Tony grinned as he twirled around in the full length mirror, having showered, and went through several different outfits before finding the perfect one took him right up to the second that Gibbs walked through the front door, now Tony only had to style his hair and get Gibbs ready for the night.
Gibbs walked upstairs and stood in the doorway with wide eyes "Jesus Tony! You trying to give an old man a heart-attack?" Gibbs asked as he walked over to Tony and looked up and down his husband's body appreciatively.
Tony smiled shyly, looking down at his own outfit which consisted of a too-tight tank top and jeans that fit like a glove "Honey, if you were going to have a heart-attack that would have happened a year, four months and six days ago." Tony said chipperly as he kissed Gibbs lovingly on the lips and then turned the older man towards the bathroom.
Gibbs laughed as he let Tony push him into the bathroom "Nah, I was younger then… I'm old now!" Gibbs protested half-heartedly as he sat on the closed toilet seat as he watched Tony with a fond smile on his face.
Tony shook his head as he ran hair gel through his hair, letting the strands stick up whichever way they laid "You're not old… You're…" Tony paused, waving his hands helplessly in the air and then proceeded to going back to teasing his hair "Well seasoned." Tony concluded, grinning lovingly down at Gibbs.
Gibbs laughed louder as he stood up behind Tony, wrapping his arms around his husband's waist and hooking his chin over Tony's shoulder "I'll be sixty in two months, well on my way over the hill…" Gibbs said somberly, staring at Tony's reflection in the mirror.
Tony shrugged as he turned around in Gibbs' arms "And I'll be fifty in four months… Jesus, we're getting old… where did our youth go?" Tony asked as he leaned backwards against the counter, resting his hands against Gibbs' shoulders.
Gibbs shrugged as he leaned forward, kissing Tony softly on the lips, "Doesn't matter… But, are you sure old farts like us should be going out to a dance club?" Gibbs asked, raising his eyebrow upward slightly.
Tony nodded, then grinned brightly "What? Would you prefer that we head to the country club for a rousing game of golf and Old Fashioned's?" Tony teased as he slid his fingers into the fine strands at the back of Gibbs' head.
Gibbs turned his head to both sides then shrugged "Golf doesn't sound too bad, actually… Haven't played a game of golf ever since Diane took that seven-iron to my head." Gibbs jested, licking his lips slowly.
Tony chuckled as he kissed Gibbs softly on the lips, "I suck at golf, was the one sport in high school that my gym teacher said I quite literally should never think of doing as a profession." Tony said, rolling his eyes as he hopped up onto the counter and pulled Gibbs in between his legs.
Gibbs grinned as he set his hands on Tony's thighs, lightly rubbing up and down them "What about a club that caterers to the older generation?" Gibbs questioned curiously, looking up into Tony's sparkling emerald eyes.
Tony nodded as he kissed Gibbs again, "The Gibson? Or… Green Lantern are good for the over forty crowd…" Tony said softly, twisting the strands of Gibbs' hair around in his fingertips "But, I'd have to call Austin and Garrett and tell them this… I thought we could hang out with them this evening." Tony added quietly, resting his forehead against Gibbs' shoulder.
Gibbs slowly lifted Tony up off the counter and held the younger man to his chest, "I think either one will suit us. Did you want to change?" Gibbs asked softly, Tony shook his head, "Okay then, I'll get dressed and you can call the boys and… I think that The Gibson sounds a little… strange, so let's go with Green Lantern." Gibbs said as he dropped Tony onto the edge of the bed lightly, then kissed his husband's forehead before walking over to the closet.
Gibbs and Tony snagged a table center of the bar-part of the dance club, a direct line of sight from the front door so Garret and Austin could easily find them. Gibbs drummed his fingertips on the table, his other hand wrapped around his glass of bourbon.
"It's quaint… Definitely different from the clubs in Miami." Gibbs observed as he looked around the club slowly, thankful that they weren't playing mind numbing techno babble, but eighties pop music.
Tony chuckled as he sipped casually on his Manhattan, "The high life of Miami, everyone is a college student or drug dealer there, so finding a place like this is few and far between…" Tony said as he ran a hand through his now flat, de-gelled hair.
Gibbs reached over and took Tony's hand in his, "You want to go dance while we wait?" Gibbs asked softly, nodding towards the wooden dance floor where several couples were already out on the floor and moving to the music.
Tony shook his head and nodded towards the door "No need to wait, they're here!" Tony said happily as he slid off his bar stool, waving towards Garrett and Austin.
Garrett bounded happily over to Tony, pulling Austin along through the throng of people, "Oh my god! This place is so retro!" Garrett squeaked as he wrapped his arms around Tony and hugged him fiercely.
Tony chuckled as he hugged Garrett back "Jethro thought us old people shouldn't be hanging out in clubs meant for twenty-year olds anymore." Tony stated as he released Garrett and turned back towards Jethro.
Garrett furrowed his brows "Who the heck is old here?! Just because I turned… Oh… Okay so we're old…" Garrett sighed as he sat down, rubbing at his greying temples for added emphasis.
Austin chuckled as he kissed Garrett softly, "I'll go get you a drink, old man. Anyone else need a refill?" Austin asked, looking between Gibbs and Tony who both shook their heads. Austin nodded as he turned and headed off to the bar.
"So, how is the retired life treating ya?" Tony asked as he sat down closer to Gibbs, smiling slightly when the older man slid his hand around Tony's shoulders and pulled him even closer.
Garrett shrugged his shoulders "Boring… I never thought I'd say this, but I actually miss being in the Army…" Garret said quietly, twisting a napkin around in his fingers.
Austin sighed as he set a pomegranate cosmopolitan in front of Garrett, "You were in the Army for thirty seven years, of course you're going to miss it…" Austin said as he sat down next to Garrett with his own glass of bourbon.
"So, how did you two stumble into the military anyway? And what's it like in your house during football season?!" Tony asked, giggling slightly as he continued sipping on his drink.
"Oh my god, football season, especially… Army Navy games… Our house is like World War 3… we get really pissed – not at each other – totally fun times though. And, I joined the Army right out of high school, kind of a family thing…" Garrett said as he laid his head against Austin's shoulder, slowly sipping his drink.
"And I accidentally stumbled upon the Navy one day. I was actually going to college, studying to become a bioengineer, and this navy recruiter found me while I was sitting in the quad… We started talking about my major and he told me that the Navy had a lot of good career opportunities for Bio majors… And, forty years later, I retired as a captain and a SEAL…" Austin said as he downed half his glass of bourbon, then sighed loudly, "I miss it too though." He added, kissing the top of Garrett's head.
As the night progressed, Tony started feeling more and more like his old self again, although he didn't know if that was the endless alcohol that even Gibbs wasn't stopping him from having, or just the sheer enjoyment he was having dancing to old eighties songs with either Garrett or Gibbs, since Austin wasn't much of a dancer.
Tony had definitely spent more time out on the dance floor with Garrett though, and while he was appreciative of his dance partner's flawless moves, nothing compared to being plastered up against Gibbs' body as they moved together – And Gibbs was by no means a decent dancer, but the fact that he did do it was what counted to Tony.
Tony and Garrett strolled off the dance floor after another set of three songs, their buzzes exacerbated by the pulsating lights and swift movements, "Okay… I think my legs have had enough." Tony said quietly as he snuggled closely up to Gibbs, resting his head underneath the man's jaw.
Gibbs chuckled as he slid his hand underneath Tony's tank top, gently rubbing into his husband's lower back "Looks like you've had enough too…" Gibbs whispered, looking down at Tony's head as he felt the younger man's entire body shake with a suppressed hiccup.
Tony shook his head "Nuh uh! I'm… I'm fine!" Tony said, hiccupping slightly and then quickly covering his mouth to suppress further hiccups that were racing to exit his mouth.
"You sound fine, hiccups." Gibbs retorted as he carded his fingers lightly through Tony's hair.
Tony sighed, "One more drink… and… and then… we can go. I wanna… wanna try that… thing that he's drinking…" Tony said, pointing a shaky finger at the pomegranate cosmopolitan in Garrett's fingertips as he slipped off the barstool slowly, making his way through the crowd towards the bar.
Garrett turned his head and watched as Tony walked stubbornly around people, his entire body swaying, "He's… he's drunk." Garrett observed drunkenly as he turned back to Gibbs, his own head resting on Austin's shoulder.
Tony stood at the bar after ordering his drink, waiting for the bartender to make it, he felt someone standing close to him, and he closed his eyes as he felt a hand brush against his back – hoping it was just an accident, but when no apology came forth and the hand was still on his back – Tony slowly turned around and came face to face with a broad chested man he'd never seen before "Do you mind? I'm… I'm trying to… get a drink here…" Tony hiccupped out, blinking his eyes a few times to focus on the face before him.
"You look like you've had plenty enough to drink, sound and smell like it too…" the man said flatly, leaning his hip against the pillar next to the bar.
Tony shrugged "Yeah, and what's it to ya? You're… not my handler!" Tony squeaked out, shaking his head to clear the drunken fogginess clouding his mind, his eyes traveling over to where Gibbs was sitting, thankful to see that the older man wasn't sitting anymore but making his way through the patrons and in his direction.
"Doesn't mean I couldn't handle you…" the man stated, his voice lacking any emotion as he drew his tongue across his lower lip.
Gibbs shook his head as he slid in next to Tony, "He doesn't need you to handle him. I've got that covered, thanks." Gibbs said to the man, then turned to Tony "Hey, are you alright?" Gibbs asked, looking into the clouded expression of Tony's eyes.
Tony nodded and laid his head against Gibbs' shoulder, "Mhmmm. Ready to go home now Jeth… Don't want that pommie thing…" Tony said tiredly, hiccupping several times between and after his words.
The man who had been bothering Tony shook his head and walked off without incident, leaving Gibbs to hoist Tony up against his side "Alright, we'll go home then. Let's just go tell Garrett and Austin that we're leaving, okay?" Gibbs asked as he awkwardly walked with Tony back towards their table.
Tony slumped against Gibbs' chest once they got back to the table, causing the older man to lose his balance slightly "We're going to head home, he hasn't gotten drunk like this since before we were even married… think it's really gone to his head." Gibbs said to Garrett and Austin, carefully rubbing Tony's back and neck.
Garrett nodded his head "We're headed home… too… I drank more than I'm used too also." Garrett said as he slid off his bar stool and hugged Tony and Gibbs "Enjoy your night boys." Garrett said as he began staggering towards the door.
Austin shook his head as he grabbed his jacket and Garrett's jacket, "If it weren't for me, and the fact that his head stays attached – He'd leave it somewhere and forget about it. Night guys, thanks for the enjoyable evening… Should do something else next time!" Austin said, waving and grinning at Tony and Gibbs before hurrying off to catch up with his drunk husband.
Gibbs sat on the hood of the challenger with Tony in between his legs and wrapped up in his arms, trying to sober Tony up a little bit more before leaving the parking lot of the club.
Tony sighed as he linked his fingers with Gibbs' on his stomach, "Thank you… for tonight…" Tony murmured tiredly against Gibbs' bicep "I really feel… a whole lot better… Drunk… but better." Tony added as he turned his head slightly to capture Gibbs' lips with his own.
Gibbs chuckled between the small kisses Tony was peppering against his lips "You get so frisky when you're drunk like this, you know that?" Gibbs asked quietly, massaging his fingertips into Tony's abdominal muscles lightly.
Tony nodded as he slowly turned around, slipping his arms over Gibbs' shoulders "Mhm, I know." Tony whispered as he began kissing his way along Gibbs' jawline and down the center of his husband's throat.
Gibbs tilted his head back to give Tony more room "Wouldn't you rather go home and do this?" Gibbs asked, slipping his fingers beneath the waistband of Tony's jeans to knead into the firm and warm flesh of his husband's ass.
Tony shook his head, and then nodded it in indecision, "Want too, but don't want too… Comfortable here… But want warm bed…" Tony said between kisses and biting against Gibb's neck.
Gibbs chuckled slightly, which ended in a moan as Tony latched onto his neck and began sucking almost vampire-like at the flesh, "What about… the backseat…?" Gibbs asked through panted breath.
"Nuh uh… Too small… Never fit back there…Not two of us..." Tony murmured as he continued his barrage of hickey trails down the center of Gibbs' throat.
"Damn it… Tone… Please… Let me get us home… Then… you can… do whatever… you want to me…" Gibbs said brokenly as Tony continued trailing down Gibbs' chest, a line of purple left behind in the wake of Tony's questing lips.
Tony looked up from the center of Gibbs' chest "Anything I want?" Tony asked innocently as he slowly stood back up, Gibbs nodded as he adjusted his shirt, redoing the buttons that Tony had undone "And you won't say no once we get home?" Tony continued, looking skeptically at Gibbs.
Gibbs shook his head "Within reason, Tony… You know where I draw the lines." Gibbs warned as he fished his keys out of his jacket pocket.
Tony nodded as he released Gibbs and headed to the passenger seat, "I'll have to think about it." Tony said with a smirk on his face as he got into the car.
Once they got home – Which took longer than usual since Tony couldn't keep his hands off himself or Gibbs' body – Tony smiled as he pulled Gibbs towards the basement, Gibbs willingly followed Tony along, his eyebrow raised questioningly.
Tony giggled slightly "The only place, we haven't had sex… in this entire house… is the basement… which I find totally ironic… since… this is where everything started…" Tony stated as he carefully walked backwards down the basement steps, never taking his eyes off Gibbs.
Gibbs nodded slightly "That's because it's usually always a mess…" Gibbs commented as Tony pushed him down into the couch underneath the staircase, where everything really did start.
Tony straddled Gibbs' lap, setting his hands on both sides of his husband's neck, "And now it's not… So, I want it… Right here…" Tony said quietly as he reached behind the couch cushion and withdrew a bottle of lube, setting it into Gibbs' hand.
Gibbs nodded as he looked at the bottle, and then up at Tony "You plan this?" Gibbs asked, Tony nodded as he leaned into Gibbs' neck, kissing and biting gently, "How do you want it?" Gibbs asked as he set the bottle down and rested his hands on Tony's back, slowly inching the tank top off his husband's body.
Tony smiled softly "Slow… I want… I want you to take your time…" Tony whispered against Gibbs' neck, "Make love to me… like… like it's the last time…" Tony continued, slowly rotating his hips against the erection pressing against his lower body.
"Okay." Gibbs said simply as he wrapped his arms around Tony's back, slowly turning his husband towards the couch, "I'm in control though, right?" Gibbs asked, looking down at Tony.
Tony nodded as he settled his feet behind Gibbs' thighs loosely, "Yeah. You're in control." Tony agreed as he lifted his upper torso up as Gibbs pushed the tank top up and off Tony's body.
Gibbs began by slowly kissing across Tony's collarbone, leaving two hickeys on each protruding bone at the base of his husband's throat, his eyes never leaving Tony's face as he worked his way down Tony's chest slowly. Gibbs carefully rolled each of Tony's nipples in between his teeth, watching as Tony arched off the couch slightly, an elongated moan escaping Tony's mouth from how sensitive his nipples were – always were, when he got drunk.
Gibbs kissed his way down Tony's stomach, deftly popping the button on Tony's jeans and sliding them down the long slender legs, and then tossing them onto the floor. Gibbs trailed his fingertips back up each of Tony's legs from the ankle to his hip bone, watching as the goosebumps rose on Tony's skin. Tony was squirming now, his fingers gripped around the couch cushion as he whispered yes over and over.
Gibbs smiled softly as he grabbed the bottle of lube and coated his fingers with it while taking the head of Tony's cock into his mouth, Tony's hips jerked upward as another loud moan echoed in the basement. Gibbs carefully slid his slicked up fingers into Tony's channel, his other hand wrapping around Tony's cock and squeezing gently as he sucked the head, his fingers carefully moving in and out of Tony, scissoring and stretching Tony to open him up – Not that he needed much preparation.
Tony moaned even louder when Gibbs fingertips curled against his prostate. Gibbs released Tony's cock with a loud pop, he slicked up his cock while still carefully moving his fingers inside of Tony's channel "Good?" Gibbs asked, looking up at Tony who looked higher than life right now. Tony nodded mutely as he rocked his hips back against Gibbs' hand slowly, adding to the stimulation on his prostate, Gibbs chuckled as he slowly removed his fingers then hovered over Tony's body.
Tony wrapped his legs around Gibbs' hips, and settled his arms around his neck and shoulders, moaning out as Gibbs slowly pushed his way past the tight ring of muscles and into Tony's welcoming heat. Gibbs groaned as he rested his forehead against Tony's shoulder, slowly pushing his length into Tony until he was fully seated. Gibbs lifted his head up and captured Tony's lips in a slow and drawn out kiss, slowly rocking his hips back and forth inside of Tony while capturing the needy whimpers that reverberated in Tony's chest and into Gibbs' mouth.
Gibbs wrapped his hands around the arm of the couch as he lifted his upper torso away from Tony, effectively breaking the kiss as he began pulling out halfway and slowly thrusting back in, his eyes still locked onto Tony's face as he watched each pleasured expression cross it. Tony's mouth opened in a perpetual 'O' of ecstasy as each moan escaped his mouth and echoed in the basement, and only grew louder as Gibbs picked up the pace a bit, now thrusting his entire length deeply into Tony's body, rocking the couch forward with each movement that they made together.
Tony wrapped his hand around the back of Gibbs' head and pulled his husband back down, kissing him deeply and lovingly as Gibbs continued his deep and shallow thrusts into Tony. Tony whimpered loudly, arching his head back as Gibbs' cock head pressed against his prostate with each thrust, "Oh god… Oh god… Fuck… Jethro… Jeth… I… I can't… Can't…" Tony stammered out as he tightened his legs against Gibbs' back, each whimper and moan growing louder as Gibbs continued thrusting.
"Let it go Tony… Let it go… I'm… Right there with you baby… Right there…" Gibbs said, grunting slightly as he pushed up to his knees, holding onto Tony's hips as he continued his slow assault on Tony's channel. Tony wrapped his hand around his cock and began stroking his length in time with Gibbs' inward thrusts, taking only three more thrusts before Tony was screaming 'Jethro' and his come was spilling out onto his stomach and chest in huge globs.
Gibbs moaned loudly when Tony's body tightened up around his cock, he made a few more short jabs, his thumbs pressing tightly into Tony's hip bones – sure to leave bruises – as he emptied himself into Tony's body, 'Tony' escaping the older man's lips in a moan as he collapsed against Tony's chest, panting heavily.
Tony sighed contentedly as he wrapped his arms around Gibbs' back, kissing the sweat soaked forehead just underneath his chin, "Love you Jeth…" Tony whispered as he carded his fingers through Gibbs' sweaty hair slowly.
Gibbs nodded tiredly against Tony's chest "Love you too Tone." Gibbs whispered as he reached towards Tony's discarded tank top and slowly rolled onto his side, he carefully cleaned Tony's chest and stomach, then his own. "Feel better now?" Gibbs asked as he tossed the tank top onto the floor again, now lying behind Tony as they spooned together on the couch.
Tony nodded as he yawned into his bicep, "Much better. Thank you, Jeth… For everything. I… I don't think I would have gotten through this… if it weren't for you." Tony whispered as he interlocked his fingers with Gibbs' fingers, resting both their hands over Tony's heart.
Gibbs kissed the back of Tony's head lightly "Would have been there for you, no matter what Tony. Love you too damned much to let you go through anything alone." Gibbs said sincerely, tightening his grip on Tony's hand, and kissing the back of his head once more reassuringly.
Tony nodded as he yawned again, "Still like to thank you for it… Don't thank you enough for saving my life like you did…" Tony said, his words coming out slower as he started drifting off towards sleep.
Gibbs shook his head as he watched Tony fall asleep in his arms, "I didn't save your life Tone… You saved mine." Gibbs whispered as he nuzzled into the back of Tony's head, "And I thank you and God for it, every day." He added as he also fell into the world of sleep, his hold never loosening on Tony's body as they wrapped around each other on the small couch.