Chapter Five

Gibbs opened the door and turned, motioning Tony into the room. His eyes tracked DiNozzo as the man strode inside and turned around, standing tall and giving Gibbs an expectant look. Gibbs wasn't inclined to break the mood by speaking yet. He just watched Tony for a couple of minutes, studying every nuance of his expression and body language and memorizing each feature.

Gibbs knew their lust was ready to spiral out of control soon and he needed to ease in, to really focus on it all. As Tony shifted his weight, Gibbs quirked an eyebrow, his gaze steady and solid on DiNozzo's. Gibbs didn't know how to voice it, but he really liked what he was seeing in the other man—the confidence rather than arrogance and Tony's overall presence and the way he'd taken the situation—and more—well in hand.

Tony's discomfort at the scrutiny was starting to become apparent, but he didn't dare break the mood by talking and Gibbs didn't back down.

Gibbs took a step forward and Tony gave him a little smile, hand rubbing over the back of his neck in what Gibbs knew was one of his "I'm uncomfortable" gestures. When the hand went to Tony's head, Gibbs took two more steps closer, so that they were almost chest to chest.

"Relax, Tony."

Tony gave Gibbs a rueful smile. "Sorry, Boss. It's just…" He gestured and sighed. "You're Gibbs, and…"

"Don't," Gibbs said softly.

Tony blinked a few times, lowering his hand. It was clear Tony didn't know quite what order he was obeying, but he stopped immediately.

"I'm not that mythical figure you think I am."

Tony snorted at that. "Right. You're Gibbs. And you can kiss…and…"

"And?" Gibbs asked, knowing that a smile was starting to emerge.

"And I've been dreaming about you fucking me forever, Boss. For a while there, I was stowing lube and condoms in my pack, just in case we got stuck alone overnight and you were drunk enough to make a move. But even though we shared a room, you never did."

Gibbs hadn't, though he'd come close. But that thought and the brief regret filtered out and Gibbs focused on the two words Tony had mentioned that could put a cramp in things. Lube…and condoms. He had neither. He wouldn't reveal that to DiNozzo yet, would see how things progressed. They might not even get to penetration level.

Gibbs was aware that he was over thinking things and that he needed to relax and stop forcing it. "Gonna shower, Tony…" He trailed off, looking Tony up and down. "You wanna join me, you're welcome to. If not…" Gibbs motioned to the bed. "Get comfortable."

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"I'm showering. You joining me?"

Tony stood, shaking his head, his fingertip running over his lower lip. "Too much temptation," Tony replied, looking Gibbs up and down. Outside of one sock, Gibbs was completely naked now. He had no idea how the other sock had gotten from his foot to behind the trash can, where it peeped out, but there was a hell of a lot about today that was a mystery to him.

"Okay," Gibbs agreed. He completely understood where Tony was coming from. "Get in there and think about what you want to happen. No playing, though. When I get out, the fun begins.

"You think it hasn't already?"