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" **
Monday Morning
"Morning Boss." Tony said as he strolled into the bullpen and saw Gibbs already sitting at his desk drinking his coffee.
Gibbs nodded.
Then Tony glanced at the two other empty desks, then at his watch it was one minute to eight.
"It is Monday right?" Tony paused. "I wasn't that drunk this weekend."
Gibbs raised an eyebrow.
"You know I wasn-" Tony stopped in mid sentence.
"Ziva and McGee are doing their firearm's qualifications."
"Didn't we just-"
"You did, they didn't." Gibbs said.
"Right." Tony tossed his bag aside and sat down. "So what are we doing today Boss?"
"Still trying to decide." Gibbs said staring at his computer screen.
"Some one on one. Grappling maybe."
Gibbs glanced up from his screen and looked at Tony.
"Boxing might be better." Tony was trying to back pedal.
Standing up Gibbs made his way towards the elevator. "Grappling it is."
Tony sighed, as he followed Gibbs slipping in to the elevator just before the doors closed.
Why the hell did I say grappling! Tony thought to himself.
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Gibbs stood in the middle of the floor mat in shorts and a t-shirt, Tony stood a few feet away dressed the same way.
"Ready?" Gibbs asked.
"Always." Tony smirked, as he danced around almost like he had when they were boxing one day.
Gibbs rolled his eyes and stepped toward Tony, as if going to grab his arms. Tony countered, but Gibbs dropped low and grabbed Tony's legs causing Tony to fall back on the mat. However, Tony wasn't surprised instead with his free leg he thrust his foot into Gibbs chest causing him to stumble back and catch his breath. Jumping up, Tony ducked low and grabbed Gibbs around the waist trying to force him back and to the ground.
Gibbs recovery was too quick and just as Tony grabbed him around the waist he swept Tony's feet out from under him, sending Tony to the mat on his back, Gibbs falling on top of him. As the air rushed out of Tony's body, his hold on Gibbs fell away and his arms sprawled out to the side. Gibbs grabbed Tony's wrist and suddenly had his hands above his head.
Tony was breathing heavy, trying to catch his breath as Gibbs straddled his body, and held his wrists above his head. He stared up at Gibbs opened his mouth to say something, then closed it again.
"Something ya wanna say DiNozzo?"
Tony shook his head in no way fighting back.
Seeing Tony wasn't struggling to free himself, Gibbs grip on Tony's wrist loosened.
Then Tony smirked as he thrust up, catching Gibbs off guard and pushing Gibbs down to the mat reversing their positions. Tony locked his hands around Gibbs wrists and held them roughly against the mat.
"That's what you get for underestimating me" Tony smirked.
"Is that so?" Gibbs grinned.
"Yeah." Tony sighed.
"I'll remember that." Gibbs nodded, then brought one of his knees up slamming it into Tony's ass. It caused Tony to release Gibbs arms, as he tried to maintain his balance. Gibbs rolled out from under Tony, as he fell onto his stomach on the mat. Gibbs was on his feet and grabbing Tony's arms pulling them behind him, Gibbs' knee pressing against Tony's back.
"Is this were I say Uncle?"
"If you want." Gibbs said surprised at Tony giving up so easily.
"Maybe not." Tony arched his back up and drew up his knees causing Gibbs to let him go, as he forced himself to remain standing. Tony again jumped to his feet.
Gibbs smirked as he stared at Tony. "Not bad DiNozzo. Not bad at all."
"Learned from the best."
"And who's that?"
"You." Tony smiled.
Gibbs shook his head and smirked. God that damn smile.
"Is that so?"
"I watch and pay attention." Tony grinned. "To everything you do."
Gibbs swallowed hard. "That's enough."
"Why?" Tony asked confused.
"I'm going for a run. Work out for awhile. I'll call you if we get a case."
And with that Gibbs walked back into the locker room.
Tony watched him go slightly puzzled.
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Ziva and McGee were sitting at their desks, when Gibbs and Tony arrived back from the gym.
"Have a nice work out?" Ziva asked, as the two men walked in.
Gibbs didn't answer just walked to his desk.
"Boss kicked my ass as usual." Tony smiled, as he sat down at his desk.
Gibbs rolled his eyes.
"Boxing again?" McGee smirked.
"Ha, ha very funny." Tony made a face at him.
"Boxing?" Ziva looked confused.
"Tony got out boxed by the boss, before you got here." McGee grinned.
"Ah very nice." Ziva grinned. "Did he knock you up?"
All three agents looked at her.
Gibbs chuckled. "That would be one hell of a boxing match, if I could accomplish that."
"What?" She looked at the three agents.
"It's knock you out." Tony sighed and rolled his eyes. "Knocked up is being pregnant."
"Oh." Ziva nodded. "Oh sorry."
"Serious though." Tony smirked looking at Gibbs. "We could make a lot of money, if you could accomplish that."
"Go home all of you." Gibbs barked.
The three agents all gathered there gear and headed towards the elevator.
Once they had disappeared Gibbs ran his hands over his face. Grappling what the hell was Gibbs thinking agreeing to that. And what the hell were those comments from Tony. He shook his head, they were just comments nothing more, Gibbs told himself. Still this had to stop and immediately.
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Gibbs turned the coffee pot on, then looked at his watch almost midnight and he was just getting home. He unbuttoned his dress shirt and slipped it off then made his way out of the kitchen and into the living room. As he crossed from the living room and went to make his way towards the stairs. The front door opened.
Grabbing for his side arm on the coffee table, Gibbs stopped as he saw who walked in. He sighed and slipped his dress shirt back on, as if that would somehow protect him from the conversation he was sure was coming.
"Did I wake you?"
Gibbs shook his head.
"Right." Tony chuckled nervously. "Still in your work clothes."
"Yeah."
"Can I talk to you?"
Gibbs nodded.
Tony closed the door behind him and stopped just inside the threshold.
Gibbs looked back and folded his arms across his chest. "Staying by the door in case you need to make a hasty retreat?"
"I just need to ask you a question. Then I'll leave."
"You came here at midnight to ask me a question? Then leave?"
"Yes." Tony nodded.
"Then ask."
Silence.
Gibbs took a few small steps towards Tony.
"Are you going to ask the question?"
"Do you want me? Really want me?" Tony asked finally finding his voice.
"It doesn't matter what I want."
"Yes it does." Tony took a deep breath. "And I need to know."
Gibbs eyes locked with Tony's and he took the last few steps that placed him directly in front of the younger man.
"Yes. I want you." Gibbs took another step and Tony braced himself to feel Gibbs touch, instead Gibbs walked around him and opened the door.
Tony turned staring at Gibbs.
"You said you wanted to ask a question and leave."
Tony walked to the door, closed it and stepped away. Then stood there his green eyes locked on Gibbs icy blue.
Gibbs leaned back against the door. "Why are you really here?"
Tony's eyes slowly traveled down Gibbs chest, partially exposed by his open shirt. Tentatively, Tony reached out as if to touch Gibbs, then stopped his hand hovering in mid air. Then finding his resolve, his hand moved slipping under the fabric of Gibbs shirt and caressed up his chest.
Gibbs sighed as he felt the soft touch of Tony's hand. It was a touch he had dreamed about countless times, a touch that in reality was so much better than any dream.
Tony's other hand joined the one at Gibbs chest continuing to explore the exposed flesh.
"You're so warm." Tony sighed, as his touch moved up Gibbs ribcage, then across his shoulders feeling the tension in the muscles.
Gibbs knew he should stop this, knew that he was going to lose the battle between heart and mind, but all he could do was revel in Tony's touch.
Tony was quickly growing more confident and demanding in the way he touched Gibbs. His hands racing around Gibbs' chest to his back clawing at the flesh as if wanting to claw his way inside. The muscles in Gibbs' back tightened aroused by Tony's exploration.
"Tony." Gibbs growled as his eyes opened. "You need to stop."
"I just need to touch you." Tony sighed, as he finally pressed his body against Gibbs.
"God Tony." Gibbs moaned, as Tony's body made contact with his and Gibbs felt the warmth radiating from him. It was overwhelming in its simplicity, just two warm bodies pressed tightly together, but it was driving Gibbs mad with desire.
Tony's hands continued their exploration, his fingers now mauling the skin of Gibbs' lower back just above the waistband of Gibbs' slacks, as if debating with the decision to travel further down. It took a moment, but then Tony's hands slid down onto Gibbs backside.
"Stop." Gibbs tried to sound commanding but the word came out as a moan of longing.
"Please don't make me stop." Tony sighed, as his hands now clawed across Gibbs ass to his hips and down his thighs.
Gibbs hands suddenly clutched at Tony's hips and unwillingly he jerked Tony forward.
"God, Tony your hard." Gibbs groaned surprised by Tony's reaction.
"Yes." Tony moaned.
"Fuck." Gibbs growled as he grabbed Tony by the ass and yanked him forward with more force than he intended crushing their bodies together.
"Oh God." Tony whimpered.
The sound caused a shiver to rush through Gibbs body and he repeated the action. Fueled by the growing desire. It was all so animalist and raw, nothing like any of the dreams he had ever had. He had expected Tony to be timid and resistant.
"Feels so good." Tony moaned, as he rocked his hips against Gibbs. His hand slid between their bodies moving towards Gibbs cock
"Wait." Gibbs sighed knowing if this went any further there would be no way to stop it.
The harshness in Gibbs voice caused Tony to stop momentarily and look into Gibbs eyes. Then when Gibbs stare could not enforce his command, Tony's hand again moved towards it's prize.
"Stop." Gibbs growled, as he grabbed Tony's hips twisting him around and slamming him against the door.
Gibbs just stared at Tony as he tried to calm his breathing.
Tony looked at those steely blue eyes confused. He could see the desire, the hunger, but then he saw it. The small hint of concern and sadness.
"I'm sorry." Tony sighed. "I didn't mean to-"
"No." Gibbs sighed. "Don't apologize."
"Did I do something wrong?" Tony asked.
The disappointed look in Tony's eyes ripped at Gibbs heart.
"God No." Gibbs shook his head. "You did everything just right."
Gibbs' body was still on fire and screaming for fulfillment.
"Then what's wrong?" Tony sighed.
"It's not that anything's wrong," Gibbs paused. "I just, um."
Tony was immediately filled with concern.
"Then why did you stop me." Tony asked. "I thought you wanted me?"
"I do." Gibbs almost moaned. "God, I want you so much...you have NO idea, how much."
Tony's hands slipped back inside Gibbs open shirt and played across Gibbs' chest. Then, his lips were on Gibbs' chest placing small kisses just below his throat.
Gibbs moaned pulled back into the fire, as Tony's lips now pressed kisses all the way across his chest. The feeling caused Gibbs to again momentarily forget that he needed to stop this, but then he found the control again.
"Tony." Gibbs barked, as he again slammed Tony's hips against the door. "STOP!"
Tony listened and again looked at Gibbs.
"Tell me what I'm doing wrong?" Tony sighed.
"Tony you aren't doing anything wrong." Gibbs paused. "I promise."
Tony let his hands drift away from Gibbs chest.
"Why so fast?" Gibbs asked.
"Isn't that what you wanted?"
"I want you but-" Gibbs let go of Tony and stepped back running his hands through his hair.
"But what? You want to take things slow?" Tony chuckled. "You want a relationship with me? You wanna go on a date."
Gibbs looked at Tony with obvious anger and hurt in his eyes at the intended joke.
Tony sighed. "Gibbs?"
There was no response.
"That's what you want isn't it?" Tony paused as the realization sunk in. "This isn't about sex? You-"
"You should leave." Gibbs sighed, as he began to understand why Tony was moving so fast.
"I didn't know." Tony sighed. "I thought-"
"I get it." Gibbs nodded, as his mind cursed and chastised himself for believing this could be about anything other than sex for Tony.
Tony rubbed his hands over his face still not believing what he now knew.
"You really came here thinking I would just have sex with you?" Gibbs looked puzzled and confused.
Tony nodded unable to trust his voice.
"Have you even been with a man before?" Gibbs asked.
Tony shook his head.
"Then why would you even want to do that?" Gibbs paused. "You could just jump into bed with me? Not knowing?"
"I trust you."
"I, um guess I should be flattered by that." Gibbs chuckled and shook his head. "In some weird way."
"I want you." Tony said as if saying it would solve everything.
"I know." Gibbs sighed. He did know that, Tony's desire had been real even if misguided. "That's what's so hard about this."
"Why?"
"Because as much as I would love to just have sex with you." Gibbs rubbed his forehead. "And believe me I would. I can't do that for countless reasons."
"I get it." Tony nodded.
"Do you?" Gibbs asked knowing Tony didn't understand.
"No." Tony let out a long breath. "I thought you ran from relationships, especially anything that required commitment."
"So you figured I could just fuck you and get it out of my system?" Gibbs shrugged surprised by Tony's opinion of him.
"No." Tony paused. "I know you're not the one night stand type, but I thought you were thinking casual."
"So you thought I could just sleep with you now and then." Gibbs chuckled. "When the mood struck me. And you were okay with that."
"I don't know." Tony shook his head. "I'm confused."
"Yeah." Gibbs laughed. "I can see that."
"What the hell do you want me to say?" Tony was almost yelling.
Gibbs looked at Tony taken back by the sudden anger.
"One minute I'm shocked because I see my boss at a gay club. Next it feels like he's flirting with me, then he is definitely flirting with me because his lips are on my neck." Tony paced the floor. "Then suddenly I have all these feelings and questions racing around in my head."
"Like?" Gibbs asked.
Tony stopped.
"Like why do I all of a sudden realize how attractive he is. And why do I need to be near him or why do I want to touch him in ways that I have never wanted to touch a man." Tony took a breath. "Why am I jealous about all the other men looking at him, talking to him, wanting him. Knowing I have no right to be jealous about any of it."
Gibbs was completely surprised by what he was hearing.
"Why can I not stop thinking about being in his arms at the bar, in the booth, his lips on my neck or him having me pinned to the mat." Tony sighed. "And why do I want nothing more than for him to kiss me and never let me go."
Gibbs swallowed hard fighting back the uncontrollable urge to grab Tony and kiss him until he was unable to stand.
Tony shook his head. "Why couldn't you just fuck me and make all this end."
"Tony." Gibbs sighed and reached out to touch Tony's arm. He wanted to take away the pain and confusion in his eyes.
"No." Tony shook his head and stepped back away from Gibbs touch.
"I don't have the power to magically make all that you're feeling disappear." Gibbs said wanting to explain.
"I don't want them to disappear."
Gibbs furrowed his brow. "But I thought-"
"I want to know their real." Tony sighed.
Taking a step closer to Tony but not touching him Gibbs stopped.
"Was it real the desire, the hunger I felt from you earlier?"
"Yes."
"And if I hadn't stopped you." Gibbs paused. "Would you have stopped me?"
Tony stared at Gibbs afraid of answering truthfully, but he did. "I don't know."
Gibbs nodded.
"Part of me wanted you to just take me and never stop."
"And the other part of you?" Gibbs asked.
"Was scared that you would do just that and I wouldn't be able to-." Tony's voice turned to a whisper. "I was afraid I'd disappoint you."
"You could never disappoint me." Gibbs smiled.
"I've already disappointed you."
"I'm not disappointed." Gibbs searched for the right words. "I'm aroused, overwhelmed, concerned, and slightly confused but I'm not disappointed."
Tony stared at Gibbs with a look of bewilderment at his statement.
"I know." Gibbs smirked. "That's an odd mix of emotions."
"Yeah."
"Tony." Gibbs sighed. "I want you. And as much as I would love to do everything in my power to convince you that what you feel is real, only you know that."
Tony nodded.
"Think about it, about everything that's happened and everything you said you felt. Then you can start to decide from there."
"That's easier said than done." Tony shook his head. "It was so easy to think about it in the moment, but now everything is so jumbled up because of all the-"
"I have an idea. If you want to try." Gibbs said not sure this was the best idea, but truly believing it may help.
"Anything." Tony sighed. "Anything you want to try."
Gibbs shook his head and let out a long breath. Thinking about the context he would have liked to hear those words in.
Seeing Gibbs reaction Tony grinned. "Really Gibbs! Like me saying you can try anything. You really do have it bad."
"Yeah." Gibbs ran his hand over his mouth surprised how easily he admitted it.
"I'm flattered believe me." Tony smirked. "Now what is it you think will help."
"It's going to seem like I have an ulterior motive after that last statement." Gibbs paused. "But I promise I don't."
Tony nodded and grinned.
"Really I just want to put you in the mind frame of what you were thinking during all this."
"Okay." Tony said rolling his shoulders and loosing up his neck.
Tony felt Gibbs arms gently wrap around his waist and pull him close, their bodies not touching.
Tony raised an eyebrow at him.
"Tony." Gibbs rolled his eyes.
"Right. No ulterior motive."
"We don't have to do this." Gibbs said letting Tony go.
"No." Tony chuckled. "I want to try. Just teasing you."
Gibbs glared at Tony.
"Really." Tony said grabbing Gibbs' arm and putting it around his waist. "Okay."
Gibbs sighed and pulled Tony closer but again, not letting their bodies touch. Gibbs waited until Tony settled into his arms then placed his lips by Tony's ear.
"Close your eyes and listen to my voice."
Tony's eyes fluttered shut, not only because Gibbs requested it, but because of the sound of his voice.
"What were you thinking when we danced that night?" Gibbs asked in almost a whisper.
Tony thought back recalling everything he had been thinking and feeling at that moment. He took a deep breath.
"I was surprised you danced with me especially when the music slowed down. But you did." Tony paused. "Then I thought you were just being polite, because you wouldn't look at me. When you kept looking at the bar I figured you were looking at some other guy."
"I didn't want to dance with you I didn't trust myself holding you that close." Gibbs sighed. "And I wasn't looking at anyone else, I was just trying not to let you affect me."
Tony smiled to himself.
"Then when you pulled me closer it just seemed comfortable." Tony sighed. "Until your fingers starting playing on the small of my back. It was so sexy and I was shocked when the thought ran through my mind."
Gibbs smirked. "When you were running your fingers over the nape of my neck I wanted to believe you wanted more than just a dance. So much temptation."
"Really just from a dance?"
"Yes." Gibbs sighed. "And what about when I wrapped my arms around you at the bar, protecting you from Mr. Touchy feely?"
Tony wrapped his arms around Gibbs' neck again letting his fingers play with the fine hairs at the nape of Gibbs' neck.
"You skipped when you first walked in to the club?"
"Okay." Gibbs wasn't sure why that was important.
"When I saw you I couldn't take my eyes off you. You looked so damn sexy." Tony sighed. "And I realized at that moment, I was definitely feeling something for you."
"Why at that moment?" Gibbs asked.
"Because as sexy as you looked in those clothes, my first thought was of getting you out of them."
"Really?" Gibbs' eyebrow went up.
"But then I came to your booth and sat with you. You were distant, as if you didn't want to be there." Tony sighed. "It was like you were completely different from the night before. You were cold again, distant. And I hated it."
"I wasn't going to come to the club that night. It was too hard being that close to you and pretending." Gibbs let out a long breath. "But the desire to be near you won out over everything else."
"Then everything changed again. You relaxed and talked. And then you talked about having a side of yourself specifically for lovers." Tony almost moaned. "And that being your lover could be as simple as sharing a kiss."
"It can." Gibbs said his fingers again tracing patterns on the small of Tony's back.
"I wanted you to kiss me right there, right then." Tony pulled back and looked at Gibbs. "I wanted to be your lover by that kiss."
Tony let his hand caress Gibbs cheek, as his thumb traced across his lips.
Gibbs kissed Tony's thumb, then slowly sucked it between his lips. Completely forgetting why this conversation was taking place.
Tony moaned. "You can't do that and expect me to concentrate."
Gibbs slowly let Tony's thumb slip from his lips. "Where were we?"
"I wanted you to kiss me." Tony said his eyes glancing at Gibbs' lips.
"And I wanted to kiss you."
"And then suddenly I was scared." Tony paused afraid Gibbs would release him, as he spoke about the fear. "I shouldn't want you to kiss me. For so many reasons not just because you are a man. And I was confused and overwhelmed so I ran."
"I know." Gibbs nodded. "But you had every right to be scared and confused."
Tony looked away.
"When I came back to the booth Shawn was there and I saw you give him your number." Tony paused. "And I was jealous and upset so I left."
Gibbs looked surprised, he didn't know that was why Tony had left. He thought Tony was uncomfortable with the situation.
"I hated him for being there, smiling and happy." Tony's hand played with a button on Gibbs' shirt. "And I hated you for wanting him there. I didn't want to see that. I felt like I wanted you and seeing you with someone else."
Tony's voice faded away as he stared at Gibbs chest. Gibbs put his finger under Tony's chin and forced him to look into his eyes.
"I didn't give Shawn my number." Gibbs let the statement sink in. "And I didn't want him there. I only wanted you."
"Then what was the paper?" Tony asked.
"He builds boats I gave him the number to a tool shop."
Tony shook his head upset that he had assumed.
"I just wanted him to leave, so I could be alone with you again." Gibbs smiled. "And at the bar?"
"I was scared again. Scared because it felt so good in your arms and because it was so easy for you to hold me like you really wanted to be holding me." Tony sighed.
"I wanted you in my arms. I didn't want to let you go." Gibbs pulled Tony closer.
"And I was jealous again, when that guy was hitting on you at the bar that's why I came over." Tony paused.
"And when I was holding you and kissed your neck?" Gibbs remember the sweet taste of Tony's skin.
"It felt good. God the way you just tasted every part of my neck." Tony moaned.
"Why did you stop me?" Gibbs asked.
"It was too much too fast. I couldn't process."
"And the Grappling today?"
"I wanted to touch you, wanted you touching me. I needed to see-" Tony took a deep breath. "Wanted to get a reaction from you."
"And did you get the reaction you wanted?"
"No." Tony sighed.
"What reaction did you want?" Gibbs asked.
"Your cock hard pressing against me."
"Tony." Gibbs groaned.
Tony leaned forward his lips barely grazing Gibbs cheek, as he brought his lips to Gibbs ear.
"And when I was touching you earlier and your cock was hard, what were you thinking" Tony asked.
Gibbs sighed as his hands clawed down Tony's back.
"That your touch was so soft and felt so damn good. Better than any dream I had ever had. I wanted to let it go on forever." Gibbs almost moaned. "Then I realize if I didn't stop it, I was going to take you right there against the door in some way, anyway until you came screaming my name."
Tony did moan.
The sound pulled Gibbs from his thoughts and he released Tony taking a step back.
"Um did that help at all?" Gibbs asked trying to forget the way he was feeling.
"Yeah." Tony forced a nod. "I think I have a better idea of how I feel about all of it."
"Good." Gibbs nodded felling like some hormone crazed teenager who now needed a cold shower.
"Can I, um crash on the couch tonight." Tony asked still somewhat unsure but not wanting to leave.
"Sure." Gibbs smiled. "You can have the bed if you want."
"No." Tony smiled. "Couch is good."
Gibbs nodded. "Everything is still there.
"Thanks."
Another nod.
"Night." Gibbs sighed.
"Night."
Gibbs walked upstairs and into the bedroom. He stood there a moment and then slapped himself on the back of the head.
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The smell of coffee caused Gibbs to sit upright in bed. The events of last night suddenly flashing through his mind. Running his hand over his forehead, he looked over at the clock. Five am. What the hell was Tony doing up so early? Slipping a t-shirt on over his sweats, Gibbs made his way down the stairs. The blanket was folded and laying with the pillow on the couch. Making his way into the kitchen Gibbs paused in the door, watching Tony pour sugar and milk into a cup of coffee.
"Couldn't sleep?"
The voice made Tony jump and he almost spilled the milk he was pouring.
"Jesus Gibbs, you about gave me a heart attack." Tony shook his head, as he sat the milk down on the counter.
Gibbs smirked as he walked over and reached above Tony for a mug.
Tony smiled, watching as Gibbs pulled the mug down.
"You okay?" Gibbs asked.
"Yeah." Tony sighed surprised that Gibbs was still in his personal space.
"Then can I get to the coffee?" Gibbs smiled.
"Right." Tony chuckled as he realized he was standing in front of the coffee pot. He stepped aside and then leaned against the counter.
Gibbs poured himself a cup, then leaned against the counter next to Tony and took a sip.
"Smell of coffee wake you up?"
"Yeah." Gibbs chuckled. "You get any sleep?"
"An hour or so."
"Me too." Gibbs took another sip of coffee. "Coffee's good."
"I've watch you make it enough to know how you like it." Tony smiled.
"Yeah. You've made me coffee before."
"Right." Tony nodded recalling when he had stayed here before under completely different circumstances.
"I think there's some cereal in the cabinet above you."
"Okay."
"Tony?"
"Yes."
"I want to touch you." Gibbs sighed, putting his coffee cup down.
"Then why aren't you?"
"Because I still don't know what you want." Gibbs ran his hands through his hair.
Tony moved to stand in front of Gibbs their bodies so close, but still not touching.
"I want you." Tony said staring into Gibbs steel blue eyes.
Gibbs grabbed Tony's wrist and held it up, then keeping his eyes locked with Tony's he brought the wrist to his lips and kissed the inside feeling Tony's pulse quicken against his lips.
Tony sighed finding the simple act erotic.
"I already know you want me." Gibbs said still holding Tony's wrist but now holding it against his chest. "That's not what I was asking."
"What I feel is real." Tony watched Gibbs eyes for any reaction.
"And what does that mean to you?"
"That there's something between us and I need to find out what that is."
Gibbs nodded.
"If you want to." Tony licked his lips. "Please, say yes."
"I want to." Gibbs sighed. "As long as you understand something."
"What?"
"Once I kiss you, you'll be all I want."
"Is that a bad thing?"
"No." Gibbs nodded, as he jerked Tony's body against his.
"Then kiss me." Tony sighed.
It was exactly what Gibbs needed to hear, as he fell on Tony's lips desperate to consume the essence that was Tony. Once Gibbs felt those soft lips against his own, there was nothing that could have pulled him away. He tasted both lips, then each individually, nibbling at each lip wanting to forever fix in his mind the sensation of this first embrace. Then greedily his tongue found its way into Tony's mouth savoring the flavor that he would now know forever as Tony. Just the kiss gave Gibbs a dizzy feeling as the sensation overwhelmed him, his body screaming out for him to never let it end.
Tony had never been so thankful for the support of Gibbs' arms. Gibbs was tasting every minute piece of his lips driving Tony crazy with desire. He had never had someone want to savor him so much. It was as if Gibbs was trying to memorize every moment of this kiss, of his lips, as if afraid this would be the only opportunity he received to experience this. But having had Gibbs kiss, there was nothing that would prevent Tony from having it over and over again. He clutched at the back of Gibbs neck forcing their lips deeper together ,as if applying enough force would cause them to become one. He didn't want to breath, believing he could taste and inhale the breath from Gibbs' lungs and it would keep him in this kiss forever.
Gradually, Gibbs lips began to calm the kiss, separating Tony's lips from his own. He gently let his forehead fall against Tony's. Tony forced himself to take a breath, as his mind still reeled from the response his whole body had from just a kiss. He licked his lips still tasting Gibbs there even having parted.
Tony's hands came up and wrapped around Gibbs neck as he ran his hands through Gibbs hair. The action causing Gibbs to tighten his hold on Tony's waist.
"You okay?" Gibbs asked concerned about Tony's silence.
"Yes." Tony smiled.
"Good." Gibbs smirked as his fingers brushed gently across the small of Tony's back.
"Don't do that." Tony sighed.
"What?"
"You know what." Tony looked deep into Gibbs eyes.
Gibbs chuckled as he stopped moving his fingers. "Didn't know it bothered you."
"Bothered isn't the right word." Tony grinned.
"Ah, got it." Gibbs smirked.
"Wipe that satisfied smirk off your face, Agent Gibbs."
Gibbs laughed. "Okay."
Tony looked down at Gibbs chest.
"What is it?" Gibbs asked.
Looking back up at Gibbs Tony sighed. "Does this mean I'm your lover?"
Tony asked remembering Gibbs explanation about what he felt a lover was.
"Yes it does."
"Good." Tony sighed, as he crushed his lips to Gibbs.
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"Damn it." Tony said continuously pushing the elevator button as if that would make it go fast. He was going to be late. This couldn't be happening. He and Gibbs had stood in the kitchen just kissing for hours. The whole experience driving Tony mad with desire. Suddenly realizing he didn't have any clothes with him he made the trip to his apartment, showered and gotten dressed. The problem being he had gotten so lost in his thoughts of Gibbs and the kiss, that he was now late. The boss didn't like when you were late no matter what the excuse. Even if the excuse was you were making out with said boss in his kitchen.
Tony laughed to himself. He truly never thought he would ever be in this position. He was going to have to make an excuse to Gibbs ,to hide the fact that they had been making out.
The elevator door opened and he walked out. Ziva and McGee looked up at him.
"DiNozzo you're late." Gibbs barked.
"Sorry boss, fire in the kitchen."
The excuse actually made Gibbs looked up. "What?"
"Big fire in the kitchen, thought it was going to consume me." Tony fought the urge to grin. "Barely got out. Flames everywhere!"
Tony was talking with his hands now.
"So hot couldn't breathe. Took my breath away. " Tony clutched his chest. "My lips were burning my body awash in the flames. It was-"
"Enough." Gibbs barked and shook his head.
"Right boss." Tony sat down at his desk trying to hide his grin.
"Was there really a fire?" Ziva looked at Tony concerned.
Tony held up his hands outstretched. "Huge fire."
"DINOZZO!" Gibbs shouted.
"Shutting up boss." Tony nodded.
Gibbs rubbed his forehead and suppressed a chuckle. What the hell had he gotten himself into.
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"Tell me you have that evidence ready Abby." Tony said walking into her lab carrying a Caf-Pow.
"Where's Gibbs?" Abby asked looking confused by Tony's presence.
"MTAC." Tony nodded
"So I get you." Abby grinned holding out her hand.
"Evidence?" Tony asked holding the Caf-Pow out of reach.
"All bagged and tagged and waiting for pick up." She grinned and looked at the table.
Tony looked over at the table and saw the box ready for transfer.
He handed over the Caf-Pow.
"Thanks." Abby said taking a long sip. "Heard you were late, kitchen fire."
"Yeah."
Abby grinned. "What's her name?"
Tony chuckled. "No, what, that wasn't it."
"Right." Abby nodded. "Fine, don't tell me."
Abby turned around and started tapping at her keyboard.
"Abby."
No response.
"Abs."
Again no response just tapping.
Tony sighed. "It's someone new."
Abby turned around. "And? "
"That's it."
Abby glared at him.
"We're just getting started." Tony smiled.
"That smile says this one is special."
Tony glanced at the floor. "Yeah."
"That is so sweet." Abby sighed as she hugged him again.
"Abby can't breathe." Tony coughed.
"Right sorry." Abby loosened her grip.
"You two done?" Gibbs asked as he walked in.
"Tony's got a new girlfriend." Abby grinned.
"Is that so." Gibbs glanced over at DiNozzo.
"That wasn't what I said." Tony sputtered.
"And he's all smitten with her. She's special."
"I see" Gibbs nodded, then turned to Abby. "Evidence ready?"
"Yep. That's what Tony came down for."
"LEO's are here to pick it up." Gibbs picked up the box and pushed it into Tony's chest. Then he headed for the elevator
Tony followed on his heels carrying the evidence.
The door closed and Tony turned to Gibbs and started rambling.
"I didn't tell Abby anything, she hear about the fire excuse and figured I was covering up some new girlfriend. Then she gets upset, won't talk to me, I just said that I was seeing someone new and that it was someone special that's all I said I swear."
Gibbs waited a moment. "You done?"
"Yeah." Tony sighed.
The doors opened and Gibbs stepped out walking towards his desk.
Tony walked out and a LEO was standing there waiting for the evidence.
"Here." Tony pushed it at the cop.
"Thanks." The man said surprised.
"Sign." Tony said as he pointed to the paper on top of the box.
The man did.
"That's all folks." Tony said as he grabbed the paper and walked over to his desk.
Confused the cop stepped into the elevator and disappeared.
Ziva gathered her things and turned to Gibbs.
"Good night."
Gibbs nodded and smiled.
"I'll walk out with you Ziva." McGee said grabbing his stuff.
"You coming Tony?" She asked.
"No. Few things to finish up."
"Okay."
Once the two were gone. Gibbs shut off his computer and light.
"You heading out boss?" Tony asked.
"Yeah."
"Big plans tonight." Tony tried to sound uninterested.
"Not sure yet." Gibbs said as he slipped on his coat. "Still waiting."
"For what?"
Gibbs made his way towards the elevator. "To see if anyone follows me home."
Tony grinned.