Title: Different sides of people. SLASH Gibbs/Tony
Summary: Gibbs goes to a familiar club to relax, never expecting to see anyone he knows there. What happens when he sees someone he knows and wants?
Wanted to write a story where Gibbs is the one doing the pursuing and Tony is new to everything.
Feedback: is always welcome and appreciated. Thank you so much for all the reviews so far, glad everyone is enjoying it.
Thanks so much to Alisa123 for editing.Editor/Beta's Notes: "I apologize if I've missed any mistakes, I am human...I do my best to catch ALL mistakes, but some can slip through. Thanks, Alisa" **
"You made it."
Gibbs looked up at Tony standing beside the booth.
"Yeah." Gibbs forced a smile.
"Did you want to be alone." Tony said, as if he were ready to walk away knowing Gibbs smile was fake.
"No." Gibbs shook his head. "Have a seat."
Tony slid into the booth looking across the table at Gibbs.
"Your regular?" The waiter asked as he approached.
"No. Just a beer."
"Okay." The man turned to Tony. "Can I get you another?"
"Sure." Tony nodded.
There was a long silence.
"No Bourbon tonight?" Tony asked.
"Had enough last night."
"Hang over." Tony smirked.
"No, but I was up most of the night." Gibbs explained, as if the Bourbon was the reason he had been up all night.
"Yeah, I couldn't sleep either." Tony chuckled. "Although sharing a room with Jameson was part of the reason."
"That bad?" Gibbs smirked.
"He's a gay man who likes his music and pay per view porn." It came out of Tony's mouth before he realized what he was saying.
"Really." Gibbs raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah." Tony shook his head and laughed. "That was probably a little too much information about my night."
Gibbs chuckled.
"I fell asleep during the porn at some point." Tony grinned.
"Then evidently they weren't doing something right." Gibbs voice was serious. "If they were you wouldn't have fallen asleep, believe me."
Tony looked at Gibbs and swallowed hard. "Maybe."
The waiter came back and sat their drinks down. Gibbs grabbed some cash out of his pocket and handed it to the man telling him to keep the change.
"Thanks." Tony smiled.
"Aren't your frat buddies going to wonder what's keeping you from the party?" Gibbs asked before taking a swig from his beer.
Tony looked over at the table and grinned. "No. They're happy as long as the booze is flowing."
"Even without the women?"
"As long as they have at least one or the other."
"And they don't mind that you're here with me instead of with them?"
"Why so worried about what my buddies think?"
"Not worried, just figured they came here to spend time with you." Gibbs said.
"Trying to get rid of me already?" Tony looked confused.
"No." Gibbs shook his head. "I just didn't want to interfere with your weekend."
"You're not. Am I interfering with yours?" Tony asked.
"Definitely not." Gibbs smiled. This was actually exactly what he wanted.
"Because I do realize, there are a number of men just praying for me to leave so they can come over here."
Gibbs chuckled. "Is that so?"
"Yeah." Tony smirked. "The vultures are circling already."
"Right." Gibbs smirked.
"It's true." Tony paused. "You're looking good all GQ very un-Gibbs of you.
Gibbs looked at Tony. "Well I can clean up well when I want to. But some of those men are probably looking at you. You look good."
"Thanks." Tony smiled. "I do try."
"I know." Gibbs chuckled. Tony always looked good he had a clothing obsession.
"Thing about you is you don't try and you still look good."
"Two compliments in a matter of minutes." Gibbs smirked. "You're going to give me a big head."
"I thought you already had a big head?" Tony smirked.
Gibbs raised his eyebrow at the double meaning.
Tony opened his mouth to say something and stopped, realizing what he had said.
"I knew what you meant." Gibbs smiled.
Tony laughed. "I've never seen this side of you before."
"Yeah."
"I can only imagine all the other side's you have." Tony smiled.
"I have a few." Gibbs grinned. "Some reserved for specific people."
"Specific people?" Tony questioned.
"Everyone does that. We have sides we show to co-workers, friends, family." Gibbs paused. "Lovers."
"Ah yes. You never truly know someone until you've had sex." Tony grinned.
Gibbs shook his head.
"What?" Tony furrowed his brow.
"Nothing."
"No its something. What is it?"
Gibbs leaned forward putting his arms on the table. "Lover doesn't mean sex."
"What does it mean?"
"It means the person you're in love with, doesn't mean you have to have had sex." Gibbs paused seeing the intense look on Tony's face. "Just a kiss can make you my lover."
Tony stare at Gibbs surprised and moved by the explanation
Gibbs leaned back. "A lover is simply a person who is romantically in love with another person."
"Who knew you were such a romantic."
"Another side you haven't seen." Gibbs sighed, trying to remind himself who he was talking.
Tony nodded and looked away.
"You seem nervous now." Gibbs said thinking his statements had made Tony uncomfortable.
"No." Tony smiled.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah." Tony nodded. "It's all just a little."
"To much?" Gibbs said knowing he shouldn't have said it, shouldn't have let his feeling influence the conversation. Tony wasn't some guy he was trying to pick up. Well...
"Unusual." Tony chuckled. "You're different here."
"Yeah." Gibbs took a long swig of his beer. Stop pushing stop hoping Gibbs told himself.
"I like it." Tony grinned.
God don't smile like that. Gibbs thought to himself.
"Well, never expected to be put in this situation." Gibbs smirked.
"What situation is that?" Tony smiled.
"You." Gibbs wanted to say so much more, but kept it to himself. "Seeing me here."
"Right." Tony nodded. "I'm still a little, um ...taken back by that."
Gibbs nodded, it was understandable.
"So you prefer men?" Stupid Tony thought as soon as he asked it.
Gibbs raised an eyebrow at Tony.
"Sor- None of my business. Didn't mean to-"
"Does it matter?" Gibbs asked.
"No. Just trying to understand." Tony paused. "You, the situation."
"And why I come here when I don't dance with anyone or leave with anybody." Gibbs said.
Tony's brow furrowed. "How did you-"
"I know how bartenders talk." Gibbs smirked. "Especially Ron.
Tony chuckled. "Yeah."
"It's just-" Gibbs sighed. "Not really looking for anyone."
"Then why come?" Tony asked puzzled
"It's separate, gets me away from everything, every one."
"Trying to get away from someone?" Tony grinned. "I get it."
Gibbs stared at Tony a moment but didn't answer.
"I need to um hit the head." Tony said nervously as he stood up. He tried to walk as calmly as possible, Tony made his way to the back of the club towards the bathroom. Stepping inside, Tony went to the sink and splashed cold water over his face.
"What the hell." He said to his reflection in the mirror. Running his hands through his hair Tony sighed.
Tony grabbed a paper towel dried his face and walked back out into the club. Making his way back over to the booth he paused. The man from last night, Shawn, Tony thought the bartender had said, was standing there talking to Gibbs. Tony watched as Gibbs removed the notebook from his pocket wrote something down and handed it to Shawn.
"Sorry to interrupted." Tony said as he approached the booth. "I just wanted to let you know. I was heading out."
"You're leaving?" Gibbs looked confused.
"Yeah." Tony forced a smile.
"I need to get back-" Shawn went to leave.
"Please. Don't leave on my account." Tony said smiling at Shawn.
Shawn paused.
"Tony." Gibbs stood up.
"Jameson's ready to leave and he's my ride."
"I can take you back to the hotel if you want to stay." Gibbs offered.
"No." Tony paused. "I should really go."
"Okay."
"Have a good rest of the night." Tony said as he headed towards where Jameson sat.
"Is everything okay?" Shawn looked at Gibbs puzzled.
"I have no idea." Gibbs sighed as he watched Tony talk to Jameson. Then Jameson look back at Gibbs, the other man's eyes telling him more than he expected. "Excuse me."
Gibbs made his way down to where Jameson and Tony stood with their other friends.
"Can I talk to you a minute?" Gibbs said as he approached Tony.
"Yes." Jameson smiled.
Tony glared at him then turned back to Gibbs. "We were just getting ready to leave."
"No you weren't." Gibbs paused. "So I think you can give me a minute."
"Fine." Tony sighed as he followed Gibbs away from the table and off to the side.
"What the hell is the problem?" Gibbs asked sounding more annoyed than he planned to.
"Nothing." Tony folded his arms across his chest.
"I thought you didn't have a problem with this." Gibbs shook his head. "I guess I should have realized-"
"Realized what?" Tony's voice was raised. "You think I'm some kind of bigot now."
"No I think you have a problem with me specifically."
"I don't." Tony sighed and lowered his voice. "I just...I don't want to interfere."
"Interfere with what?" Gibbs looked puzzled.
"You hooking up with someone." Tony paused. "I mean wouldn't you rather spend time with someone that you can get lucky with, instead of spending time with me?"
Gibbs chuckled and shook his head. "Um I'm not sure how to answer that."
"It's okay, I get it. I'd do the same." Tony shrugged.
"Guess that's where we differ." Gibbs smiled. "I came here tonight to spend time with you."
Jesus what the hell did you say that for? Gibbs thought to himself.
Tony stared at Gibbs a moment. "Why? You see me every day."
Gibbs nodded. "Yeah. But this is different. Here we're just two people who know each other, friends, not boss and senior field agent."
A smile played across Tony's face. "Okay."
"Good. And I'm not here to pick somebody up, I thought we went over that already." Gibbs grinned.
"Guess it's just um." Tony shook his head. "Not use to seeing men um."
"Approaching me." Gibbs smirked.
"Yeah." Tony chuckled. "Still processing."
"Well I promise if you're sitting with me, no one will approach me." Gibbs smiled.
"And why's that?" Tony looked puzzled.
Gibbs leaned forward. "Because you'll have my full attention."
"And that will detour the many admires you seem to have?" Tony smirked.
"It will." Gibbs nodded. "I promise."
Tony seemed to be considering.
"So come back and sit down." Gibbs smiled. "Because I know Jameson doesn't really want to leave."
Tony chuckled. "No he doesn't."
"I will be a complete gentleman."
Tony raised an eyebrow. "Now I'm not sure how to take that."
Gibbs leaned forward. "Jameson has been watching us this whole time and he's just hoping I do something inappropriate to you."
Tony glanced back. Jameson looked away ,trying to look as if he hadn't been staring at them.
Tony shook his head and laughed. "Well Jameson is um, misguided but has the best of intentions."
Gibbs nodded. "I see."
"Doesn't help he thinks you're really hot."
Gibbs raised an eyebrow and smirked.
"I remember him saying something about throwing himself at you and begging for a one night stand." Tony grinned.
"Really?" Gibbs glanced over at Jameson.
Tony folded his arms across his chest. "Rethinking that statement you made about not being here to pick somebody up?"
"No." Gibbs shook his head. "I already have his number anyway."
"You do?" Tony's eyes widened. "Interesting."
"Come on." Gibbs nodded towards the booth. "Let's go sit down and get something to drink."
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"Can I get you both another?" The waiter smiled as he walked passed.
Both men nodded.
"Be right back." The waiter nodded.
"Can I ask you something?" Tony looked at Gibbs. "And actually get an answer."
Gibbs nodded.
"Why aren't you looking?"
"Looking?" Gibbs looked confused.
"For someone." Tony paused. "Already involved?"
"No." Gibbs shook his head.
"Then why not try and meet someone?"
Gibbs had to think of a safe way to answer this question. Luckily the bartender returned with the drinks giving him a few more minutes to consider it. He didn't want to lie but he couldn't tell the truth either.
"I have other things to occupy my time right now."
Tony laughed. "That's a safe answer."
He sighed. "Yeah maybe."
"Okay." Tony smiled. "I'll let that one go."
"Ah that implies you have more questions." Gibbs chuckled.
"A few but um I can save them for another time." Tony grinned.
"No it's fine, but I think I should hit the head before we continue with the deep questions." Gibbs said as he left the booth and headed to the back of the bar.
Tony let out a long breath. This really was getting to be one of the weirdest nights he had ever had. He needed a shot. He made his way over to the bar to order up something anything.
Gibbs reemerged and saw Tony was not at the booth. The panic immediately sitting in assuming he had decided to leave. Then he glanced over at the bar and saw Tony trying to ward off the advances of a overly zealous man. Although Tony was trying to prevent it from getting physical, Gibbs could tell Tony's patients with the touchy feely man were growing thin. Gibbs made his way towards the bar.
Tony felt the arm wrap around his waist from behind and jerked his head around, surprised to see Gibbs.
"Hey." Gibbs smiled seductively at Tony.
"Hey." Tony smiled back then look at the man beside him.
Gibbs let his lips momentarily brush against Tony's neck, then looked over at the man.
"Is there a problem here?" Gibbs glared at the other man, as he pulled Tony even tighter against his body obviously staking his claim.
"No, no problem." The man said looking at Gibbs annoyed. "Didn't realize pretty boy was already spoken for."
"He is." Gibbs said calmly as his fingers played across Tony's stomach. "So maybe you should crawl back under your rock."
The man's eye narrowed at Gibbs as they stared at each other
Tony almost laughed, no one could out stare Gibbs.
"Whatever." The man rolled his eyes and finally walked away.
Gibbs watched until he disappeared into the crowd.
"Always has to be one ass in the group?" Gibbs shook his head.
Tony nodded.
"I wanted to avoid you punching him." Gibbs smirked.
"I was close." Tony chuckled nervously. Gibbs was still holding him, his fingers still moving across his stomach.
"Just give it a minute." Gibbs said his lips close to Tony's ear. "I want to make sure he doesn't come back."
Again Tony nodded swallowing the lump in his throat.
"Were you ordering something?" Gibbs asked trying to convince himself the only reason he was still holding Tony, was to keep up the ruse in case the man decided to come back.
"Yeah. I um, was going to order a shot." Tony turned his head and smiled back at Gibbs. "Would you do a shot with me?"
"Sure." As if Gibbs could deny Tony anything when he smiled like that.
The same bartender as the night before approached them with a slight smirk. Maybe he had misjudged the younger man's intentions last night.
"Hey Leroy what can I get you?" He said momentarily glancing at Tony.
"Two of whatever Tony wants."
"Tony." The bartender smiled. "What would you like?"
"Um do you have a house shot?"
"A Turbo. Kinda fruity lots of vodka."
"That's fine." Tony forced a smile.
Gibbs slowly let his arm drift from around Tony.
"Am I safe now?" Tony asked turning his body sideways.
"For the moment." Gibbs smiled. Tony was safe from the other man, but Gibbs wasn't sure Tony was safe from him.
The bartender placed the shots down on the bar.
"Here." Gibbs threw a bill on the bar. "Thanks Ron."
Ron nodded with a smile.
"I was going to get it." Tony said.
Gibbs just ignored the comment.
"Ready." Tony asked picking up one of the drinks and looking at Gibbs.
"Yeah." Gibbs said reaching down and grabbing the glass.
"To different sides of people." Tony toasted.
Gibbs nodded and touched his glass to Tony's. They both downed the shot and put their glasses back on the bar.
"Not bad." Tony shrugged.
"Sure." Gibbs tried to force a smile.
"To fruity for you?" Tony could already see the answer on Gibbs face.
"A little bit."
"I forget you're more the rot gut kinda guy." Tony grinned.
Gibbs chuckled.
"How about a snake bite." Tony smiled. "That is definitely some serious rot gut."
Gibbs lips brushed against Tony's ear. "Are you trying to get me drunk?"
Tony looking at Gibbs nervously. "Um no."
Damn it. Gibbs thought to himself. He was going too far. He was flirting with Tony, even though he knew he shouldn't.
"I was kidding." Gibbs smiled
Tony laughed. "If I wanted you I wouldn't have to ply you with alcohol to get you."
Gibbs nodded. "You're probably right."
Tony's eyebrow went up as he stared at Gibbs. Was Gibbs flirting with him?
"My friends back." Tony sighed,as he leaned against the bar and took Gibbs arm putting it back around his waist.
Gibbs mind suddenly decided flirting wasn't such a bad idea.
"Oh how cute looks like he found a playmate." Tony rolled his eyes at Gibbs.
"I see that." Gibbs nodded as he saw the man now had his arm wrapped around someone. The man quickly glanced in their direction then looked away.
Gibbs leaned forward pressing his body to Tony's as his lips brushed against his ear.
"He thinks maybe, just maybe." Gibbs paused as his other hand came up and caressed Tony's throat. "You're faking it with me or playing hard to get. He can't decide."
"Um Gibbs." Tony said his voice slightly shaky."
"Yes." Gibbs smiled at him keeping up the charade as well as feeding his own hidden desires.
"I don't really care what he thinks anymore." Tony paused trying not to sound uncomfortable even though he was. "Can we just go back to the booth."
Gibbs saw the look in Tony's eyes and immediately let him go and stepped back.
"Sure." Gibbs nodded before turning and heading towards the booth. He slid into the booth and leaned back against the wall pulling up one leg.
Tony slipped into the other side of the booth.
"Didn't mean for you to have to rescue me." Tony smiled.
"Not a problem." Gibbs saw the waiter and nodded in his direction.
"Another beer Leroy?" He asked approaching the table.
"No I think I will have that Bourbon."
"Sure." The waiter turned to Tony. "Another beer."
Tony nodded.
"Back to the Bourbon." Tony looked at Gibbs. "Having to play the jealous boyfriend took its toll on you?"
"No. I know the jealous boyfriend roll very well " Gibbs said holding Tony's gaze.
"You're the jealous type?" Tony asked.
"Here you go." The waiter sat their drinks down.
"I got this." Tony handed the waiter some cash before Gibbs could protest. When the waiter walked away Gibbs took a long swig of the drink.
"I like the phrase protective." Gibbs smirked. "Like I was with you at the bar."
Tony grinned. "That was protective, not jealous."
"Yes." Gibbs smiled. "Jealous would have been breaking the man's arm for touching what's mine."
Tony raised an eyebrow.
"Protective was me touching you to let him know you're mine." Gibbs paused. "That's if we were actually dating."
Tony nodded.
Gibbs smiled to himself, the explanation having said so much yet still keeping Tony unsure about what Gibbs was actually thinking.
"Well if you ever need a rescue. I'll be protective of you." Tony grinned.
"Thanks." Gibbs chuckled. "I'll remember that."
Tony stared at his beer. "I um, didn't mean to be all weirded out back at the bar."
"I'm sure it was weird to you that I had my arms around you." Gibbs paused. "In any context."
"Yeah." Tony forced a smile. "I'm sure it was just as weird for you."
"No." Gibbs shook his head.
Tony tipped his head to one side surprised at Gibbs quick answer.
Gibbs laughed. "Tony your an attractive man. Not really a terrible experience to have to behave like a jealousy boyfriend."
"Attractive such a odd word. It's a compliment but sounds so sterile."
"Sexy, desirable, hot." Gibbs smirked. "Those better?"
Tony's mouth dropped slightly open for a moment then closed. He shook his head. "Yeah those work."
"Okay. Then take your pick. All of them apply." Gibbs took a quick sip. Something inside him had just given in and decided to see what, if any reactions he would get from Tony.
"It's not that you're not attractive." Tony sighed. "It's just-"
"You're straight Tony I know that." Gibbs chuckled. "I've heard the stories of your numerous conquests."
Another nodded.
"I wasn't asking you to come back to my hotel Tony." Gibbs smirked.
"I didn't think you were." Tony glanced at his beer then back up at Gibbs and smiled.
Yet even through the smile, Gibbs could see the slight disappointment in his eyes.
"So why do you look disappointed?" Gibbs asked a serious expression on his face.
"What?" Tony's eyes went wide.
"I just wondered,why there was this slight look of disappointment in your eyes?" Gibbs smirked.
"I wasn't disappointed." Tony sounded more annoyed than he intended.
"My mistake." Gibbs forced himself not to grin.
"Am I interrupting?" Jameson asked as he approached the table.
"No." Gibbs smiled still not taking his eyes off Tony.
"Are you sure?" Jameson grinned.
Gibbs sighed and looked up at Jameson. "I'm sure and you do know the scene at the bar was just to get rid of the guy bothering Tony."
Jameson looked taken aback. "Um okay."
"You wanted to ask." Gibbs smirked. "You've had asked Tony,but I figured I'd end the suspense for you."
"You know Tony told me about your bizarre ability to know what people are thinking." Jameson smiled. "I never believed him."
"Do you believe now?" Gibbs asked.
"I'm not sure." Jameson eyed Gibbs suspiciously. "Try again."
Gibbs laughed and shook his head. "I don't feel comfortable repeating that out loud."
"Is that so?" Jameson grinned.
Gibbs wiggled his finger at Jameson, the man leaned forward. Gibbs whispered in his ear.
Jameson's eyes went wide and he stepped back.
"Believe it now?"
Jameson looked at Tony.
"What?"
"He's good." Jameson nodded.
Tony shook his head. "Did you actually have a reason for coming over here?"
"Yes Mr. Smarty pants. Come dance with us." Jameson smiled "Please. Both of you."
"Not me." Gibbs shook his head. "Tony go you could use a break from me I'm sure."
"Come on." Jameson grabbed Tony's arm.
In a similar experience as last night the music suddenly changed from a strong dance song to a slow melody.
Jameson sighed and released Tony's arm. "After this?"
"Fine." Tony smiled.
Then Jameson turned to Gibbs and smiled. "Will you dance now?"
"Jameson. I'm not-"
"Please!" Jameson was almost pouting. "You danced with Tony last night."
Gibbs sighed. "One dance. And you have to behave."
"Cross my heart." Jameson grinned as he made an x over his heart with his finger.
"Let's go." Gibbs said as he stood up and Jameson grabbed his hand pulling him towards the dance floor.
Tony watched as they stepped onto the dance floor and Gibbs wrapped his arm around Jameson's waist, placing Jameson's other hand on his chest. The same position Gibbs had held Tony last night. Tony sighed. He'd been so uncomfortable at the bar with Gibbs arms around him, but now he sat here wanting nothing more than to be in Jameson's place.
"What the hell is going on?" Tony asked out loud, as he rubbed his hands over his face.
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"So what exactly are you hoping to accomplish with all this flirting you're doing with Tony?" Jameson asked as they swayed to the music.
"Right to the point."
"That's me." Jameson smiled. "So do I get an answer?"
"No."
"Okay." Jameson shrugged. "But for what it's worth I think Tony wants you."
Gibbs nodded.
"And you definitely want him." Jameson smirked.
"Is that so?" Gibbs chuckled.
"The dance last night, at the bar tonight." Jameson sighed. "You held him like you never wanted to let him go."
"You reading my mind now?"
"No." Jameson shook his head. "Doesn't take reading your mind to see that."
Gibbs didn't answer.
"Never fails meet a guy I like and he's after my straight friend."
Gibbs laughed. "That happens to you a lot?"
"More than you think." Jameson chuckled.
"Sorry to hear that."
The music ended and a loud dance beat began again. Gibbs let Jameson go.
"Go grab Tony, I think he could use a dance."
Stepping off the dance floor, Gibbs walked to the bar. Standing there a moment he watched as Jameson, Tony and a few other frat brothers started dancing. Gibbs laughed and shook his head as they acted like fools, gyrating and moving to the music. Tony glanced over and smiled at Gibbs.
He was pushing the envelope with Tony tonight, gauging Tony's reactions, he knew he was taking a huge risk, but for some reason tonight he didn't care. He wanted to know, either way, he would deal with the consequences. Gibbs leaned forward putting his hands on the bar.
"Need anything Leroy?" Ron asked.
"I'm good right now."
"Hi." A smiling man came over and leaned on the bar beside Gibbs. Young, late twenties, blond hair, blue eyes, in no way Gibbs type.
"Hey." Gibbs nodded.
"I see you here now and then, but you always hide in the back booth."
"Kind of a loner." Gibbs said
"Tommy."
"Leroy."
Tommy's fingers danced across Gibbs arm. "Maybe you'd like some company tonight."
"I'm good thanks." Gibbs forced a smile.
"Are you sure." Tommy smiled.
"Yeah."
Tommy pouted.
"Hey." Gibbs heard the word as the arms wrapped around his waist. He didn't need to turn around to know who was behind him.
"Done dancing?"
"Yeah." Tony smiled. "Are you going to do another shot with me."
"Whatever you want." Gibbs smiled to himself.
Tony glanced over at the other man then down where his fingers still touched Gibbs arm then back up.
"You looking to lose those fingers?" Tony asked with a smile.
"No." The man said pulling his hand away from Gibbs.
Gibbs turned around in Tony's arms. "What kind of shot are we doing?"
The other man walked away without a word
Gibbs shook his head and laughed.
"What I was repaying you for earlier." Tony grinned as his hands slipped away from Gibbs body.
"Okay." Gibbs said as his arm wrapped around Tony and pulled him closer. "But asking if he wanted to lose his fingers is more the jealous response than the protective response."
Tony's eyes drifted from Gibbs and he stiffened.
"See again, your uncomfortable and I'm not."
"Who says I'm uncomfortable?"
Gibbs chuckled. "You're body is as stiff as a board and you can't even look at me. That's uncomfortable."
With that Gibbs let go of Tony and turned back towards the bar. He nodded towards Ron.
"What ya need?"
"Two snake bites."
"You really wanna do that?" Ron smirked.
"Yeah." Gibbs grinned.
"Coming up."
Gibbs leaned sideways against the bar. Tony finally looked at him.
"Is that okay with you."
"Yeah." Tony smiled as he moved beside Gibbs at the bar.
"Here you go." Ron sat them down.
They picked up the shots.
"To impossibilities." Gibbs said as he tapped his glass to Tony's and swallowed it down. Tony followed suit.
Tony made a disguised face. "God that is just disgusting!"
"Not bad." Gibbs smirked.
"Yuck!" Tony shook his head as if that would take the taste away.
"Why don't you go back and dance with your friends." Gibbs said looking at Tony's friends still on the dance floor. "I'm sure I'm safe now."
"Trying to get rid of me again?" Tony asked.
"No." Gibbs leaned forward. "I like to watch you dance."
Tony raised an eyebrow.
"I'll be back at the booth. Enjoying the view." Gibbs said as he walked away.
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Sitting at the booth Gibbs watched as Tony finally made his way back to the dance floor and joined his group of friends. They were laughing as they danced around each other and against each other. Gibbs smiled as he watched Tony, the man was silly and sexy all at the same time. He was still unsure of just what Tony may or may not want or accept from him. There were moments, moments where he was sure Tony wanted to give in. But there were even more moments, when Tony became distant and uneasy. Those where the moments that Gibbs suddenly felt that pushing this was a bad idea.
The music changed to some haunting heavy drum beat song, that was a strange mix of rock rhythms with a hint of sexual arousal. He saw the change in Tony's dancing and it caused him to lick his lips. Jameson had moved behind Tony, holding him around the waist as Tony closed his eyes and gave in to the feel of the music. It was erotic his hips moving in time with the music his arm actually reaching back and clutching at Jameson's neck.
At that moment Gibbs would have given anything to be on the dance floor with Tony. Gibbs sighed as the vision continued to taunt him, arouse him, make him think of nothing but Tony naked wrapped in his arms. He felt his cock twitch and tried to erase the image from his mind. Having a raging hard on was not exactly what he needed right now. Closing his eyes he tried to remove the visual of Tony as well as the fantasy image that had taken form.
"I thought you wanted to watch me dance?"
Gibbs heard Tony's voice and smirked.
"Believe me I was watching which is why my eyes are closed now." Gibbs sighed. "It was either close my eyes or be extremely comfortable for the rest of the night."
Tony sat down next to Gibbs.
Feeling the weight next to him Gibbs opened his eyes and looked at Tony.
"Want another drink?" Tony asked.
Gibbs shook his head.
The bar suddenly went dark.
"What the hell?" Tony spoke into the darkness.
"There's a show starting." Gibbs explained as the light around the dance floor/stage came on.
"Right. Show on Saturday night." Tony said. "And what is the show today?"
"Some band."
The DJ's voice echoed throughout the club.
"Please put your hands together for. Persuasion singing their self titled song Persuasion."
The place erupted in applause and Tony turned towards the stage as slow haunting music started to play and a man's ethereal voice filled the room.
Gibbs listened to the music lyrics of persuading someone to be your love, even when you believed they never could be. It was to appropriate and it made Gibbs bold when he had no right to be. He slid forward his chest making contact with Tony's back.
"Do you like the music?" Gibbs asked at Tony's ear.
Tony nodded.
Gibbs arms wrapped around Tony's waist, just holding him as the voice continued to sing. He made no further advances, for the moment content to sit there holding Tony in his arms. And after a few minutes Tony relaxed letting his body lean back against Gibbs.
As the song ended, the clapping began, and another song started.
Gibbs wasn't even paying attention to the music any more, the only thought in his mind of how good it felt to have Tony in his arms. Then he felt Tony's hand on his arm, felt the fingers brush gently back and forth across his forearm. Gibb sighed overwhelmed even by the small touch. Then as quickly as the touch had started it ended and Gibbs felt the loss throughout his whole body. He let one of his hands drift from Tony's waist down to his thigh his fingers tracing up and down patterns against the fabric of Tony's jeans.
Then Tony laid his head back on Gibbs shoulder and Gibbs body was suddenly alive with desire.
Looking down, Tony's eyes were closed and his head was turned to the side slightly, exposing his neck to Gibbs. Don't do it. Gibbs told himself. Don't taste him because you'll never want to stop. He said all of it to himself, yet still his lips dropped down kissing Tony's neck, then nipping at the soft flesh. He heard and felt Tony sigh and it caused his kisses to become more hungry, more needy.
"Gibbs." Tony moaned as his hand reached back clutching at the back of Gibbs head.
Kissing up Tony's neck Gibbs bite at his earlobe.
"You taste so sweet." Gibbs groaned into Tony's ear.
Tony sighed as he squirmed in Gibbs arms.
Gibbs lips explored every piece, ever angle of Tony's neck, realizing he could never get enough. Tony was moaning pushing into every kiss as he forced Gibbs deeper against his flesh.
Pressing back against Gibbs, Tony suddenly felt Gibbs hard cock against him and it made what was happening to real.
"Wait." Tony pulled his hand away from Gibbs head.
Gibbs immediately stopped as he pulled his lips from Tony's neck and waited.
Tony's breathing was labored as he tried to catch his breath.
"Can we just um sit here please."
Forcing the beast back to its cage. Gibbs sighed. "Of course."
Although Tony stayed in Gibbs arms, the desire the closeness soon faded as they sat in silence listening to the band play on.
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The band finished their last song and the lights came back up. Tony slid forward removing himself from Gibbs arms.
"Good band." Tony forced a smile.
"Not bad." Gibbs nodded.
People quickly started trickling out of the club. This was the time of night people either loved or hated. The club was closing. If you were going home with someone you were loving everything about the night. If you were leaving alone you were cursing yourself for being unlucky.
"Tony you ready?" Jameson asked with a smile as he approached the booth.
"Yeah." Tony smiled as he stood up.
"Bye Leroy." Jameson smiled.
"Bye." Gibbs nodded.
"I'll see you Monday at work." Tony smiled down at Gibbs.
"You will." Gibbs smiled back.
"Bye." Tony said as he followed Jameson towards the door.
Gibbs ran his hands over his face and for the first time ever Gibbs was one of those people that hated this time of night. He had a raging hard on, had held Tony in his arms, tasted Tony, and now couldn't think of anything else.