His hands shook, his heart beat loud and fast in his chest, he was breathing in short, rapid breaths and no matter how much he tried to control himself he couldn't. Lying on his back he closed his eyes and felt warm hands travel up the sides of his naked body. He felt soft lips kiss his neck. He let out a soft moan as he was gently bitten, followed by a kiss as if to heal it. He pried his eyes open, only to see Gibbs watching him contently.

"You are so beautiful," Gibbs mumbled into his neck and moved his hand down his chest. Tony didn't know what to say but he could feel his cheeks colouring. He'd never heard those words the way Gibbs had spoken them. He gasped when Gibbs trailed his fingers along his thigh. He hadn't been expecting that.
I must have been expecting it you idiot! He thought. I'm so turned on, this is very, very wrong. I need to stop. Then Gibbs was running his hand along the inside of Tony's thigh and he grabbed his wrist and stopped him. He closed his eyes again, still holding Gibbs' wrist, and took a few deep breaths.

Tony couldn't remember when it started. Maybe it was when Tony had looked up all teary eyed and Gibbs had smiled and told him he was a complete mess. Or maybe it was after Tony had spilled every emotion and feeling he had just because Gibbs had wiped away his tears. Hell, it could have started when Gibbs just looked at him. There was one thing he knew, Gibbs was responsible for what Tony was feeling right now. He sat up and put his head in his hand.

"I can't do this," Tony whispered.

"It's ok..." Gibbs said, and it was. He wasn't going to force Tony to do anything he didn't want to do, it would be pointless. He rubbed a hand up and down Tony's back in comfort.

"No it's not, Gibbs...I can't be gay...I can't have sex with another man...I am Tony DiNozzo, I am a straight man," Tony said. "Honestly, who would still love me if I were?"

"I would," Gibbs said, causing Tony to jerk his head up and stare desperately into his eyes. "And I'm sure everyone else would to,"

"I don't want to be gay," Tony sighed. He was trying to deny what he knew was too true.

"It's up to you," Gibbs said before standing up and pulling on his clothes. Then he leaned forward and kissed Tony on the forehead and left. Tony sat there, closing his eyes and listening to Gibbs close the door of his apartment. He tried to swallow down the emotion that was rising in his chest but he was finding it extremely difficult. He got dressed and grabbed his car keys. Ready to face his fears but when he opened the door he collided with Gibbs, again.

"Forgot my jacket," Gibbs motioned to the back of the couch. Tony turned and grabbed the jacket. "Going somewhere?" Gibbs had noticed the keys in Tony's had.

"What? No...I mean yes...Well I was..." Tony replied, mentally kicking himself for been so nervous. "But you're back, so I'm not going anywhere,"

"Ok," Gibbs nodded and walked inside. He closed the door behind him and watched Tony nervously fiddle with the keys.