Top Harry Drabbles: Harry/Tony DiNozzo
Chapter Summary: In which Anthony DiNozzo moves on from Gibbs. (NCIS)
"Tony? You need help with that?"
Tony raised an eyebrow at Harry, his muscles trembling as he held himself up. "I do not, thank you."
Harry smirked up at him, reaching up to trace fingers over Tony's cock, trailing feather light touches over it. Tony shivered and trembled, goosebumps running up his bare arms. "You look gorgeous."
Tony's cheeks reddened and he slowly sunk down onto Harry's cock, inch by hot inch. Harry groaned underneath him and reached his other hand up to curl into Tony's hip, holding him as he moved. Warmth invaded him and Tony moaned as Harry stayed still, fingers digging into his skin, sweat dripping down his bare back.
His eyes fluttered closed as pleasure built within him, as his nerves flickered with electricity. The fingers on his cock smoothed circles and Harry's hand moved, dancing up his chest. Tony finally sunk down, bottoming out, and sat there on his knees, with Harry inside him.
"Tony. Fuck. Open your eyes, darling."
"I don't…" Tony croaked out.
"You're a looker," Harry whispered, his voice hoarse and deep with arousal. "Even now."
Tony started in surprise as his nipple was tweaked and pulled, pleasure-pain sparking within him, opening his eyes to see Harry glaring up at him, breathing heavily. Harry's hands moved and entwined with his, curling through his hands.
His muscles clenched around the cock inside him and he felt full, warm, and wanted.
Harry looked into his eyes, his bright green eyes staring right at him. "I've got you."
"Yeah. You got me. I don't-"
Harry smiled and bucked up into him and Tony let out a strangled whimper, his nerves alight with what felt like fire. He tried to catch his breath as Harry dug his nails into his palms, holding him in place. His cock ached and spurted pre-come and Tony whined, clutching onto Harry's hands as the man moved, thrusting up into him again and again.
Tony moaned as Harry hit that place inside him that set off stars, his world dwindling to the cock inside him and the man underneath him. Pleasure grew and he strained as Harry tugged him down, changing the angle of his thrusts, and pressed a kiss to his chest, licking up heated skin.
"Harry. Please."
Harry sat up a little, rocking them both, and met his eyes, pressing into Tony with his mouth and cock. The kiss was hot, wet, and Tony sighed into it, letting Harry slip his tongue into his mouth, sparks of pleasure invading him wholly and completely. He panted and his heart raced and Harry moved, letting his breath tickle his ears, his neck.
"Perhaps next time you could let me tie you up," Harry whispered, fucking up into him harder and Tony gasped with it, his eyes closing as his cock throbbed. "Look at you, letting me do anything and melting into my body."
Tony shuddered at the words and at the images that they brought up, feeling his cheeks redden, the rest of his blood run south full tilt. He was almost swaying with need, trembling on the man's lap and so full.
"Letting you do anything. Please."
Harry snorted and bent down to lick and lave over his other nipple, biting a little bit. Tony groaned and leaned into Harry's body, slipping even deeper onto Harry's cock. Harry let out a strangled moan, rumbly and deep. "Even you'd be sassy in bed. Only you, Anthony DiNozzo."
"Oh, I'm sure-"
Harry rolled his eyes and withdrew one of his hands, collected some of the come and lube and stroked Tony, pumping his cock. And Tony yelled out, brimming with need, with…
"Harry, please."
"Very well," Harry murmured, thumbing the head of Tony's cock and looking at him, like he could see through him. "You've been such a good boy."
Tony cried out as Harry thrust up into him again, hitting that spot and sending him over the top. His eyes fluttered closed and he gripped one of Harry's hands, his toes curling as he leaned back. Pleasure shot through him like a bullet and he distantly felt Harry cradle him, supporting him. Fingers stroked him through it, tracing his cock and smearing come over his hips.
He fell down onto the man underneath him with a thump and Harry snorted out a breath, his arms wrapping around him. A hand curled around his neck and squeezed lightly, making his blood thrum.
"This isn't Twilight, you know," Tony grumbled breathlessly, nestling into Harry's arms and bare chest. "'M not young anymore."
"I know that. You're still gorgeous," Harry whispered, his fingers smoothing circles onto his back. "It's really too bad Gibbs never-"
Tony patted Harry's shoulder, or at least the patch of skin that he could reach. "Not Gibbs' fault."
"You've been in love with him for so long though. You'd think the man would notice."
Tony sighed and burrowed deeper into Harry's arms, letting his eyes close. "Problem for past me. Present me wants to go to sleep."
"Then sleep," Harry murmured, affection clear in his voice. "Your lungs shouldn't hurt in the morning either."
"Please, you don't have a magic cock."
"Who says I don't?"
Tony groaned and picked up his head briefly to glare at Harry. Harry grinned down at him, threading his fingers over Tony's scalp and through his hair. He arched up into the fingers with what little energy he had, sighing in pleasure.
"Sleep, Tony. I've got you."
"You know who has a magic cock? Probably the elves in-"
"Tony."
"Just because you're a wizard…"
The press of warm lips to his forehead made him pause.
"Let go, darling. It's just me. No need to hide yourself."
Tony sleepily lowered himself back down and closed his eyes, feeling a blanket slide up his back. "Good night, Harry."
"Good night, Tony."
