink.
"I do not think Tony wants to change you. He fell in love with you for who you are, who he knows you to be." Ziva said.
Gibbs glanced over at Tony. "I fell in love with him partly for the same reason."
Ziva looked at him questioningly.
"And partly because he makes me want to be a better man than I am now."
Ziva was touched and surprised at his words and the honesty with which he spoke them. She had never known a better person than Gibbs, but she also understood that he wasn't speaking about the man he was at work or his character. He was speaking of the man he was in his personal life. The man with three failed marriages and probably many other failed relationships. Gibbs had finally found someone in Tony that made him question all the reasons those relationships had failed. And if it was something Gibbs could make sure never happened again, he would.
Ziva gave him a hug then leaned into his ear. "Believe me you make him a better man as well."
Gibbs hugged her back then sighed. "I guess I should go save my boy toy from the hole he has dug for himself."
Ziva laughed.
"Come on." He said motioning her back towards the table."
As they approached the table Ziva sat back down beside McGee and Gibbs stood by the booth waiting for Tony to look up. Abby and McGee were still teasing Tony about the boy toy remark.
Tony looked up at Gibbs. "Save me please."
Gibbs motioned with his head for Tony to get up.
"What?"
"Get up." Gibbs said.
Tony slide out of the booth.
"Where are we going?" Tony asked looking concerned.
Gibbs leaned into his ear. "You're going to dance with me."
Tony pulled back and looked into his eyes, sure Gibbs was joking.
"You don't have to do this." Tony said.
"No I don't. I want to."
Tony looked at him still unsure but forced a smile.
Gibbs took his hand pulling Tony towards the dance floor.
"That is so cute!" Abby smiled watching them walk away.
When they reached the dance floor. Gibbs held his finger up to Tony signaling him to wait a minute as Gibbs made his way to the DJ booth. He spoke to the woman inside for a moment. She smiled at him then looked over at Tony. She nodded and as Gibbs made his way back to Tony the more upbeat music faded into a softer calmer song.
Gibbs took Tony's hand and pulled him to his chest, then Gibbs let his arm wrap around Tony and pull him tightly against him.
Tony was silent for the longest time his hand playing with the front of Gibbs shirt.
Finally Gibbs spoke. "What did my boy toy lose his voice."
Tony smacked his chest. "Funny!"
"Just checking." Gibbs paused. "Hey."
Tony finally looked up his green eyes locking on blue.
"What's wrong?" Gibbs questioned. Confused why Tony was suddenly quiet.
Tony just shook his head.
"Do you wanna lead?"
Tony rolled his eyes.
"Then what?" Gibbs asked again.
"I love you." Tony said
"I know." Gibbs smirked. Realizing his cute answer hadn't made Tony smile he leaned into Tony's ear. "I love you too."
Gibbs looked back into Tony's eyes. "So what's wrong?"
"I feel like I'm not doing enough for you." Tony said as if it explained everything
"Doing enough for me?" Gibbs looked at Tony puzzled.
"I mean you've done all these things for me to make me a part of your life." Tony paused, "I'm practically living at your house, you took me shopping, you've suddenly become mister social with our friends, and your dancing with me, at an alternative club. A club that I can't imagine you ever stepping into if it wasn't for me." He paused and shook his head. "What have I done for you?"
Tony looked at Gibbs. "And if you make a joke about sex I will deck you right here on this dance floor!"
"Tony." Gibbs stopped moving and put his finger under Tony's chin. "You did the one thing I thought no one could do for me."
Tony stared at him searching what that could possible.
"You made me whole again."
Tony wanted to speak wanted to say something but there were no words.
"You make my house a home, and I want to spend time with our friends because I want them to know how happy we are, how happy I am and that you make me happy, and I'm dancing with you because there is nothing I want more than you in my arms, for whatever reason."
Tony was looking at Gibbs praying the tears wouldn't fall. Tony finally found his voice. "If you don't kiss me soon I'm going to-"
Tony's thought was cut off as Gibbs let his lips capture Tony's not caring about anything else around him.
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Ziva and Abby had been watching the exchange on the dance floor unable to hear anything of what was said but knowing it was something emotionally charged. When Gibbs suddenly kissed Tony the two women looked at each other. Then looked back at the two men.
"Hot." They said in unison.
McGee just shook his head.
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The night had finally come to an end and Tony and Gibbs were just walking into the house.
"Beer?" Gibbs asked as he made his way into the kitchen.
"No." Tony said as he followed.
Gibbs grabbed a beer from the fridge and turned to see Tony leaning against the counter his arms across his chest.
"I'm never going to live down that Boy Toy remark."
Gibbs took a sip of his beer. "Nope."
"I'm going to end up with a collar that says Boy Toy I know it."
Gibbs raised an eyebrow at him.
"From Abby."
Gibbs nodded as he made his way over to Tony. Once Gibbs was in reach Tony put his hands on Gibbs' hips and pulled him close.
"I need to go to my apartment tomorrow." Tony paused. "I need to pick up a few things, grab the mail."
"Actually I wanted us to spend some time at your apartment tomorrow."
Tony looked surprised. "Okay. You getting tired of the same surroundings?"
"No." Gibbs took another swig from his bottle. "Wanted to pack your stuff up and bring it over here."
Tony stared at him for a moment before speaking. "Is that your way of asking me to move in with you?"
"Nope. Wasn't asking."
Tony grinned. "So this is an order not a request?"
Gibbs leaned into Tony's ear. "I want you here with me. Is that a problem?"
Tony was pulling Gibbs closer as he spoke.
"No." Tony's voice was a whisper as his hands pushed at Gibbs' sweater his hands wanting to touch Gibbs bare skin.
Pulling back Gibbs let his hands start to unbutton Tony's shirt.
"I want to watch you get dressed in the morning," Gibbs paused, "And I want to undress you when you get home." Gibbs had reached the bottom of Tony's shirt and pushed it off his shoulders and down his arms. The shirt fell to a pile behind Tony's feet. Tony's undershirt followed.
"I want to go to sleep with you in my arms" Gibbs' hand was at Tony's belt. "And wake up with you still in them."
Tony pushed Gibbs sweater and t-shirt up and over his head.
Gibbs placed a kiss on Tony's throat then looked in his eyes again. "I want your things in the closet next to mine."
Another kiss on the neck. "I want you sitting next to me on the couch." He unbuckled Tony's belt. "I want you eating popcorn while we watch movies in our bed." He unzipped Tony's pants. "And I definitely want This-" Gibbs let his hand slide into Tony's pants and cupped his hard cock. "Any time I want it."
Tony moaned at Gibbs touch. He grabbed the back of Gibbs head and pulled him to his lips. Gibbs hand continued squeezing Tony's cock as they explored each other's mouths. Tony was thrusting against Gibbs' hand begging for more.
Gibbs pulled back again, staring into Tony's eyes. "I want you here so I can make love to you anytime and anywhere I want."
"Then why are you still talking." Tony asked his breathing already erratic.
Gibbs smirked. "Because I haven't decided where I want you yet."
"You better decide quick, because if you keep touching me-"
Gibbs crushed his lips back down on Tony's as he pulled his hand out of Tony's pants. Tony's body shivered at the loss of contact. Gibbs pushed Tony's pants and boxers down and Tony stepped out of them. Then Gibbs was kissing down Tony's neck his chest until he was on his knee before Tony. Gibbs' hand went around Tony's cock as he leaned forward and licked the head of Tony's cock.
Tony felt his body tremble as Gibbs continue to lick at his cock. It was one of the most erotic things Tony had ever experienced. Tony watched as Gibbs let his lips wrap around Tony's erect cock then slide down. After a few slow movements over Tony's cock, Gibbs sped up his pace. Tony grabbed at the counter trying to stay standing. The sight of Gibbs on his knee sucking his cock had Tony on the brink. Gibbs' mouth was warm and soft and Tony found himself thrusting into the sensation.
Tony had never thought of Gibbs as the kind of man to drop to his knees for his lover. He was more the dominate type. It made the whole scene more seductive and Tony wasn't going to last much longer.
"Jethro." Tony wanted this to end differently, wanted Gibbs inside him, needed that. "Please." Tony said as he stopped thrusting and let a hand push back on Gibbs' shoulder.
Gibbs stopped, looking up at Tony. Seeing the change in Tony's expression, Gibbs made his way back up Tony's body and to his lips.
"I need you." Tony said looking into Gibbs' eyes as his hands worked on removing Gibbs' pants. Tony succeeded in pushing Gibbs' pants and boxers passed his hip causing his cock to jump forward. Gibbs stepped the rest of the way out of his pants.
Gibbs devoured Tony's neck his hands caressing down his back cupping his ass and pulling Tony hard against him. Tony moaned, the feeling of Gibbs hard cock pressed against his own driving him insane with desire.
"Please Jethro."
The words, as always, ripped at Gibbs' heart and he wanted nothing more than to give Tony what he wanted.
Gibbs spoke at Tony's ear. "I want you right here."
"Then fuck me." Tony was growling
Gibb flipped Tony around putting his chest against the counter. Then Gibbs reached into a bottom drawer pulling out a small bottle of lube. Gibbs squeezed some of the lube into his hand stroking it over his cock.
"Now God please." Tony begged.
Then Tony felt the head of Gibbs cock pushing against him and he pushed back.
"God." Gibbs groaned as Tony forced himself farther onto his cock. Gripping Tony's hips Gibbs thrust all the way in and felt the familiar hunger take over. His cock slammed in and out of Tony building into an uncontrollable frenzy. Tony reached back his hands clasping around Gibbs' ass and forcing Gibbs to fuck him deeper.
"Tony." Gibbs howled.
Tony couldn't get enough he wanted all of it, wanted to meld their bodies together. Every time Gibbs made love to him Tony knew he would never want it to end.
"Harder, Jethro, god harder."
Gibbs wrapped his arm around Tony's waist trying to draw him closer, trying to fulfill Tony's demand. It still didn't seem like enough, even as Gibbs pushed harder used every ounce of strength he had, he couldn't get close enough. They needed more, so Gibbs hand wrapped around Tony's cock stroking it as Gibbs continued to thrust into him. There was nothing outside this room, nothing outside their need for each other and that was the only thing Gibbs wanted.
The passion was consuming him and Gibbs felt his control about to falter. The familiar tension in his muscles closed in around him and he buried himself deep inside Tony as his release flowed from him into his lover.
"TONY!" The name came out somewhere between a scream and a prayer as Gibbs body trembled with release. Somehow he managed to hold on and continued to stroke Tony's cock. Gibbs could feel Tony's body already starting to shudder as he neared the edge. Tony was thrusting hard in Gibbs' hand and then he felt Tony's body go taut and heard the cry.
"God, Jethro!
