AN: Remember that this is rated M for a reason. Enjoy this chap! Thanks for the support!

Chp. 14

Their goodbye wasn't a tearful one. They both knew that this wasn't a goodbye for good, so it had been short and all business, but that didn't mean that Tony had to like it. Once back at his house, he had thrown himself on his bed, opened a bottle of vodka and tried to relax. Gibbs had been less than thrilled, when he had called his younger lover and could barely understand him due to the slurred speach. After a minor breakdown on Tony's side, Gibbs had promised him that they would talk as often as possible, which proved to be a tough task because of the time difference, but they had managed it quite good.

They had been calling each other every day and Abby had even taken on showing Gibbs how to skype. And every time the screen had lit up to that big grin of his former SIC. It had turned to the more genuine one as soon as they were alone "discussing cases". But then Team Gibbs had caught a big case and he had stood Tony up, several times.

The Italian finally had enough and without telling someone in D.C., he had taken some vacation time and flown down to the US. That was how he had ended up standing in front of Gibbs' house. It was late. Too late to be visiting anyone and Tony was momentarily thrown back to their first kiss.

Taking one last deep breath, he pushed the door open and went inside.

Gibbs was working on his boat. They were close to wrapping up this case, but right now, he didn't care. He missed Tony. He hadn't even heard his voice in a week and he hated it. The young man was probably fast asleep at this time of the night. He groaned inwardly, when he heard his staircase squeak.

"I'm not in the mood."

"I try not to be offended." Came the reply.

Hearing a voice he had definitely not expected made him shoot around. And there he was. His Italian lover. Looking hot as always. His face showed how tired he was, but his eyes were sparkling and his lips were curved with that small, cute smile.

Gibbs didn't hesitate. Dropping his tool, he met his former agent on the second to last step, DiNozzo's steps. Taking his face in his calloused hands, Gibbs pulled him against his chest, locking their lips in a bruising kiss. He felt and heard his lover moan and pulled him even closer. They broke the kiss after a few minutes, both panting heavily.

"Tony." Gibbs couldn't say anything else, too overwhelmed by having his lover back in his arms.

Tony nuzzled the older man's face, content that he was touching him from head to toe now. His one hand was clutching Gibbs' t-shirt, while the other one was knotted in his hair.

The ex-marine was placing kisses everywhere he could reach. "Tony." He sighed. Pulling back, he kissed the younger man's lips soundly and then looked into his eyes, watching the emotions flowing through those beautiful green eyes. "You're here."

"I sure hope so, 'coz I'd be really pissed if I woke up now." The Italian answered.

Gibbs shook his head. "How?"

Tony shrugged. "I was tired of being miles away and just having those phone calls. By the way, this reminds me, I'm mad at you!"

The senior agent took in the mock-angry expression. "And why's that?"

"You stood me up! We had a skype date, several actually!"

Letting his hands slide down the young man's back, he put them in the back pockets of his jeans. "I'll make it up to you."

"How?"

"Any way you want."

Tony cocked his head. "Any?"

"Any." Gibbs promised.

Tony ground his already semi-heard member into the older man, groaning, when he felt how hard the ex-marine already was. "You sure?"

Instead of answering verbally, Gibbs kissed him passionately, putting his heart and soul in it. When they pulled away, both their eyes had turned dark.

Tony licked his lips in anticipation. "Guess that means 'yes'. I'm in!" He said, shrugging out of his jacket and letting it drop to the floor.

Gibbs chuckled. "Patience, tiger."

The Italian shook his head. "Nu-uh. I've been patient for over a year. I'm done being patient." The older man grinned. "So, you said any way and I'm holding you to that. I want you. Now. I don't care if it's upstairs or down here. Against your boat." Seeing something flash in his former boss' eyes, Tony smiled mischievously. "Dirty little fantasy, huh? I like."

Gibbs swatted his butt. "Upstairs. Move."

"But that's a really long way." Tony complained.

"You said you don't care. I do. Not on the second first time. Now move." He told the young man.

And Tony did, a warm feeling in his tummy because of what Gibbs had said. They made it upstairs with only little trouble. But once in the bedroom, Tony felt weird. His hands were clammy, his knees weak and he was shaking slightly and on top of all that his heart was pounding against his ribcage.

Gibbs put his arms around him from behind, kissing the back of his neck. "You okay?"

"Y-Yeah." Tony stuttered as the older man's hand went under his shirt.

"Geez, Tony, your heart's racing." He turned the other man around and saw something flicker in his eyes. Fear? Could be Tony be scared? Of him? "Doubts?"

"Huh? No! No, I'm fine."

Gibbs sighed and dropped his hands. "You're shaking like a leaf. You're not fine. What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong! Can we move this to the bed now?"

The ex-marine shook his head. "No. Not if you're not telling me what's going on."

Tony's jaw tightened. "What do you mean 'no'?! I'm not good enough now or what?!"

"What the hell are you talking about?! Are you out of your mind?! I never -" The silver-haired man stopped himself. "You think it's gonna be like last time. That I'm only gonna use you." The Italian watched how the man in front of him swallowed hard.

"I'm sorry..."

The ex-marine shook his head. "It's definitely not your fault."

"I'm just... scared." He admitted.

Gibbs grabbed the Italian's hand in his. "Tony, I promise you, I will never ever hurt you like that again. I love you and I mean it."

The Italian leaned forward, pressing his lips against the older man's, putting his free hand behind Gibbs' neck to keep him in place. After separating, Tony leaned his forehead against the older man's. "I need you."

"You got me." The ex-marine replied. Then he slowly peeled off Tony's shirt, keeping their gazes locked. He laid him out on the mattress, following suit. Covering the beautiful body with his own, Gibbs started kissing the soft skin, not leaving out a single spot. His hands ran up and down Tony's ribcage and the older man could feel him wriggling beneath and he could definitely feel the erection pressing against his. Making quick work of the Italian's jeans button, he slid the offending piece of cloth off.

They kept kissing and caressing each other for a while, with Tony being the impatient one, always whining that he wasn't able to hold on, but in the end he did. And he didn't want to miss it either. He loved having Gibbs full attention. And right now he had it all.

Flipping them over, the young man slid down until his face was right above Gibbs dick. He took the him in his hand and lapped at the head. "Tone... uuuuh." Tony calmed himself with a deep breath before opening his mouth wide and slowly inching down towards the base of the older man's cock.

After a while the ex-marine regained control and stilled the bobbing head. "Tony. No. Not tonight. It's about us."

He let the now even harder member drop from his mouth. "This is about us. I want it."

Gibbs stroke his cheek gently. "I want you to enjoy this."

"I do. I am. And I'm trying to learn here. So if you don't mind." With that his lips were already wrapped around the warm flesh again, catching the senior agent by surprise and electing a deep groan.

The ex-marine had his fingers tangled in the younger man's hair, trying to slow his movements to keep him from choking. "Tony... god, Tony, you need to stop."

The Italian stopped what he was doing and just looked at his older lover, enjoying the way his head was tipped back and his other hand had the bed spread in a vice like grip. "Okay?"

Slowly, Gibbs raised his head, his lips were parted slightly. "Amazing." Tony blushed at the compliment and the older man smiled at him. Then he pushed the young man on his back and kissed him thoroughly, while running one of his hands up and down his thigh.

The Italian felt his lover's hands spreading his butt cheeks, trying to loosen him up. "No." Gibbs stopped immediately, worry all over his face. Tony smiled to reassure him. "I want you in me. Now."

"Tony..."

The younger man interrupted him with a kiss. "I know. It's been over a year, but I want you now."

Gibbs sighed. "I don't want to hurt you." He said, remembering how he had lost control the last time.

"You won't." Hearing Tony say it like that, made the silver-haired man feel special. Only a few people had the privilege of DiNozzo's trust and he was one of them. "Show me that I'm yours."

Gibbs captured his lips in a loving kiss, while he lifted Tony's legs and shuffled closer to the younger man. Pulling away, the older man watched as his lover nervously wet his lips. "Tony."

Hearing his name, the young Italian looked at the other man and was immediately drawn in by those beautiful blue eyes.

Not breaking the eye contact once, Gibbs laced the fingers of his left and Tony's right hand together, putting their joined hands on the pillow next to his lover's head. Then he put his other hand on his hard member and slowly pressed it into the rosy hole. He stilled immediately, when he heard Tony hiss.

"Okay... okay." Tony took a deep breath. "Keep going."

They were looking deeply into each other's eyes, while the older man slowly inched deeper. Tony flexed his hand, the one holding Gibbs', when the pain took him by surprise.

"Please, just keep going. I want you so bad."

"Tony." The ex-marine wanted to stop, to give his lover time to get used to the intrusion, but Tony wouldn't have it. Clenching his muscles around the cock almost tipped Gibbs over the edge.

"God, I forgot how big you are." He groaned when he felt the head of the thick flesh slip past his tight ring of muscles.