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"Gibbs what are you-"
"Shhh." Gibbs cooed into Tony' ear as he kicked the younger man's feet apart.
Tony's hands were on the tiled wall in front of him, warm water raining down his back. Gibbs' body behind him, a hand running down his back, then squeezing his ass.
"My play time now." Gibbs said as his hand left Tony's body and picked up the bottle of lube he brought with him, having decided exactly what he wanted to do in the shower with Tony. Squeezing some into his hand he rubbed his fingers together, then slipped his hand between Tony's ass cheeks.
"Gibbs. You really think the shower is the right place for th-" His breath hitched as he tightened against the intrusion.
"Relax." Gibbs whispered in Tony's ear as his other hand gently massaged Tony's stomach.
Taking a deep breath, Tony let himself relax and felt the finger slip further inside him.
"That's it." Gibbs sighed gently working his finger in and out of Tony's tight ass, kissing that sweet spot below Tony's ear that caused his lover to groan. "See so much better when you relax."
Tony managed to nod as he closed his eyes focused on the lips caressing his neck and the soft soothing voice.
"Stay relaxed for me." Keeping his voice low and close to Tony's ear, Gibbs gradually added another finger both of them moaning as he simply let his fingers remain still inside Tony. "So tight." He felt his cock harden at the prospect of sinking into that tight moist heat. Slowly, he scissored his fingers feeling the ring of muscles tighten and release. He nipped at Tony's neck suppressing a growl now working the fingers in and out.
Clawing at the tile, Tony felt the sting start to fade and settled into the touch.
"Okay?" The soft voice asked.
"Yes."
"How about now?" Gibbs' fingertips brushed against Tony's prostate.
A gasp as any answer Tony might have thought of disappeared with the surge of pleasure.
Gibbs other hand gravitated from Tony's stomach to his cock, hard and already leaking. Barely brushing his fingers over Tony's hard cock, he let his hand cup Tony's balls.
"Gibbs." Tony shivered rocking back onto the fingers buried inside him.
Nuzzling against Tony's neck, Gibbs growled suddenly wrapping his hand around Tony's cock stroking him roughly. "God...do you know how bad I wanna fuck you?"
"Yes." There was a paused. "So do it?"
The air rushed from Gibbs' lungs. There was no hesitation, no trepidation in Tony's voice, only want and need. He slammed his eyes shut, fighting the urge to jerk his fingers out and shove his aching cock deep into the man he wanted so desperately. Pushing his fingers deeper into Tony he again hit that spot. "Come for me."
Tony's eyes closed and his cock twitch as Gibbs' hand worked rapidly over the shaft. He thrust into Gibbs' hand then slammed back on the fingers.
"Need more?"
The fingers were shoved inside again and Tony's body tensed, then shook as he came against the shower wall, his knee's starting to buckle. He felt the strong arm wrap around him holding him up. "Gibbs." He whimpered trying to regain his equilibrium and balance.
"It's okay." Gibbs dropped soft kisses on his lover's neck. Giving Tony a few minutes, he finally spoke again. "Can you stand up."
"Yeah." Tony sighed his eyes still closed.
"Let's get cleaned up, waters starting to get cold."
"That's definitely the best shower I've ever had." Tony sighed walking out of the bathroom, towel around his waist.
"Me too." Gibbs smirked sitting down on the edge of the bed and drying his hair.
Grabbing the towel from Gibbs' hand, Tony tossed it aside and sat down in Gibbs' lap
"I really need to bring my bags in here."
"Then do it." Gibbs smiled running his fingers over Tony's chest.
"I'm allowed in your bedroom now?" Tony asked with surprise.
"No, not allowed." Gibbs paused. "Required."
"Oh that so." Tony laughed. "Required? So sleeping in a separate bed is no longer an option?"
Gibbs shook his head.
The laughter faded and Tony stared at Gibbs intently."Want me in your bed...so why didn't you?"
"In the shower?" Gibbs chuckled. "I didn't want our first time to be in the shower."
Tony's fingers tugged the towel free from Gibbs' waist. His eyes glanced at Gibbs exposed hard cock, then into the blue eyes. "We're not in the shower anymore."
"No." Gibbs moistened his suddenly dry lips. "We're not." He watched as Tony open the towel around his own waist.
"Remember yesterday at the Sushi bar when I said I wasn't asking you to throw me down and fuck me." Tony sighed. "But that I just wanted more of you."
Gibbs nodded.
"Now I'm telling you." Tony rocked slightly in Gibbs' lap. "Throw me down and fuck me. And if you don't." He ran his hands up Gibbs' chest. "I'm going to grab my bag, go to that bar we all went to that first night, find that bartender Jamie that seemed interested and get him to drive me back to DC. And I'm going to get him to do that by promising him thing, so many things, things that I don't want to deliver on because I'm in love with you."
Gibbs eyes narrowed.
"So unless you want me to wa-" Tony gasps as Gibbs threw him down on the bed pinning his arms on either side of his head.
"You're not going anywhere." Gibbs blue eyes were almost black as he glared down at Tony. "I told you, I would do anything you wanted."
Chest rising and falling to short quick breathes, body arched, Tony's lips poised mere inches from the man above him. "I want you, the animal, the alpha dog that wants nothing more than to take what is his." Glaring back at the older man, he waited, watching as the face above him showed contemplation, then worry, and finally a feral hunger.
Gibbs sniffed up Tony's neck taking in the fresh clean scent of the man, the soap masking much of the younger man's natural scent. He took another deep breath through his nose searching for Tony's natural musk and when it hit him, he growled, biting down on Tony's neck.
Tony moaned tipping his head back, exposing more of his neck and throat, surrendering to the animal, the man above him. When Gibbs' teeth tore at his displayed throat, gnawing at the flesh relentlessly, he realized the man was gone and only the beast remained. And he didn't care.
Having severely brutalized Tony's throat, the animal pulled back and cocked his head as he peered at the man under him. His mouth watering, his hard cock pressing against Tony's thigh, his hands still locked around Tony's wrist pinning them by his head.
Raising his head, Tony nuzzled against the neck above him communicating with the animal in its own language, then he thrust his hard cock up against the one above him. Tony pressed his lips to one ear. "Take me, fuck me...please."
A low needy growl ripped from the animals lips before he brutally crushed them to Tony's, feasting from the welcoming lips and mouth. Biting at Tony's lower lip, the younger man groaned eagerly wanting more. Nips, bites, sharp kisses bruised Tony's lips until they were red and swollen. Again the animal drew back and fixated on the green eyes under him, releasing Tony's arms.
Tony answered without words letting his hands claw up the taunt flesh of the animals back leaving a trail of marks in their wake, then jerking their hard cocks together. Another growl and Tony was unceremonious flipped down onto his stomach, his body shivering with anticipation and desire. Then the warmth, no fire against his body as the beast lays atop him, the entire length of their bodies pressed forcefully together. Then searing lips against the back of his neck, lips so hot they seem to blister his skin and it makes him thrust his ass up into the cock resting against it.
This time a snarl as Tony is slammed down hard against the mattress halting any further movement. For a moment all he feels is the warm breath against his neck and the body crushing down on him, only allowing him to take short shallow breaths to fill his aching lungs. Then a slight reprise as the body lifts off of him slightly, a calloused hand scrapes down his ribcage making sure to claw at each rib bone stopping at his hip. Then possessive fingers tear into the flesh of his hip and lips are pressed against his ear.
"Mine." It's a whispered growl and for a moment Tony is reminded it is truly Gibbs doing this and not some wild beast.
"Yes." It's the only word that is needed and Tony knows that. The lips are back against his neck, crossing his shoulder. This time the kisses are softer, nipping but no biting, gentler as if the one word calmed the animal in some way. Truth was, it was the animal lulling him into a false sense of security, distracting him as a wet finger is shoved inside him. He whimpers, it's not painful just surprising when he is so unprepared for it. There's a pause and he realizes somewhere within the beast, Gibbs registers the reaction and is concerned. He pushes back against the finger to show he's okay, then grabs something from between the pillows and lays it beside him. The lube. He had taken it from the shower and tossed it onto the bed.
Gibbs sees the bottle and a slight smirk curls on his lips at his lovers foresight. But then it wasn't foresight really, this was planned, calculated and wanted, demanded actually. He pulls his finger from Tony, and squeezes some lube into his hand. Tony whimpers under him and the animal stirs. He jerks Tony up by the hips and the younger man instinctively goes to all fours. Seeing the young Italian in that position unleashes the animal's need again.
Tony groans as two lubed fingers slip inside him scissoring out against the tight ring of muscles, then working in and out until soon he is bucking back on them demanding more. It's only when another finger is added that he stops demanding more and winces at the sharp sting he now feels. He calms somewhat and takes a deep breath as a hand rubs his lower back, then the gentle touch is gone once all three fingers are pumping inside him. The stinging sensation has dissipated and he again fucks himself on the digits inside him spurred on by the grunts and groans he hears dripping from his lover's lips. Then it's suddenly gone and he whimpers at the lost and how empty he feels not having that connection with the man he loves. The feeling only lasts for a moment as the sting returns this time with an intense burn and he believes his lungs have collapsed because he can't seem to take a breath.
The sting subsides slightly but the burn is still there as the hand starts to massage small circles at his lower back. He takes a deep breath, his lungs finally listening to his command to breath and the sting is back as he feels the cock pushing its way deeper into him. More soft circles gently massage the tension from him and he relaxes slightly. This ritual continues as push by push Gibbs 'cock slowly enters him. He is sweating, shivering when he hears Gibbs roar and realizes Gibbs' cock is buried completely inside him.
Trying to control the beast, Gibbs roars as his cock is finally planted to the base in Tony. His lover is so tight, painfully tight, his cock being squeezed along its entire length. He should move but the need is already threatening and he's afraid if he moves he'll come. So he stays there on his knees, clutching at Tony's hips, cock buried in the man, unable to move. Deep breaths, he takes four, then five and six until he calms enough to not feel the release threatening. He draws back slowly then glides back into the warm heat, it feels to good and the animal is growling beating against the cage that Gibbs has put him in demanding to be released again. He fights it, until he feels Tony rocking his hips as if begging him to move. Sliding a hand up Tony's spine, he groans as he clutches the man's shoulder. He said one word hoping it would convey what he needed to say.
"Tony." The name came out shaky, said with unbridled carnal need and wantonness. Tony pressed back against Gibbs in answer. That was all it took as the animal burst free taking Tony without remorse, pounding into the man watching as his cock slid in and out of his lover. Years, so many years he'd wanted to see that sight and feel that tight ass around his dick, now nothing could or would stop him... ever. Grunting, he suddenly felt the shaking under his hands and through his cock.
Tony's body trembles, his arms trying desperately to keep the weight of his body above his straining elbows. He feels himself about to collapse down, but then he is yanked up and against the body behind him. A cheek pressed against his own as a strong arm tightens around his waist crushing his back against Gibbs' sweaty chest.
"Head board." Gibbs panted. "Both hands."
Dipping forward, Tony grabbed the top of the headboard with both hand. Then gasped as Gibbs' violently thrusts into him propelling both of their bodies forwarded. Once, twice, three times Gibbs hammers into him until his chest is slammed against the head board. That would leave a mark, he had no doubt and he wanted it to. The thought is eradicated as he is fucked again, mercilessly, the bed creaking and groaning with the force. It goes on and on, his own cock painfully hard and dripping with precum, but he wants more.
"Jethro." Tony says the name he rarely speaks. He wants the man back, only for a moment, wants Gibbs to understand what he wants what he needs.
The name reaches him, in that small corner of his consciousness that Gibbs still clings to for some sense of sanity in it all. Tony has rarely called him Jethro and the way his name sounds on the Italians lips, especially now pulls the man forward. He changes their position slightly, bringing Tony's hips back away from the headboard arching the younger man's body as he reaches around and grabs Tony's hard cock.
"OH GOD!" Tony screams as his cock is stroked and the new position causes Gibbs' cock to brush against his prostate. "Jethro?" The word is a question this time and Gibbs understands.
Gibbs' lips caress over the spot below his lovers ear. "Right here, Tone. I'm right here. Come for me." He makes a small upward thrust with his hips feeling his cock hit that perfect spot inside Tony again.
Tony knows he's coming can fell the come running down his cock in between Gibbs' fingers, but nothing else makes sense. He can't tell if his eyes are closed or open because of the sea of brilliant colors spinning around him. He's falling, cascading down into an endless abyss, accepting that he is going to fall forever and he doesn't care because it feels so good, like flying.
"Stay with me."
A voice tells him and he wants to obey, but Tony's not sure he can.
Sliding his free hand down Tony's arm, Gibbs entwines their fingers both of them now clutching at the head board.
Tony feels the hand holding his, stabilizing him and he crushes their hands together, trying to hold on.
"That's it." Gibbs growls as Tony tightens around his cock again. Short quick thrusts are all he can manage now as his body screams out for release. A few more short thrust and he surrenders howling as he fills Tony with his come. His cock twitches and pulses as wave after wave of electrical aftershocks course through him, then...blackness.
Moving slightly, he groaned, suddenly reminded of muscles he'd forgotten he had. He opened his eyes, surprised by the soft glow of the room. Gibbs smiled as he saw the man curled against him and sighed when he felt his hard cock pressed against Tony's ass. Bracing himself on his elbow, he looked down at Tony, wincing when he saw the yellowish purple marks up and down the man's throat and neck. Middle of July, can't hid those with a turtle neck. Slowly his eyes skimmed down Tony's body stopping when he saw the scratch marks across his lover's ribcage, then his eyes landed on a hip with a bruise that undoubtedly would match his fingertips.
Shaking his head, Gibbs ran his hand down his face, a large part of him upset by the fact that he had marred Tony's perfect flesh. But a small part of him, the part that gently traced the long scratches on Tony's ribcage, was aroused by it. That part reveled in the marks, wanted Tony to wear them like a symbol, a sign that said sacred territory, no one allowed, except for the man who had put the marks there.
But then again maybe Tony would regret letting the wild animal free, see the bruised and scarred flesh as a reminder to never allow that part of Gibbs loose again. A flailing hand reached back, found his hand and wrapped it around himself.
"Stay." Tony sighed as he snuggled deeper into Gibbs.
Gibbs placed a soft kiss to Tony's shoulder.
"And stop worrying."
A smile played across Gibbs' face and he brushed it across Tony's ear. "I love you."
"I love you too."
"Are you okay?"
"Yes." Tony sighed again. "I said stop worrying."
"I've never made love to anyone like that before." Gibbs paused. "Never let go like that."
Rolling onto his back, Tony smiled up at Gibbs. "That's what I wanted."
"You might regret that when you look in the mirror."
"I already saw." Tony ran his hand down his throat then grinned. "Could you maybe lay off the neck and throat a little bit. At least till winter when I can wear a turtle neck."
Gibbs couldn't help but laugh, especially with the grin on Tony's face.
"Maybe bite my shoulders and back." Tony smirked.
Shaking his head, Gibbs smiled.
"I'm not that fragile." Tony touched Gibbs' cheek. "I can take it."
"Yeah I got that." A vision from last night dashed through Gibbs' mind.
"Good." Rolling back over, Tony burrowed back against Gibbs, wrapping the man's arm around his waist again. "Now I want at least another half hour to sleep, then we can get up."
Gibbs chuckled settling down and tugging Tony closer.