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Rolling onto his back, he smiled as the memory of last night flashed through his waking mind, his cock instantly hardening. Turning his head, he opened his eyes, but the bed next to him was empty. Sitting up, he glanced down on the floor beside him, Gibbs' shirt was still there. He flopped back down onto the bed and ran his hands down his face taking a deep breath. Slowly, his body calmed, including his cock. Dragging himself out of the bed, Tony grabbed a pair of sweats from the dresser and pulled them on.

Walking out into the living room, Tony saw Gibbs wearing his slacks, leaning against the kitchen counter sipping a cup of coffee.

"Morning." Gibbs said, putting his coffee down as Tony made his way towards him. The younger man's arms circled his waist and gave him a quick kiss.

"Sleep okay?"

"Yeah." Gibbs nodded, folding Tony into his arms.

"I'm glad you came last night."

Gibbs eyebrow went up and he smirked.

Tony laughed and smacked Gibbs' ass. "Came here, to the apartment."

"Ah, right." Gibbs chuckled.

"Although-" Tony kissed his way up Gibbs' neck to his ear. "I'm really glad you came... I love the way you taste."

Involuntarily, Gibbs' eyes closed, his hands sliding down cupping Tony's ass, and jerking the younger man hard against him.

"Take me back to bed." Tony whispered seductively in Gibbs' ear.

Sliding his hands up Tony's back, Gibbs cleared his throat. "Coffee first."

Pulling back, Tony looked at Gibbs, brow furrowed. "Coffee?"

Gibbs nodded.

"Okay." Tony stepped out of Gibbs embrace. "I could use some coffee too." Grabbing a cup, Tony poured his coffee then refilled Gibbs'. Adding some sugar and milk, he walked into the living room and sat down at the far end of the couch and pulled a leg up under his body. Then he took a sip of coffee and waited.

A few moments later, Gibbs dropped down onto the other end of the couch.

"Ask me the question or tell me whatever it is you need to say." Tony put his arm up on the back of the couch and his head in his hand. "Something's bugging you, has been since this started. So what is it?"

Gibbs took a long sip of his coffee.

"You said you wanted to talk today, so let's talk."

Rubbing the back of his neck and not looking at Tony, Gibbs finally asked the question. "Why me, why now?"

A puzzled look washed over Tony's face.

Looking over at the younger man, Gibbs explained. "You said you never thought I could have feelings for you, let alone love you. The thought never crossed your mind. So why did you suddenly just decide to come on to me?"

Tony swallowed the lump in his throat and shrugged. "I thought it was worth a try."

"No." Gibbs shook his head. "You wouldn't risk our friendship on a hunch. And you already knew I was in love with you. How?"

"You're not gonna like the answer." Tony's voice cracked as he spoke. "And it will completely surprise you."

"Well, only one person knew how I felt about you and I know he didn't tell you." Gibbs paused. "So unless you bugged my basement, I'm probably going to be surprised by any answer."

The next few sentences came out in one quick string of words "I lost a bet to Abby and the wager was I had to go see her psychic, Marie. Marie told me someone at work was in love with me and I figured out it was you."

It took a moment for the rant to make sense, but when it did, Gibbs rubbed his brow. "You came on to me because a psychic told you someone at work was in love with you?"

"Yeah."

"That's why you were talking to all the men at NCIS that had ever had an interest in you?"

Tony nodded.

"That still doesn't explain, why you thought it was me."

Letting out a sigh, Tony shook his head. "Marie didn't know who it was, but she gave me a clue, sort of."

"So a psychic couldn't tell you who, but she could give you a clue." Gibbs rolled his eyes and snickered. "What the hell was the clue?"

"Foible." Tony chewed at his bottom lip.

"Foible." Gibbs sighed. "That's why you and Abby reacted the way you did when I used that word?"

"It is kinda an odd word choice, I mean I've never heard you use that word before."

"Someone at work is in love with you, the word foible, and that's how you decided I was the one?" If it wasn't for the fact Abby was involved, Gibbs would have thought Tony was making it all up.

"You have to admit, it's kinda hinky."

"You believe in psychics now?" Gibbs asked.

"No... not necessarily, but 'foible' come on!" Tony paused. "What are the odds?"

"And you never thought maybe Abby was in on all this?"

"Of course I did!" Tony snapped. "But you just said she didn't know how you feel about me and she was as shocked as I was when you were the one to use the word foible."

"What if it isn't me?" Shifting, Gibbs mirrored Tony's position. "What if someone else uses the word foible next week, or in a month, then what? Are you going to think they're the one?"

"Gibbs." The name was laced with annoyance.

"There might be someone else at NCIS in love with you, a woman maybe."

"Marie said it was a man." The words dripped from Tony's lips before he could stop them.

"Right, Marie said." Gibbs stood up, pacing by the end of the couch. A psychic, all this because of some psychic.

Tony blew out a long breath. "Is it that terrible to think that maybe she pushed me in the right direction?"

"No." Gibbs shook his head. "I just wanna make sure, that the direction you were pushed, is the direction you really would have wanted."

"So it's not the psychic part you have a problem with, it's whether or not this is what I would have wanted?"

"I have a problem with the psychic part too." Gibbs let out a long slow breath, continuing to pace.

"Gibbs, this isn't just about what some psychic told me." Tony had hoped the whole psychic thing might not come up, that Gibbs would just accept the change in their relationship without question. Like Gibbs would ever just accept something at face value.

"Are you sure?" Gibbs asked stopping at the end of the couch.

"Yes!" Tony snapped. Realizing getting annoyed wasn't going to help, he took a deep breath. "I was honest with you the other night."

Gibbs remembered the conversation by the garage all too well. "You had fantasies about me, sexual fantasies, but not feelings."

"That's not exactly what I said."

"Yeah, it is." Gibbs voice was almost a growl.

"I said I care about you and want you." Tony groaned. "I thought you understood that?"

"I do. But I'm not okay with this happening because a psychic told you I was in love with you." Gibbs balked. "Oh wait, she didn't tell you I was in love with you, but someone using the word foible was."

"You know what." Tony stood up, his tone now full of sarcasm and annoyance. "You're right, let's just throw all this away because it was a psychic who gave me the information! I mean I let anyone fuck me based on what a psychic says. Next week it will probably be one of the other guys at NCIS. Maybe Rick or Daniel or even Dorneget. To hell with the word foible, I'll just fuck 'em all just to make sure."

Gibbs' jaw clenched.

Tony shook his head when he received no response. "Wow, you really are an ass and a bastard!" His voice was full of venom. "I thought you knew me better than that! This might have started because of some psychic clues, but when we were together, I was there because I wanted to be. If I didn't want you, it wouldn't have mattered what anyone said, I would have walked away."

Again silence.

Stepping up to Gibbs, Tony stabbed a finger into Gibbs' chest. "If I had known, for one second, that you were interested in men, without even knowing you were interested in me." Tony yelled. "I would have done everything and anything to have you. And the whole damn Navy could use the word foible and it wouldn't change how I feel about you."

Grabbing the wrist of Tony's hand at his chest, Gibbs shoved the younger man against the wall separating the living room from the kitchen. Steely blue eyes stared into green as Gibbs held Tony's wrist against the wall above his head.

The air rushed from Tony's lungs as his back made contact with the wall. He gulped in a breath. "Why did you even come here last night if you had all these questions, doubts?"

"I wanted you."

Tony shook his head. "No, there's more to it than that. Tell me!"

Gibbs wanted Tony to accept the simple answer, didn't want to have to explain the truth, the madness that now consumed him. But he knew Tony wouldn't let it go. He'd taught Tony to never settle for less than the truth and Tony wouldn't stop until he had the whole truth.

Setting his jaw, knowing the only way to get the full truth was to push, Tony growl. "Tell me or get the hell out."

Gibbs' eyes narrowed into an intense stare, knowing full well Tony meant what he'd said.

Tony's free hand grabbed a belt loop on Gibbs' pants and tugged the older man forward. "I wanna know exactly what you're feeling."

"I love you and everything is spinning out of control." Gibbs' voice was agitated and full of tension. "You weren't supposed to want this, want me, ever. I had my feelings for you wrapped up nice and neat, buried, deep, so it would never get out... and now, now that I have you-" He shook his head. "It's like some addiction that's consumed every part of me, it won't let go, and it's driving me insane. I'm sinking and the only solid ground is you." He released Tony's wrist, his hand falling flat against the wall by Tony's head, the other balled into a fist at his side.

Tony sighed breathlessly as his hand touched the older man's cheek. "Gibbs."

Gibbs hissed. "I hate that I can't control myself, that I let the need take over before I was absolutely sure what was behind this." He clenched his jaw again. "Because I cannot and will not let you go now that you're mine." Unclenching his fist, his arm circled around Tony's waist and he crushed their bodies together as his lips pressed against Tony's ear. "Are you mine?"

"Yes!" Tony whimpered.

"Are you sure?" Gibbs asked again as he kissed the spot below Tony's earlobe.

"God yes!" There was no doubt in Tony's mind, he was Gibbs' and, as long as Gibbs wanted him, always would be.

"Then I want you, all of you." Gibbs shoved Tony's sweats down. "Without any barriers between us."

Tony nodded as the sweats pooled at his feet and he kicked them away.

Gibbs spun Tony around, slamming his chest into the wall. He quickly undid his pants and pushed them down over his hips, letting his hard cock spring free. Pressing his body against Tony's, he put two fingers in his mouth moistening them heavily, then drew his hips back slightly and unceremoniously plunged the two fingers into Tony's tight ass.

Letting out a groan, Tony clawed at the wall and thrust back against the intrusion, as Gibbs worked the fingers in and out.

Yanking his fingers out, it took only a second for Gibbs to grab his cock and slam into Tony.

Dropping his forehead against the wall, Tony clenched his jaw as Gibbs cock filled him, causing his body to tremble and his muscles to tense.

Gibbs' hands circled around Tony's waist pulling their bodies into a deeper embrace. "Tony." He growled as the snug warmth squeezed his cock and he willed himself not to come. His hand drifted down and enveloped Tony's cock, stroking slowly over the shaft.

"Please, take me." Tony cried as he lunged into Gibbs' hand.

Unable and unwilling to hold back any longer, Gibbs hammered into Tony, creating some insane rhythm between his own cock and his hand around Tony's, and everything, but the two of them faded away.

Tony panted for air as his lungs desperately tried to keep up with his erratic breathing. His heart thumped against his sternum, frantically trying to pump blood throughout his overheated body. His body surrendered as Gibbs' cock hit his prostate over and over again and there was absolutely nothing he could do to stop it. He screamed Gibbs' name, then screamed it again as the tremors continued to surge through his body. His knees buckled and the arm around him tightened, keeping him from crumbling to the floor.

Pressing their joined bodies harder against the wall, Gibbs took Tony with all his strength as his own release grew and grew. It was so close, but everything inside him wanted to hold on, take what was now his, to make it last for as long as he could.

"Give it to me!" Tony begged as he regained some sense of himself. "I wanna feel you come inside me."

The words wormed their way into Gibbs' mind and throughout his body. He wanted nothing more than to give Tony exactly what he wanted. Lunging deep into the younger man, he came hard, fast and with more emotion than he ever had experienced. He opened his mouth in a silent scream as the world crashed in around him.

Opening his eyes, he stared up at the white ceiling of Tony's bedroom. He ran his hands down his face as he tried to remember how they ended up in bed. He smiled as the vision of them making love darted across his mind, but everything after that was a blur. Not that it really mattered. Gibbs glanced over at the body sprawled out flat on the belly next to him. All that matter was that Tony was his and nothing was going to change that. Sliding over, his lips descended to Tony's back, kissing down his spine as his hand rubbed Tony's left butt cheek. He smirked when he heard Tony purr and felt him arch into his kisses. Removing his touch, Gibbs rolled onto his side by Tony.

A moment later, Tony turned onto his back and smiled up into the steely blue eyes. "Why'd you stop?"

"So you'd roll over." Gibbs smirked as his eyes leered down Tony's naked body, pausing for a moment on Tony's cock before skimming back up.

Running his fingers up Gibbs' chest, Tony wiggled his eyebrows. "You are insatiable aren't you?"

"Yeah." Gibbs sighed, dipping down and capturing Tony's lips in an all too brief kiss. As he was about to pull back, Tony's hand latched onto the side of his neck and dragged him back down, devouring him with a renewed hunger. And he gave in, knowing he would always give in, no matter what Tony asked for.

When they finally parted, Tony licked his lips. "Never wanted to kiss someone as much as I want to kiss you."

"Good." Gibbs smirked.

"Question?" Tony smiled up at Gibbs.

Gibbs groaned. "Haven't I talked enough these last few days?"

"It's not a hard or deep question."

"Okay."

"Are you going to be Mister Jealous and Possessive now anytime I spend time with male friends?"

"No." Gibbs rolled his eyes.

Tony shrugged. "I have a lot of good looking frat brothers."

Gibbs' eyebrow went up. "Really?"

"HEY!" Tony punched Gibbs' gut playfully. "And what about Dorneget? We are friends you know." He pushed Gibbs down on the bed, draping his body over Gibbs'. "And he does have a crazy crush on me."

Gibbs glared up at Tony. "I don't have a problem with Dorneget." He paused, his hand caressing up Tony's chest. "As long as he knows his place."

"His place?" Tony snickered. "And what is his place?"

"Your friend, nothing more." Gibbs' hand slipped behind Tony's neck.

Tony could hear the tightness in Gibbs' jaw as he spoke the words. "I've made that pretty clear to him, but then you never know."

Gibbs jerked Tony down slightly. "I'd be glad to have a talk with him."

A wide smile played across Tony's face. "Think it would be better if I talk to him... if you give him that glare he'd probably shit himself."

"Whatever works." Gibbs let that half smirk curl at the corner of his lips.

"And what about you?" Tony asked. "Anyone I need to make sure knows exactly who you belong to?"

Gibbs' brow furrowed.

"This doesn't go one way." Tony captured Gibbs' lips in a show of ownership. "You're mine now and don't you forget it."

Slowly, Gibbs nodded.

Cocking his head, Tony stared down at the older man. "Doubting me?"

"No."

"But surprised-" Tony paused. "That I'm staking my own claim on you?"

Truth was it wasn't surprise as much as curiosity. He knew how much he sucked at the important parts of a relationship, talking and sharing his emotions, and he always had doubts, like anyone, but Tony's fear of relationships was for completely different reasons. And as much as he thought his outburst last night might have squelched some of those fears, he wasn't sure it worked. "There is no one you need to worry about, ever."

Swallowing the emotional mix of fear and love that lodged itself in his throat, Tony nodded. "I know." No one could ever question Gibbs' loyalty... to his team, friends, family, and now Tony was experiencing that loyalty as a lover. He smiled a nervous frightened smile. "I know how hard it is for you to talk about your feelings and what it took for you to say everything you said last night."

"I needed to say it." Gibbs blew out a deep breath. For him to keep the last bit of sanity he had, it had to be said. "But it shouldn't have to take both of us getting angry for me to say what I need to say... and I'm gonna work on that."

Tony sighed, his gaze falling to Gibbs' chest. "And I can't let fear keep me from saying things I need to say."

Placing a finger under Tony's chin, Gibbs pulled the gaze of the green eyes back to his. "You can say anything to me, even if it's something you think I don't want to hear."

"Okay." Giving a quick nod, Tony suddenly climbed on Gibbs' prone body, straddling Gibbs' hips. His hands glided up Gibbs' arms, pushing them above Gibbs' head and holding them there as he stared down into the questioning blue eyes. Taking a deep breath, Tony let the words flow without fear. "When you admitted you loved me that night, and last night. I was-" Tony shook his head. "Elated, scared, and completely confused. Elated that a man like you could love me that much, scared that it was real and honest love, and confused because I never thought I would find or deserved that kinda love."

Desperately wanting to touch Tony in some way, Gibbs forced himself not to pull free from Tony's grasp.

"I loved flirting with you, chasing you, and as much as I thought I was prepared for your reaction, I was wrong." Tony flashed to that first night. "I wasn't prepared for how intense your love is or what it would do to me."

Again, Gibbs forced himself to stay still.

"I prayed you would show up last night, begged any deity that would listen that you wouldn't be able to stay away, that you would need me as much as I needed you." Tony moistened his dry lips. "I knew something was bothering you and I thought it would keep you away."

"Nothing could have kept me away." Gibbs whispered breathlessly. "Nothing."

"When you showed up, I knew I couldn't let my fears hold me back." Tony sighed. "So I pushed you again to make sure."

"To make sure of what?" Gibbs searched Tony's eyes. "That I love you as much as I claimed?"

Tony shook his head.

It took only a second for Gibbs to realize what Tony was trying to make sure of, anyone who knew Tony knew the fears the younger man had. Fears that had been instilled in childhood and carried through to his adulthood. Gibbs moved his hands under Tony's grasp, but instead of pulling away he entwined their fingers, leaving their joined hands above his head. "No disagreement, argument or knock down drag out fight would make me leave, no matter how hard you push me." He squeezed their joined hands. "I'm not that easy to get rid of."

Why did it actually bother Tony that Gibbs understood exactly what was behind his fear? Easy, because it meant Gibbs knew all about his insecurities and vulnerabilities, yet Gibbs was still this mystery to him. Even now, being as close as they were physically and emotionally, the man was still a puzzle he couldn't quite solve. Maybe he wasn't meant to solve the puzzle that was Leroy Jethro Gibbs, but to realize he was a piece of that puzzle, one that Gibbs wanted and needed there.

"I love you." The words were spoken with power and conviction as Tony gazed into the steely blue eyes. He dipped down as if to kiss Gibbs, then paused their lips almost touching. "Are you mine?"

"Yes." Gibbs growled as they both tightened their entwined hands. Gibbs to keep their hands joined, Tony to prevent Gibbs from breaking free.

Crushing their lips together, Tony didn't ask if Gibbs was sure, he already knew.