AN: Hey guys! Sorry for the long delay. I was on vacation for two weeks. Chicago and Las Vegas! It was awesome. The flight back was a nightmare. I've been up for the past 40 hrs or smth... Thanks for all those reviews, pms, favorites, alerts etc. Very grateful! This chap's got some more of my mean Italian skills in it. Just imagine it's correct :P Enjoy!

Chp. 11

Tony woke up the next morning feeling a pair of strong arms wrapped around his body, holding him tightly. He should have felt trapped, but surprisingly, he hadn't. Feeling the strong heartbeat under his hand. He had yet to open his eyes, but he was content enough and still a little sleepy... Someone else wasn't sleepy at all though. Tony could feel little Tony pressing against the older man's hip. What was wrong with him lately. He had never been this aroused.

Maybe Gibbs was up to some action now. It was a new day after all. The young Italian slowly let his hand trail down the other man's stomach, under the blanket and inside the boxer shorts. Wrapping his fingers around the flesh, he worked his fist up and down in a steady rhythm. Tony heard the ex-marine moaning and the older man lazily thrust into the touch. The young agent rubbed his fabric-covered erection against Gibbs' hip. He had to bury his face in the older man's shirt to muffle a groan.

His hand was grabbed, successfully stopping the movement. Tony bumped his hard member against the older man's hipbone again. "Tony." Came the soft warning as the ex-marine unwrapped the Italian's fist, pulling it out from under the blanket.

"I want you." The young man purred.

Suddenly Tony found himself on his back, pressed into the mattress, his arms pinned above his head and he couldn't suppress a moan. Gibbs' eyes were almost black now and the Italian could feel the older man's hardened flesh pressing into him. "No."

"Why not? You want it, too."

"DiNozzo." His voice held a hint of warning.

"Alright. Then get off me." The Italian growled and got up the second the older man rolled off him, a slightly confused look on his face. They didn't have time to try and talk about this, because just then Tony's cell started ringing. "Che succede? Sì, bene. Vederti in 10 minuti. Ciao." The young man hung up and then took some clothes from his dresser and went to the bathroom to change.

Gibbs let his head drop onto the pillow. He hadn't meant to be that gruff, but he somehow had to get the younger man to stop provoking him. Didn't he know how hard it was for the ex-marine to remain in control? He heard the door open and looked up. "Tony."

But the younger man didn't even spare him a glance. Instead he just walked out of the room. Gibbs jumped out of bed and followed him. The others were probably still asleep. At least they weren't walking around yet. "Tony. Tony, wait." Gibbs watched as the Italian made his way out of the house and towards his car. He leaned his head against the window, his eyes following the Mustang, as it sped away.

They got the call 3 hours later. The building the Italian NCIS team had processed had collapsed again, this time burying several law enforcement officers beneath it. It had been the same ruin the explosion had torn down a few days before that. The DC team arrived at the hospital in a matter of minutes, after McGee had looked up the directions on his smart phone.

"Anthony DiNozzo." Gibbs told the nurse at the counter.

"Sei un parente?" She asked.

Gibbs just stared at her. Not really sure how to react to that, when a guy, the ex-marine recognized as Agent Bousso, walked up to them, several cuts on his face. "Sì. Sono correlate."

The nurse gave a nod and typed in some words. "Stanza 105b."

"Grazie, Signora." The agent answered and then turned back to the other people. "Room 105b. You can go in, but... don't bother him. Not sure if he's even up for visitors. He tell you to leave, you leave, comprendere?"

The senior agent gave him a curt nod and turned to leave. He stopped in front of the door, feeling his favorite Goth run into him. "Abby. I'll go in there alone. See if he's up to some visitors. I'll let you know when you can come and see him."

"But what if he's not fine? Anything could happen! I need to see him!" He kept quiet and the raven haired girl hugged him hard. "Make sure he's okay and let me know the second I can see him!"

Gibbs placed a kiss on her cheek. "Sure thing." Then he walked into the room. The white blankets matched the pale color of the man on the bed. "Hey."

The younger guy's eyelids fluttered open. His lips were parched and split and Gibbs watched as Tony's tongue stuck to them when he tried to moisten them. He reacted immediately and brought the cup with the straw to the bed, holding the straw to the younger man's lips.

"Thanks..." He whispered, dropping his eyes to the blanket.

Gibbs sat down on the mattress, blue orbs full of concern and at least a little relief to see that the younger man was okay. He stroked his hands through the brownish hair, wiping away some chalk from the plaster. "Are you okay?"

"Did anyone get hurt?" He asked back.

Gibbs shook his head. "Just cuts and bruises. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Skittish green eyes held something like fear.

The ex-marine leaned closer and placed a gentle kiss on his eyebrow. "You had me worried."

"I'm sorry." Tony said. And before the older man could say something, the senior field agent continued. "I'm sorry about earlier, too. I... I don't know why I'm like this..."

"Hey." The hand cupped his cheek, getting him to make eye-contact. "You're just fine. Wouldn't want you any other way. I probably overreacted."

"No... I get that you don't want to have sex right now and that's fine -"

"Tony. Not 'don't want'. I want you. So much. But I don't want to rush this."

The Italian leaned into the caress. "It's just... this dry spell. It's been over year. It's killing me. And I want you so bad."

The begging hit Gibbs to the core. A year. No one had touched his Tony in a year. He leaned in and captured the dry lips in a soft kiss. Tony couldn't suppress a moan and the older man let one of his hands caress his ribcage.

"Gibbs... Gibbs... Don't stop."

"Shh... It's okay." The older man pecked Tony's lips a few more times. "Not going anywhere, Hun."

The Italian pulled back a little. "Hun?" A grin played across his lips.

The ex-marine blushed, actually blushed. "Guess that slipped."

Tony kissed him deeply then, loving and enjoying every second. The interaction got more and more passionate and the younger man sat up, trying to get even closer. The movement tore at his sore muscles and the Italian groaned.

Gibbs, having noticed the different sound, pulled back. Seeing pain flash over those beautiful features, he helped the younger agent back into a horizontal position.

"Got knocked onto my butt... again." Tony frowned.

The ex-marine caressed the back of his neck. "You gotta be more careful with that butt of yours." He stated.

"Yeah? Got something in mind for that butt?" He teased, his eyes held a twinkle.

Gibbs leaned in again, placing his warm mouth against the other pair of lips. "Mhm... Can think of something for that mouth of yours, too."

This time the moan was expected. "You need to stop this. You're killing me here."

"Can't have that." Gibbs answered, giving him a quick peck.

"Think you can spring me soon?"

That was his Tony. He hated hospitals with a passion. "Probably tomorrow." The younger man groaned. "The others are here to see you."

"I want a deal." The Italian said with his best 'criminal' look and Gibbs huffed a laugh.

"What's in it for me?"

Tony started playing with the buttons on the older man's shirt. "I let you get the others if you spring me tonight."

"Not a very good deal for me."

The senior field agent looked offended. "Hey!" That got him a wink and another peck. "You know that my bed's really, really comfy? 'specially when I'm in it."

"I guess I need to cuff you." Something flashed in the younger man's eyes. "But you'd probably like that, huh? Yeah, you would. I'll see what I can do." Gibbs said and made to get up, but he was pulled back down by his sleeve. He glanced at the young man, a questioning look in his eyes, until he realized what Tony wanted. Then he leaned down and placed a soft and loving kiss on the young man's lips.

Now that he had him, Gibbs couldn't have enough of his lover.