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"Never heard you say you can't handle something." Fornell shook his head. "All the crap we deal with on a daily basis, terrorists, arms dealers, smugglers, every slimy thing there is. We see more death and loss than any person should...and love is what you can't handle?"
"The job, it's cut and dry. Find the bad guys, stop them, put them in jail or whatever." Gibbs rubbed his hand over his mouth. "Love's never cut and dry...it's like madness or addiction."
"Which, for the almighty Gibbs, means you don't have control over it." Fornell knew Gibbs speak as people called it. Gibbs didn't like when emotions overrode his normal self control.
"All this time, how I kept how I felt about Tony in this neat little box in my head, believing that's where it would always stay, neatly locked away." Gibbs stared down into the amber liquid. "But after last night..."
"It's not so neat and tidy anymore."
"No, it's not." Gibbs took a sip of his drink. "It's complete madness now."
"Jethro, you could use some insanity."
Fornell was probably right, but Gibbs hated wanting, needing something or someone this much. "I can't stop thinking about him...and I can't get enough of him."
Shaking his head, Fornell snickered. "I'm still not seeing the problem."
"Questions." Gibbs said the one word as if that explained everything.
"Ahh." Fornell took a swig of his drink. "You're upset that you gave into the whole carnal desire, before you figured out exactly what is going on."
"Why all of a sudden?" That was probably one of Gibbs biggest questions. "Why come on to me out of the blue? And why talk to every man that's had a crush on him at NCIS? Then he leaves the other night with Dorneget. "
Fornell's brow furrowed, he hadn't heard about all that.
"Something led up to this." And Gibbs wanted to know exactly what it was.
"Why look a gift horse in the mouth? You have what you've wanted for years, go with it."
"Right." It should be that easy, but then Gibbs always questioned when something was handed up to him on a silver platter.
"The sex must be great if you're this worked up." Fornell grinned, the alcohol finally having reached his brain.
"Oh yeah." Gibbs smirked.
"So spill, it's my birthday, let me live vicariously." Fornell chuckled.
Gibbs laughed and shook his head. "Well he dragged me onto the dining room table this morning."
Fornell's eyes widened. "I eat at that table!"
"Do you wanna hear about this or not?" Gibbs balked.
"Yes." Fornell held up his hands. "I'm just saying, I don't think I'll be able to eat at that table again."
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He didn't have a key, but then he didn't need one. He pulled the lock picking kit from his inside pocket, picked the front door lock and stepped inside. The living room was pitch black except for the slivers of light seeping in from around the edges of the curtains. It didn't matter, he knew the layout and had been here enough to navigate in the darkness. Silently making his way to the bedroom door, he paused in the doorway. The moonlight from the open shade fell in long streaks across the man in the bed. The sheet was draped over the man's stomach and groin, the rest of his body bare.
Stepping towards the side of the bed, he stared down at the man. He felt the warmth spread throughout his body and he shook his head. How could someone have such an effect on him, by simple being near?
"What are you doing here?"
"I needed to see you."
Rising up on his elbows, Tony stared up at Gibbs in the darkness. "Just see me?"
"No." Gibbs dropped down on the edge of the bed and sighed. "I need you."
Pushing the sheet the rest of the way off his body, Tony heard Gibbs' sharp intake of breath.
"So gorgeous." Gibbs whispered. The rays of moonlight streamed across Tony's naked body.
Reaching up, Tony slowly unbuttoned Gibbs' shirt, once open his hands caressed up Gibbs' chest and across the broad shoulders then pushed the shirt down Gibbs' arms. He slipped his hand around Gibbs' neck and drew the man down to him, letting their lips touch briefly. That simple kiss ignited the spark and Tony's hands tugged at the belt on Gibbs' slacks.
Touching Tony's hand's, Gibbs pushed them away and stood up kicking off his shoes and removing his pants and boxers. Climbing back onto the bed and onto Tony's body, his lips captured the younger man's as his body pressed down against Tony's. Gibbs was drowning in the scent of Tony, everything around them smelled of the younger man, the room, the sheets, the body under him. It was the scent that he loved more than anything and now it was the scent that he hoped he would never be without.
Gibbs' lips left Tony's, kissing a path down the younger man's chin to his neck. Inhaling deeply, he took in that scent, then tasted it with his lips. He wanted to touch and taste every inch of Tony and find every place on the man's body that the scent was hidden. Not only that, he wanted to know every sensitive piece of Tony's flesh, those places that would make the younger man whimper and moan. The places he had dreamed of exploring, but had never been given the opportunity. Now, given free rein, he would travel Tony's body, map every minute piece of it, and memorize every reaction.
When he made love to Tony at the house, it was about the fire, the unquenchable need Gibbs had for the man that he had been denied to long. This was completely different. All the questions and concerns from earlier faded away, this was about one thing and one thing only...staking his claim on the man he loved, even if he wasn't sure that's what Tony wanted. Pressing his lips against the side of Tony's neck, he heard and felt the purr within Tony's throat, then his teeth sank into the flesh and the purr turned to a hiss then a moan.
Tony's eyes fluttered closed as Gibbs' lips and hands traversed his body piece by piece. Lips on his chest, his nipples, hands clawing at his ribcage, grazing across his stomach. Then Gibbs' body drifted further down, lips now on his stomach, hands caressing down his thighs. Tony's body trembled as he clutched at the bed sheet. Moving even further down, Gibbs' body settled between Tony's legs, then warm lips brushed kisses on the inside of his thighs completely ignoring his leaking cock. Another loud hiss of pleasure ripped from Tony's lips as Gibbs' teeth nibbled at the inside of his thigh then bit down.
Gibbs' ascended back up Tony's body, this time kissing a path up the younger man's ribcage and causing the body under him to wiggle and squirm. His fingers danced their way up Tony's stomach and chest, stopping at a nipple and rubbing the already hard nub.
Tony's body arched into the touch, until the hand on his chest gently pressed him down. Gibbs' mouth reached his neck again, licking and kissing the bite mark from earlier.
Drawing back, Gibbs looked down at Tony as he finally let his fingers touch the prize, skimming up the underside of Tony's hard cock.
Tony's eyes shot open and locked on Gibbs'. The older man's eyes were black with desire, only a halo of blue visible. He moaned as Gibbs ran a finger over the head of his cock.
Bringing the finger to his lips, Gibbs was about to taste Tony's essence when the younger man grabbed his wrist and greedily sucked the digit between his own lips. Swallowing the growl, Gibbs knew exactly what Tony was saying. If he wanted a taste, he would have to go to the source, and that's exactly what he wanted.
Letting the finger fall from his lips, Tony watched as Gibbs slipped down his body and settled between his open legs. He groaned when Gibbs' tongue licked up the underside of his cock, stopping just before reaching the top and licking back down.
Gibbs wanted to keep Tony on the edge, drive the younger man to the brink then bring him back before letting him descend into the release. His hand gently massaged Tony's balls, hearing the sharp intake of air as Tony spread his legs wider. Wrapping his other hand around the base of Tony's cock, Gibbs' tongue licked around the head, eagerly tasting the precum pooled there.
Tony thrust his hips up, encouraging Gibbs to take more and his body shuddered when Gibbs' lips engulfed the head of his cock. Slow, painfully slow, Gibbs swallowed every inch of his cock until reaching the base. His head fell back, mouth open, his cock twitching with need buried in the warmth of Gibbs' mouth and throat.
Drawing back, Gibbs reached the head of Tony's cock then slowly took the length back in. Over and over he continued the torturous pace, lost in the sensation of not only Tony's, but his own growing need.
Desperate for more, Tony couldn't bring himself to speak and break the sexually charged silence between them. Instead, he whimpered, a plea for Gibbs to make him come... let him come.
Gibbs willingly gave in to Tony's plea, devouring the younger man's cock with an insatiable hunger. He felt Tony's balls start to tighten in his hand, felt the cock in his mouth twitch uncontrollable and knew Tony was close.
Tearing his right hand from the bed sheet, Tony clutched at the back of Gibbs' head. He screamed some incoherent sound as the multitude of colors exploded behind his eyes and his mind and body shattered into a million pieces.