Sorry for the delay! I got caught up in work and had no time to get back to this story. Besides, it took some time to figure out which direction it wanted to go... so I hope you agree and don't forget to REVIEW or MESSAGE me with your thoughts.

CHAPTER X

"Jethro, what the hell are you doing?"

"Shaving... you said my stubble was shredding your skin."

"Yeah, but you're using my razor."

"So, mine was dull."

"... and now so is mine. I buy the pink ones for a reason."

"You want razor burn... or this?"

Kate giggles as Gibbs turns to bury his wet face in the soft crook of her neck. He rubs his smooth skin over her throat as she tries half-heartedly to push him back. She sighs and melts into his arms when his teeth latch onto her earlobe with a husky growl. In the master bathroom, they are not aware that their voices are carrying down the hall.

Even through his alcohol induced state of near unconsciousness, DiNozzo registers voices. His eyes appear to be glued shut since he can't seem to open them so he turns his head towards the sound. A faint light coming in from the doorway gives him a dreamlike image as the laughter suddenly dies on a sigh, his imagination having no problem picturing the scene, but he drops off into a numb sleep before he realizes this is not a dream.

In his shifting sleep, Tony's mind plays out fantasies that he's kept locked away for so long. Kate is the star of his private dreams and he tosses and turns in his sleep. Images of her writhing beneath his hands, calling out excited encouragement as the rhythmic motion has him ready to explode. He groans in his sleep, his hand finding his hard manhood to stroke his dream along, but something keeps nagging at his brain. Pulling him back from the culmination of the hottest dream he's ever had, Tony finds himself rising to semi-consciousness with an odd sense of unease.

He lies there in the darkness listening to his own harsh breathing as his mind comes fully awake. His hand is still gripping his hard shaft, and he groans softly and slowly strokes again, just to assure himself his extremely hot dream hadn't come to a premature end. He opens his eyes and blinks at the faint light coming in through the half opened doorway. Through his lingering drunken haze he looks around the strange bedroom. Where was he? It takes him a few moments to remember the evening before... dinner... Kate... drinking too much... and Gibbs. As the image of his boss pops into his head, his cock throbs and he quickly jerks his hand away. He was not... not in any way having a hot sex dream about Jethro Gibbs... Kate yes... but not Gibbs... or was he?

As he lies there trying to recall exactly what dream had left him in such an achingly excited state, he registers a noise from his dream... except this wasn't in his dream. It isn't exactly a familiar noise, but a noise that every man knows if he's ever had sex... the creaking of bed springs. He lies in the semi-darkness, straining his ears to listen to the slow, rhythmic sound of a bed creaking under the exertions of people having sex. Then a soft moan carries to his ears and his cock twitches as he recognizes that husky tone. His dream comes vividly back to mind as his hand moves back down to stroke his shaft again. He has no idea what time it is, but as the muted noises continue, growing louder and more urgent, it dawns on him that he probably shouldn't be listening to this. It was like being thirteen again and catching his father in bed with wife number three... or was it four?

He forces his hand away from its task, even as he groans softly in frustration. He scans the room, wondering where his clothes are and spots them tossed in a nearby chair. He tries to recall the lay-out of Kate's apartment; and if he could possibly manage to sneak out without them knowing. The last thing he wanted was to have Kate discover semen in this bed when she came in to change the sheets. There wouldn't be any way to explain that one away. He needed to get out of here before his imagination took over again. He sits up, stopping to grip the side of the mattress as the room suddenly spins around him. He closes his eyes a moment and takes deep breaths until his world comes to a halt once more. Obviously he hadn't slept off his drunken binge from last night yet. He cautiously stands up and moves to the chair where he scoops up his clothes and shoes; not bothering to put them on as he heads for the door.

Wanting only to get the hell out of Kate's apartment before she and Gibbs realized he is awake, Tony eases the door open slowly and prays the hinges don't squeak. In the hallway, he is able to navigate by the night light plugged into the low socket, halfway down the hall. The door to Kate's room looms like a dark abyss. The door is standing wide open and he hesitates, cursing as he realizes he can't get past the door without casting a shadow in the room and alerting them to his presence. He stands frozen in indecision, just outside the door listening to the slow, steady protest of the bed springs. Being closer now, he can also hear the panting, the moans and the wet slide of deep, devouring kisses.

He can't move away as it dawns on him they have been maintaining this rhythm for several minutes now. He never envisioned his hard core boss as such a stud, but from Kate's moans, he was obviously doing something right. Before he knows it, his head peeks around the door frame to see for himself. His erection twitches again and his neck flushes as he stands at their door watching like some sexual deviant. The night light illuminates the interior just enough to highlight the bed's occupants; and Tony's breath catches in his chest at the scene before him. This was nothing like catching his father in the act... this was slow, hot intense sex that Tony knew rivaled any of his best fantasies!

The angle of the bed provides him a perfect view of Gibbs lying over Kate's partially exposed body. With the sheet barely covering his hips, his back muscles rippling, his legs tensing with each slow, powerful thrust. Holding Kate's right leg curled up along his ribs and tucked up under Gibbs' arm, rolling her hips up and exposing her rounded ass, elevated for his entry. His head is arched down to her breast, hungrily devouring the dark peak as she arches up to him in sweet agony. Eyes closed, mouth open and her head thrown back amid a cloud of tossled dark hair, Kate was the ultimate fantasy of sexual desire. They are lost in their own private world of pleasure and don't notice their spectator who has moved further into the doorway in order to watch them fully.

When a soft groan comes from across the room, Gibbs suddenly senses they are not alone. He lifts his head up as his hips come to rest flush against hers with his shaft buried inside her. Kate's soft moan of protest is immediate, but he ignores it as he peers over his shoulder at the silhouette of his senior field agent in the doorway. It takes him a moment to focus on him, recognizing DiNozzo standing there in his boxers with one hand holding his clothes and shoes while the other is wrapped around his hard erection, where it juts out from under the cotton of his shorts. As their eyes meet across the room, the silence is broken only by the panting breaths of three excited people.

Tony is frozen in place, having been caught watching them he knows he is moments away from sure death... but even as his heart races in fear he can't drag himself away. Gibbs doesn't move as he studies him for a long moment, watching him slowly stroke his cock. Gibbs has never been shy about his sexuality and this isn't the first time he's had an audience. He gets the impression Tony wants to join them and a thrill streaks down his spine at the thought. The moment stretches on until Kate's desperate whimper carries across the silence of the room.

"Mmmnnn... please... don't stop..." Her hand glides up around his neck, curving into his silver hair, but Gibbs' eyes remain locked on Tony. He waits to see what DiNozzo is going to do, noting his mouth drop open as he loses himself in the erotic show. A smirk curves the corner of Gibbs' mouth as another moan from his lover brings him back to the moment. "God... Jethro... I'm so close...ooohhh... yes..."

Gibbs allows her hand to draw his head back down to hers and kisses her long and deep, as a new impatient desire pulses down his spine. He begins to thrust his hips hard, but still in slow motion, eliciting another soft purring moan from Kate. She reaches into the kiss, sucking on his tongue and his cock throbs for release. Giving in to his own desire, he growls huskily as his tongue slashes into her mouth, twining in rhythm with his hips as he thrusts hard and deep. Kate moans into his mouth, surrendering to his rough possession as her legs curve up, arching her hips up to meet his. Trembling as each deep thrust brings her closer and closer to the edge of sanity he feels her canal tightening in spasms. His knees draw up under her hips, holding her up as he lowers his head beside hers, breathing in harsh gasps as he feels the tidal wave building in him. "Aaahhh... baby, feels so good... come for me, Katie..."

His roughly whispered words in her ear are not loud enough to be heard by their witness, but the effect on her is shattering. Her whole body trembles as a starburst of intense pleasure radiates through her; intensified by each strong, deep thrust. Her body arches into him, lost in the moment as she cries out breathlessly, "OOHH, JETHRO! Ooohhh yes...fuck me!"

Feeling her canal closing around his shaft, he rams into her hard and fast several times; then groans low in his chest as he tenses and erupts deep inside her. He holds her suspended off the bed as he grinds against her; prolonging her orgasm until she is gasping with the intensity of it. When he finally relaxes, allowing her hips to come back to the bed, they lie there panting heavily as their sanity begins to return.

When Gibbs can function enough to raise his head, he glances over to see that the doorway is now vacant. He lowers his head back to her shoulder with a soft chuckle, wondering how this was going to change things at work now. A breathless sigh from Kate makes him realize he is probably crushing her. He rolls to her side with another quick glance at the door before he flips the sheet up over them. She waits until he is settled on his back, then cuddles into his side and wraps her arm around his waist. She places several soft kisses across his chest, working her way up his throat until she nuzzles his ear. "What's so funny?"

"Kind of blew it on the 'being quiet' part, don't ya think?"

She giggles softly, causing a tremor to skate down his spine and his arm curls around her to hold her closer. She strokes her hand over his chest and admits, "I can't help it... you know that."

"Not complaining, babe... you said we should be quiet, not me."

"You think DiNozzo heard us? Oh, God... he probably won't remember... even if he did."

"I wouldn't worry about it, Katie... he's got a whole new perspective now."

What he doesn't tell her is that he also plans to have a long chat with his senior field agent about personal things. As he lies there thinking, Kate drifts off into a contented sleep, unaware of the changes that are to come. When he is sure she is sleeping soundly, Gibbs carefully gets up and slips on his boxer shorts before heading out to check the apartment. He finds the living room and the spare bedroom empty, realizing DiNozzo has slipped out.

Gibbs never considered his senior agent's personal life, but he'd overheard enough of his bragging about his sexual pursuits to know Tony liked woman. But there was something about the way he continually bragged about his pursuits that didn't ring true. Maybe Tony was overstating his prowess with women to hide something? There had been something in his eyes, the way he'd looked at Gibbs while he stood there stroking himself... was it Kate... or him that had DiNozzo so excited. Gibbs parks his car in the assigned spot at the NCIS garage; turning off the car, but not getting out immediately.

He sits there thinking about their silent connection and the look in his eyes. He'd seen that look before... in another man's eyes. Remembering back to his second wife, Diane... she'd been adventurous and enjoyed having two men in her bed. Gibbs hasn't been part of that scene since his divorce from her, but the thought of it now brought back the old thrill... the old desires.

What would Kate think if she knew? She'd been pretty inhibited when they first started dating, but now, five months later... he'd exposed a darker, more daring side to her personality. He'll have to tell her about Tony... eventually, but not yet. Not until he had a chance to talk to Tony and get a few things straight between them. He finally glances at his watch, sighing with the realization that another Monday morning was upon him and there was likely a whole stack of distractions sitting on his desk to keep him from this line of thought. He gets out and heads towards the elevators; allowing his mind to once again recall the look he and DiNozzo shared in the middle of the night. When the bell dings, he is lost in thought and pulls himself back to a mask of his usual stern indifference as the doors slide open in case there was someone inside.

As the doors slide open, Tony takes a step forward, then stops abruptly as he comes face to face with Gibbs; who is trying to enter the car. He seems just as stunned to see him like this and the moment seems to stand still as they eye each other warily. Tony has nowhere to run, nowhere to hide and if Gibbs was intent on pummeling him for being a voyeur, then this is where it was going to happen. He had been hoping to make a quick escape from the office; explaining his uncharacteristically early arrival at the office. He had been putting off doing that follow up interview in Fairfax, Virginia, but today seemed like the perfect time to take the all day journey out there... so he could avoid the very person he was now facing.

"Where the hell are you going, DiNozzo?"

"I... uhm... that follow up... you know... Fairfax... the one you've been on my... I mean you wanted me to get done?" His nervousness is obvious as his eyes dart quickly from Gibbs' steely blue eyes, down to his hands and back up. Tony expected to see a fist coming his way any moment.

Gibbs can see the fear in his eyes and under most circumstances Tony would be justified in believing he was about to get a beat down. He decides to play on his fears and slowly raises his hands to rest on either side of the door frame; holding the doors open, but more importantly... trapping DiNozzo inside the small car. He takes a moment to flex his hands into fists, then relax them as he maintains eye contact with his young agent. Tony doesn't miss the gesture and fights hard not to take a step back into the car; which would put him in a more isolated and dangerous position. After what seems an eternity, Gibbs finally gives a slight nod, then steps back out of the entry and turns back towards the parked cars with a growl.

"Tony, with me!" Tony hesitates a long moment, not sure what is going on in his boss's head... or if he really wants to be alone with him in a car. "DiNozzo! NOW!"

Tony jumps at the sharp order snapped by Gibbs and almost leaps out of the elevator. He barely refrains from issuing his usual 'on your six' comment... it somehow had a different connotation after the events of the weekend. His mind is spinning with possibilities of what will happen next as he hurries after his boss. Obviously Gibbs had known he couldn't give Tony the beat down he deserved here at work, in the elevator. Someone may see them... hear the commotion in the elevator... or worse, see the blood left behind. His fear level has never been so high, but he knows to refuse his boss now would surely trigger the rage barely simmering under the surface.

To his surprise, Gibbs heads for Tony's car, not his own. He stops by the driver's door and waits as Tony hurries around to the passenger side. After another tense moment, Tony realizes the reason for his hesitation and quickly tosses him his keys over the roof of the car. Gibbs grabs them in mid-air, shakes his head and slips down into the car without a word; leaving Tony with flashbacks of being a Probie. Almost before he has his door closed, Gibbs is gunning the engine and taking off down the aisle towards the exit. He was definitely a man on a mission and the drive is done in complete silence.

Tony has no idea where they are going after Gibbs bypassed the on ramp that would take them to the freeway and central Virginia where the town of Fairfax was located. Obviously they weren't going to do the interview. He doesn't dare ask where they are going, because there was a real possibility Gibbs was taking him to some remote area where he would be pummeled. He didn't want to do anything to further anger Gibbs so he just kept his mouth shut and let his mind race with the scenarios of his survival... and there weren't too many of those.

Gibbs suddenly pulled off the Washington Parkway into a parking lot that would allow them access to the tidal pool basin and the walkway frequented by tourists who flocked to DC in order to see the Cherry trees blossom in the spring. This time of year, there the trees were not in bloom and there was nothing special to see here... especially right now at low tide. It was a good, deserted place for Gibbs to choose given the circumstances. He parks abruptly and gets out without a word, knowing tony will follow him without question. And as predicted, he hears Tony's car door close as he is striding purposefully towards the Tidal Basin walkway and the seclusion they need for this particular conversation. Gibbs walks until he finds a section well protected by the cherry trees along the path and then stops to survey the walkway in both directions. No one is in sight and he sighs as he turns to place his hands on the stone railing and wait.

"Low tide... not many people out on the walkway this time of morning."

"Yup."

"Probably why you picked this spot, huh, boss... fewer witnesses for a Code Red." Tony is trying to joke about his fears, but his voice betrays his real fear.

Gibbs turns his head to look at his young agent, realizing for the first time that he is truly afraid Gibbs is going to beat him to within an inch of his life. He was only messing with him, but can't resist one more little jab at his psyche. "... or a murder."

He sees Tony visibly tense as his knuckles turn white on the railing next to his own. His eyes fly up to meet his boss's and there is a long, breathless moment as he tries to decide if Gibbs is serious. Then it dawns on him that he must be kidding... Gibbs wouldn't really kill him. He gives his boss a shaky laugh, "Ha! Good one, Gibbs! You wouldn't really kill me... just for..."

His words trail off as Gibbs turns to face him now, his eyes boring into him like cold, blue steel. "For what, Tony? For looking over my shoulder to see you standing there watching us? For the look in your eyes as you jacked off?!

"No! Boss, it wasn't like that... it was...!" He once again stops mid-sentence as Gibbs' hand shoots out to grasp him hard around the back of his neck. Jerking him in close until they are standing mere inches apart with their noses almost touching. Tony froze, knowing better than to struggle as images of Gibbs' demonstration of snapping a man's neck come to mind.

Gibbs knows he has him right where he wants him and tightens his grip on the back of his neck, causing Tony to gasp softly as his eyes widen further. He keeps his voice low and controlled, "Tell me, Tony... what the fuck were you doing... standing there?!"

Tony hesitates, not sure how to answer, but knows if he lies, his last thought will be of his neck snapping. He drops his eyes from Gibbs, focusing on his chest and his deep, even breathing before he answers. "I... I was drunk, boss... and I was... dreaming... and..." He blushes as he realizes he is going to have to admit about his fantasy of Kate. It will most certainly further fuel Gibbs' anger, but one glance up at those steel blue eyes tells him he has to say the words. "... about Kate... but I woke up! I... it was so intense and I... well, I..."

"... had a hard-on, yeah, I noticed."

"But... then I heard you... I mean, I didn't want to, but... I did... and well, it didn't help." Tony again looks down in embarrassment at having to admit he was turned on by hearing Gibbs having sex. When he looks back up, he expected to see anger in the older man's eyes, but instead there was a hint of amusement. Tony takes this as a sign of understanding and shrugs as he continues, "You know how it is... like when I was thirteen and caught my dad...arrgghh!"

Tony's words are suddenly shut off in his throat by the viselike grip on the back of his neck as Gibbs suddenly clamps down and jerks his head in close until their noses are touching. "If you say I remind you of your father, DiNozzo, I will kick your ass from here back to the Navy Yard!"

"NO! Boss, no... not at all... you... you and Kate... that was hot! I mean, like prime triple X porn hot!" To his surprise, Gibbs actually chuckles at this, and a smirk stays on his lips as his grip on Tony's neck relaxes to almost a casual hold. Tony sees his chance at redemption and continues, "I didn't mean to watch, boss... I was trying to sneak out, but... I couldn't..."

Gibbs stares at him silently for a long moment, seeing the honesty in his words and trying to hide the thrill his words gave him. There may be hope for this boy yet, but Gibbs needed to push him, just a little bit further to make sure.

"So... it the sight of Kate's naked ass that had you so hot and bothered?" Tony's eyes widen nervously, but Gibbs can see his pupils dilating at the memory.

Tony knows if he gives the wrong answer, it could bring his anger back in a heartbeat so he slowly shakes his head as he takes a stab at the answer Gibbs wants to hear, "No, boss... I mean I saw... but I didn't really see..."

"So... it was my naked ass that had you pumping your cock?" Gibbs sees the look of confusion and uncertainty pass through Tony's eyes and he almost busts out laughing, but controls himself as Tony now vigorously shakes his head, realizing he gave the wrong answer.

"NO! Boss, no... I mean, yeah... I... I..." He suddenly stops as he sees the smirk returning to Gibbs' mouth. He doesn't know what he wants him to say and realizes his boss is tormenting him for his own amusement. Tony finally surrenders and stops trying to outthink the master of head games. He sighs and relaxes as he meets Gibbs' eye and asks, "What do you want to hear? I saw you and Kate, it was super hot sex... it turned me on."

"... and you wanted to join in, didn't you?" tony again drops his eyes, afraid Gibbs will see the truth in them, but he already knows. Gibbs chuckles again and releases Tony's neck as his hand slides around to gently pat his cheek. "You think about that, Tony... and when you know the answer, you let me know." Gibbs steps away from him, slaps the keys down on the stone railing and walks away down the walkway.

Tony is stunned by the sudden turn in their conversation... what the hell had he meant by that? And what would happen when he supposedly decided how he felt? Tony spins around to watch the retreating back of his boss and calls out, "And then what?!"

Gibbs turns back to him, walking backwards a few steps as he shrugs and calls back, "Then we talk about it... and I want that Fairfax interview done, today!" Gibbs spins back around and continues on his way, leaving Tony stunned and confused. He was only a fifteen minute walk from Fornell's office where he knew he could always convince his friend to go out for a cup of coffee and catch a ride back to his office.