Four Days
Chapter 8
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Silently padding down the hallway, they safely reached the stairs and made it a few steps up before they heard the voice.
"Enjoy the pool?" He asked when he saw both of the men with wet hair.
Tony sighed, his shoulders slumping forward. "Yeah."
"We're all heading down to the Garden's."
Turning around, Tony looked at Conor slightly confused. "Why?"
Conor chuckled. "The party. Friends, family, Deanna, remember?"
"Right." Tony sighed, he had totally forgotten.
"They're getting everything set up now."
"We'll get changed and meet you there." Tony and Gibbs started back up the steps.
"Told you the pool was the best place to do it." Conor snickered as he walked away.
"Who's Deanna?" Gibbs asked, slipping a sweat shirt over his head.
"Family friend, she and my aunt Bridget were really close." Tony zipped up his jeans. "She's a singer, well a music teacher, and has a beautiful voice."
"So she's coming to sing?"
"Aunt Bridget wanted a party when she died, not some sad get together. She wanted Deanna to sing." Tony shrugged. "So everyone decided we'd have a small party, family, and close friends. I forgot it was tonight."
"You forgot?"
"Hey." Tony wrapped his arms around Gibbs' neck. "Let's tell everyone we got called into work and head back to D.C. tonight."
Gibbs' arms slipped around Tony's waist and he grinned. "Deanna's got a thing for you doesn't she?"
Dropping his head back, Tony groaned. "Yes, has for years."
Chuckling, Gibbs placed a kiss on Tony's exposed throat. "Does she know your preference?"
"Yeah." Tony sighed, picking his head up and looking at Gibbs. "I think she believes it's a phase."
"Maybe she'll behave once I'm introduced to her." Gibbs smirked.
"God, I hope so." He exhaled a long breath. "Be my luck she'll want us both."
Gibbs eyebrow went up. "Really?"
Smacking Gibbs' chest, Tony glared at his lover. "Don't get any ideas!"
Gibbs laughed and pulled Tony closer. "I don't share."
"Right answer." Tony grinned.
"It'll be fine." Gibbs reassured Tony.
"I know." Tony groaned. "Although I would love to get back to D.C. and just spend the next two days with you in bed, not worrying about a house full of people."
"Well." Gibbs' hand drifted down and squeezed Tony's ass. "Why don't we plan on leaving early tomorrow and at least spend part of the day alone in bed together."
"Sounds perfect." Tony sighed.
Gibbs smirked. "Maybe not just in bed."
"And just where were you thinking of besides the bed?" Tony's fingers brushed across the nape of Gibbs' neck.
"Let's see." Gibbs took a moment. "The couch, the kitchen table, the counter, the-"
"Enough!" Tony put a hand over Gibbs' mouth. "I get it." He felt Gibbs smile against his hand and he pulled it away.
"Anything else I should know about this little party tonight?" Gibbs asked.
"Just have fun." Tony gave Gibbs a quick kiss. "And stay close to me."
"Oh, I'm not letting you out of my sight."
"A small party?" Gibbs chuckled when he saw all the tables and chairs set up in front of the garden, easily enough to seat a hundred. Plus they were putting together a small raised platform.
"People will be coming and going, just making an appearance."
"And the platform?"
"A small stage with a little dance area in front of it." Tony took Gibbs hand and pulled him towards the others standing by one of the tables. "So what time are people supposed to start arriving?"
"Around four." Anna grinned at Tony. "Deanna will probably be here earlier."
Tony rolled his eyes.
"At least you have Jethro to protect you." Anna snickered.
"Maybe she'll actually take the hint this time." Tony balked.
Anna patted Tony's cheek. "I'm sure she'll back off when she meets Jethro."
Conor had his hand in front of his mouth trying to hide his snickering.
"Bite me!" Tony snapped at Conor.
"What?" Conor chuckled. "Gotta give her credit thinking she remotely stands a chance."
Shaking his head, Tony started pulling Gibbs away. "Gonna show Jethro the labyrinth."
"Sure, run and hide." Conor yelled towards Tony.
"Labyrinth?" Gibbs asked as they started through the garden.
"On the other side of the garden is a labyrinth made of boxwood shrubs." Dragging Gibbs through the garden, Tony continued to explain. "It's right around 12 feet, it's been there since I was a kid."
"Is your plan to hide in there the rest of the night?" Gibbs asked.
"No." Tony shot him a glare. "Just interested to see if you can find your way through."
"Trying to lose me so you can spend time with Deanna?" Gibbs smirked.
Tony stopped. "You're as bad as Conor."
"I don't get lost." Gibbs said confidently.
"We'll see." Tony grinned, pulling Gibbs into the start of the labyrinth then stopping when they reached the first choice. "Left or right?"
Without a word Gibbs went left not waiting for Tony to follow.
"Are you sure about that?" Tony called out then saw Gibbs make another left. He shook his head and headed in Gibbs' direction. Making the same left Gibbs had just taken, Tony paused, surprised when he didn't see Gibbs. "Jethro?" He called out, continuing straight ahead. "I knew you'd get lost." Tony actually squealed when the arms grabbed him around the waist and dragged him around the corner into a dead end.
Gibbs' lips brushed against Tony's neck as he tugged Tony against him.
"Damn it." Tony chuckled. "I should have seen that coming."
"Move in with me." Gibbs whispered into Tony's ear.
"What?" All Tony could think was that he had heard wrong.
"You heard me." Another whisper. "I love you and I want you with me."
Trying to pry Gibbs' arms from around him, Tony felt them tighten as he struggled to break free.
"Just answer me."
Tony stopped struggling and settled back into Gibbs' embrace.
"Yes or no. It won't change my feelings." A pause. "First answer that comes to your mind."
"Yes." Tony sighed and felt the arms around him loosen. He spun around in Gibbs' arms, his green eyes meeting blue. "Jethro, are you sure about this?"
Gibbs nodded.
"Why?" It just didn't seem like Gibbs to make this major of a decision just after they had admitted their feelings for each other.
"I told you. I'm tired of being unhappy, not having what I want." Gibbs sighed. "I want you, you make me happy." Gibbs felt his heart stop when the famous DiNozzo smile shined back at him.
"Going to bed together, waking up together-" Tony wiggled his eyebrows. "And everything in between."
"Yeah." Gibbs smirked.
"I don't need this, you don't have to prove-"
"I'm not proving anything." Gibbs placed a soft kiss on Tony's lips. "I need this."
Tony let out a lustful moan. "We are going to christen every room in that house."
"Over, and over, and over again." Gibbs growled, his hands clawing up Tony's back. The ringing of Gibbs' phone made both of them jump. "Who the hell?" Keeping one arm wrapped around Tony, Gibbs snatched the phone from his belt and looked at the caller ID.
"Let me guess Abby?"
"No." Gibbs flipped open the phone. "Yeah."
"Where the hell are you?"
"Out of town."
"Decided not to sit and stew all weekend?"
"Something like that." Gibbs sighed as Tony's lips found his neck.
"You're chickening out again aren't you?" A chuckle.
"No." The word came out as a low growl as Tony nibbled at Gibbs' neck.
"You didn't!" The chuckle turned to a laugh.
"What?"
"You talked your way into going with him."
Gibbs didn't reply.
"You're with him now." Another laugh. "You already slept with him?"
"Gotta go."
"Oh, yeah. I bet you do."
"Talk to you later in the week."
"Damn right you will! I expect details."
Closing the phone, Gibbs tried to shove it in his pocket but Tony grabbed it, opened it, and looked at the call log.
"Fornell?" Tony's eyes went wide. "You told Fornell you were in love with me?"
Gibbs shrugged.
Laughing, Tony shook his head. "And just what did Fornell have to say about that?"
Gibbs smirked. "Told me to get my head out of my ass and tell you."
"So do I owe him a thank you?"
Shaking his head, Gibbs grabbed his phone. "No, he told me that years ago."
"Well, you should have listened to him." Tony paused. "Does this mean he'll stop calling me DiNotzo."
"Maybe." Gibbs chuckled. "He only calls you that to your face."
"Really?" Tony stared at Gibbs. "And what does he call me behind my back?"
Gibbs gave that half smirk. "Italian stallion."
"Wow." Tony grinned.
Leaning in, Gibbs' lips brushed against Tony's. "If he only knew how right he was."
Tony put his hands on Gibbs' chest and pulled back. "Oh God." Tony groaned. "He's going to hear all about our sex life isn't he?"
There was no response.
Another groan. "Great, he's gonna give me that goofy smile every time he sees me."
Gibbs snickered.
"Oh, you think that's funny?" Tony shrugged. "Fine. You do realize who I talk to about my sex life?"
Gibbs' eyes narrowed into a glare.
"Don't glare at me." Tony snapped. "She's my best friend."
"Can't you brag to your frat brothers instead?"
"Oh I'll do that too." Tony wiggled his eyebrows. "But Abby, she's gonna freak."
"Yeah." Gibbs sighed.
The playfulness left Tony's face. "Um, unless you didn't want to tell the team?"
"Tony." Gibbs shook his head. "I'm not going to move you in then hide our relationship from everyone."
"Just checking." Tony gave a half hearted smile.
Capturing Tony's lips, Gibbs feasted on the younger man as if it was the first time again. He hated that there was still doubt in Tony's mind, that he thought Gibbs would want to hide their relationship from their friends.
Their lips parted and Tony felt the head slap. His mouth dropped open.
"Get it through that thick skull." Gibbs paused. "I love you, I asked you to move in with me because I want us to build a life together. This isn't some fling, this is forever for me."
Tony nodded with a smile that quickly faded into a stern glare. He pointed at Gibbs' chest, then poked on the sternum. "DiNozzo's rule number one in this relationship. You never, ever head slap me outside of work. Got it?"
Gibbs chuckled, then nodded. "I guess I can live with that."
Suddenly, Tony's eyes went wide and he amended his statement. "And that does not mean you can head slap me at work for no reason, just because it gives you some cheap thrill!"
Shaking his head, Gibbs smirked. "I'll get my cheap thrills at home." He kissed his way up Tony's neck.
"You are an evil, evil man." Tony laughed.
Gibbs' words whispered in Tony's ear. "Oh you have no idea."
Tony shimmed out of Gibbs' arms, then took his hand. "I have a pretty good idea. Come on."
"What, that's it?"
"You can wait till tonight." Tony rolled his eyes. "Right now we need to head back and help get ready for the party."
"Fine." Gibbs let out a disappointed sigh.
"Cheers." Conor said as he raised his glass and everyone followed suit.
"Looks good." Tony said as he looked around the grounds. Everything was in place and people were already starting to arrive.
"You look good." Gibbs mumbled against Tony's cheek, his arms wrapped around Tony's waist. Everyone had changed from jeans to something a little dressier. Tony looked amazing in black dress slacks and a tan dress shirt.
"So did Jethro find his way out of the labyrinth without your help?" Anna asked.
"He did." Tony smiled, glancing over his shoulder at Gibbs. "Should have known. I swear he has some kind of GPS in his brain."
Gibbs rolled his eyes.
"Oh, let the fun begin." Ian laughed looking towards the house.
Tony turned and groaned when he saw the woman walking towards them.
Looking back, Gibbs knew the woman had to be Deanna. She was beautiful. Long brown hair in heavy waves past her shoulders, blue eyes sparkling and focused on Tony. The deep blue shirt had a low neckline showing off her breasts. The black slacks were snug against the curves of her hips and the heels she wore made her at least six foot tall. The one thing that surprised Gibbs was that she was obviously older than Tony, if he had to guess she was mid-to-late forties. Gibbs went to release Tony only to feel Tony grab his arms, crushing them around his waist. Forcing himself not to laugh, Gibbs tightened his hold on his lover.
"Deanna." Anna was the first to greet the woman as she approached.
"Anna." Hugging the other woman, Deanna smiled. "Sorry I wasn't able to make it to the funeral."
"It's okay, we kept it small."
"Deanna." Conor smiled.
"Conor." Deanna turned and smiled at Tony. "Tony. You look good."
"So do you." Tony forced a smile.
Her blue eyes locked on Gibbs. "And who is this?"
"Jethro." Gibbs extended a hand, Tony clawing at his other arm keeping it around his waist.
"Jethro, interesting." She skimmed down what she could see of his body not blocked by Tony.
"Tony's boyfriend." Anna added.
"I can see that." Deanna looked at the arm around Tony's waist then back up at Gibbs. "You're older than I would have expected."
"You're older than I expected." Gibbs said with a smile.
Her eyebrow went up, questioning Gibbs' statement.
"I've heard you've always been interested in Tony." Gibbs' arms tightened possessively around Tony, his lips brushing against Tony's neck. "I figured you'd be younger...someone your age should have taken the hint a long time ago."
Conor almost spit out his drink as he tried not to laugh. Anna had her hand over her mouth to hide her smile. Ian was just grinning watching the exchange.
Deanna snickered. "Well, we all have our childish dreams."
"The dreams dead." Gibbs smiled. "Move on." He stepped back from Tony. "I could use another drink."
"Me too." Tony grinned as Gibbs took his hand and they headed towards the bar. Once they reached the bar, Tony couldn't hold it in any longer and started laughing. He leaned his body against Gibbs'. "That was perfect, priceless and perfect."
"Wanted to put an end to that, right away."
Tony ran his hand up Gibbs' chest. "Have I told you how sexy Possessive Jethro is?"
"No." Gibbs took Tony's hand holding it against his chest.
"Very sexy." Tony licked his lips. "Makes me think naughty, naughty thoughts."
Bringing Tony's hand to his lips, Gibbs pressed a kiss to the palm. "I have some naughty thoughts of my own." Exhaling deeply, he shook his head.
"What was that for?" Tony questioned.
"You and everything you make me feel and want." Gibbs hadn't felt this content and happy in a very long time.
Gibbs felt the hand slap him on the back.
"That was awesome." Conor laughed standing at the bar by Gibbs. "I have never seen Deanna look so stunned as when you said that and walked away."
"Jethro knows how to get his point across." Tony grinned, stepping out of Gibbs' arms and pouring them both a drink.
"She got the point." Conor snickered. "Loud and clear."
Music filled the air around them and Tony groaned. "So who will Anna's first victim be?" He asked Conor.
"You." Conor laughed.
"Victim?" Gibbs questioned.
"Anna loves to dance." Tony explained.
"And here she comes." Conor nodded towards the woman walking towards them.
"Mind if I borrow your boyfriend for a dance?" Anna grinned.
"Not at all." Tony smiled at Gibbs. "I think I'm safe for now."
"Jethro?" She asked.
Putting his drink down, Gibbs took Anna's hand and led her towards the stage.
"You know she's gonna grill him again." Conor glanced at Tony.
"I think he's used to it." Tony smirked. He glanced over at the tables, his eyes landing on his cousin. "Think it's time for a dance."
"You wanna dance?"
"Not with you!" Tony rolled his eyes. Walking over to the table, he stopped beside the woman. "Dance with your favorite cousin?"
Sasha looked up and grinned. "Where is Ian?"
"Yeah!" Tony chuckled.
"Of course." She smiled, accepting the hand he offered.
Gibbs was silent as he held Anna in his arms, swaying with the music and waiting.
"Can I ask you something?"
He knew the questions were coming. With a smile, he nodded.
"Ten years is a long time."
Another nod.
"Why don't you live together?"
"We're working on it."
Anna smiled. "Really?"
"Top priority when we get back to D.C."
"Marriage?"
"Um." Gibbs chuckled. "Just not something we've really talked about."
"But you're not opposed to it?"
"No." Gibbs shook his head.
"Kids?"
"We have kinda hectic lives right now."
"Lot of options available these days."
"I'm sure." Truth was he had thought about both questions, he and Tony just hadn't talked about them.
"Why Tony?"
"Excuse me?" He looked at her puzzled by the question.
"He was your first."
"My first?"
"The first man you were with." She smirked. "I can tell by the way you look at him. So why Tony? I mean you've been divorced four times?"
"Three." Gibbs hated being reminded of those mistakes.
"So what was it about Tony?"
Gibbs smiled and shook his head. "Everything."
She grinned. "One of those he had you at hello?"
"No." Gibbs chuckled, then smiled again. "Tony can infuriate me, annoy me, and frustrate me like no one else ever has."
Anna laughed. "Not exactly reasons to love him."
"I even love that about him." Gibbs grinned, then sighed. "But he also makes me laugh, draws me out of myself, and reminds me not to take life so seriously. Plus he is one of the most compassionate and caring men I know. Loyal, generous, strong, and countless other things. We complement each other."
"I can see that." Anna nodded. "You're like yin and yang."
"Yeah, something like that." Gibbs saw himself in Tony, the man he used to be when he was happy... like now. He glanced over at Tony, dancing with Sasha, then back at Anna. "Also doesn't hurt that he's sexy as hell."
She broke out in a laugh.
"So do you wanna tell me why you've been so quiet?" Tony asked as he held Sasha. Her behavior these last few days had been completely out of character for her. "I know you miss her, but this isn't about that. We all knew this was coming and you're not normally somber about death."
Sasha shrugged.
"Is this about Jethro? You don't like him?" Tony had a gut feeling she was keeping her distance because she didn't want to upset him by disapproving of Gibbs.
She chuckled. "Did he tell you to ask me that?"
"No." Tony looked confused. "Why would he?"
So Gibbs hadn't told Tony about their conversation.
"You love him, that's all that matters."
"True." Tony nodded. "But I hoped you would like him."
She sighed. "I like him, probably would like him better if the two of you hadn't lied about your relationship."
Tony suddenly stopped moving. She knew.
She kicked his feet to start him moving again.
"There was a good reason for lying."
"Really?" She stared at Tony. "Why, because you're both clueless?"
He couldn't help it, he grinned. "Yeah, sorta."
She rolled her eyes. "He wanted to know if you had feelings for him, is that your excuse too?"
"Kinda." Tony shrugged. "It was nice being with everyone and not hearing. You're such a wonderful guy, why aren't you seeing someone? I could hook you up with my friend's son."
"We all just want you to be happy." She smirked. "And next time just tell us to shut up."
"I'm happy." Tony paused. "In a lot of ways we have been together for ten years. We worked together, became friends, and fell in love long before we both admitted it. We've been through more than most couples will ever go through."
"You know each other, better than either of you know yourselves." Sasha smiled.
Tony nodded with a smile.
"He lets you be yourself, but he has this calming effect on you." She could see it whenever they were together.
Another nod.
"I'm glad you're happy." She kissed his cheek. "And I like Jethro, he's a good man. He loves you, more than you probably realize."
His brow furrowed. "Why do you say that?"
"Because he told me." She smiled.
"You talked to him?"
She nodded. "Last night, he was looking for you when you hid in the observatory."
"Yeah."
"Don't tell him I said he was a good man."
"Why?" Tony asked, confused.
"I gave him a hard time last night." She smirked. "Wanna keep him on his toes."
He laughed. "Make him think you're still watching him, sizing him up, making sure he's good enough for me?"
"Yes."
"Thank you." He kissed her forehead.
"For what?"
"Worrying, caring, loving me." He smiled.
She touched his cheek. "Always."
"What is it?" Gibbs asked, picking up the shot glass.
"You don't ask what it is." Conor shook his head. "You just drink it."
Anna laughed. "I don't think Jethro is normally a shots kinda guy."
"No." Gibbs shook his head.
"Well you're part of this family now and we do shots." Conor held up his glass, Anna, Ian and Michelle clinking theirs against his. They all looked at Gibbs.
Gibbs shrugged, clinked his glass against everyone's, and they all downed the drink.
Conor cleared his throat and looked at Gibbs.
"Not bad." Gibbs shrugged.
Conor smacked Gibbs' shoulder. "See!" He poured another round and the process repeated...several times.
Tony approached just as another round was being poured and touched Gibbs' arm, he was instantly pulled against the older man. "Do I wanna know what number this is?"
"Four... or five. Can't remember." Conor grinned as he grabbed another shot glass and poured Tony one. "Jethro's a good drinker."
"Yeah, I know." Tony looked at Gibbs and grinned. "Just not used to seeing him do shots though."
"Slainte." Conor toasted, raising his glass.
"Slainte." Rang up as everyone drank their shot.
Tony made a face and shook his head. "Terrible." He grabbed a different bottle and poured everyone another shot.
Anna shivered as she sat her glass down. "Okay enough, I have to go play MC."
Tony smirked at Gibbs.
"What?" Gibbs asked.
"Nothing." Tony laughed. "Just never expected you to give into peer pressure."
Pulling Tony against him, Gibbs smiled.
"Are you drunk?"
Gibbs chuckled. "Hardly."
"Then let me pour you another one." Tony grinned.
Raising an eyebrow, Gibbs stared at Tony.
"I think I've seen you drunk once." Tony shook his head. "And I think you pretended to be drunker than you were so Mike would stop filling your glass."
Gibbs leaned in about to say something to Tony when Anna's voice floated through the air.
"Hello everyone."
The large gathering of people immediately quieted.
"Thank you all for coming." She sighed. "Although we lost someone dear to us. Bridget Brennan did not want her death to be a sad somber occasion. Instead, she wanted us to have a party, smile, laugh, and of course have a drink for her."
Everyone cheered.
"She had two final requests. That we'll look after each other, be there for each other, and love each other. And that Deanna would sing a happy song for her. "
A round of clapping as Deanna took to the stage beside Anna. "Deanna is going to sing My Singing Bird, at Bridget's request." Stepping off the stage, Anna made her way back over to the bar.
Singing a capella, Deanna's warm voice cut through the air. The song was beautiful, but with a strong happy tempo that made everyone smile.
"She does have a beautiful voice." Gibbs whispered.
"Yes, she does." Tony agreed leaning back against Gibbs' body listening to the song.
When the song ended, everyone broke into a loud thunderous applause. Deanna nodded and left the stage.
"Okay." Conor said, patting the bar. "Got us all set up."
Tony looked back at the bar and laughed.
"This is a party and we are going to enjoy ourselves so much that we forget everything that happened."
Gibbs chuckled as they all picked up their glasses.
"Are you sure this is my room?" Conor asked, trying to turn the door knob.
"Yeah." Michelle laughed, nowhere near as drunk as him.
Finally getting the door open, the others watched as he stumbled into the room, kicking off his shoes and falling over in the process. Then he collapsed onto the bed.
Michelle pulled the door shut, looking back at the people around her. "Everyone else, okay?"
"Our room's right here?" Ian said leaning against the door just down the hall from Conor's.
"I'm actually the sober one here." Sasha chuckled. "I'll make sure Anna get's to her room."
"I'm not drunk." Anna said and hiccupped, making everyone laugh. "Okay maybe a little."
"Come on." Sasha put Anna's arm over her shoulder. "Let's go."
"NIGHT!" Anna shouted.
"Night."
"We're good." Gibbs nodded at Michelle.
"Night you two." She waved, stumbling slightly.
When Gibbs looked over at their room, Tony had the door open and was standing just inside smiling. He wiggled his finger at Gibbs. Shaking his head, Gibbs stepped inside and closed the door.
Tony grinned. "You're a little drunk?"
"A little." Gibbs smirked. "And you're very drunk."
Grabbing Gibbs by the middle of the shirt, Tony pulled the older man towards him. "I'm just drunk enough."
"Enough for what?"
With a grin, Tony started to unbutton Gibbs' shirt.
"Ahhh right."
"Or are you too drunk?" Tony smirked.
"Never." Gibbs huffed.
"Good." Tony fumbled with the last couple buttons and finally just ripped them open.
Gibbs didn't bother with buttons, instead tugging Tony's shirt up and over his head.
Spinning Gibbs around, Tony pushed him down onto the end of the bed, then tipped his head towards the top of the bed.
Taking the hint, Gibbs dragged his body further up onto the bed. He watched transfixed as Tony removed his belt, undid his pants and they dropped to the floor. Releasing a deep sigh, Gibbs' eyes leered down Tony's naked body. He felt his cock instantaneously harden and press uncomfortably against the zipper of his slacks. Running his hand down his face, he shook his head. Even before this started he knew Tony had always had an effect on him, but he never expected that just seeing Tony naked would overwhelm him.
Climbing onto the bed, Tony stalked up Gibbs' body, his green eyes filled with a feral need.
It was a look Gibbs had never seen in the younger man's eyes and it made his entire body hum with the sexual need between them. Tony stopped half way up his body, sitting atop his hips. That was when he realized Tony still had the belt in his hand. Tony slid the end of the belt through the buckle forming a loop, then looked at Gibbs.
Tony's hand caressed up Gibbs' chest, his eyes locking on blue. "Do you trust me?"
Moistening his suddenly dry lips, Gibbs nodded.
Tony smiled. "Give me your right hand."
Holding up his right hand, Gibbs' eyes never left Tony's as the belt was slipped around his wrist and pulled tight. His arm was pulled above his head and he knew exactly what Tony was doing. As Federal Agents you were taught countless ways to make impromptu handcuffs, the belt trick was one of them. Although, Gibbs was pretty sure Tony had known the trick long before he was taught it at NCIS.
"Other hand." Tony said.
Putting his other arm straight above him, Gibbs felt the leather encircle his other wrist, then felt it pulled snug locking his wrist around a rung in the headboard. It suddenly occurred to Gibbs he had just willingly given Tony control and never even questioned it. His eyes suddenly dilated, his lungs struggling as he took short quick breaths, and his heart thumping against his chest.
Feeling the change in the body beneath him, Tony looked down at Gibbs. His tongue flicked out licking at Gibbs' lips, then nipping at the bottom lip before finally kissing Gibbs brutally. Tony felt Gibbs groan into the kiss, the man kissing him back just as forcefully. Drawing back, just out of reach, Tony gazed down at Gibbs.
"Tony." Gibbs growled, raising his head wanting to capture Tony's lips.
"Never expected you to submit so willingly." Tony chewed at his bottom lip that hungry feral look still blazing in his eyes. Tony saw Gibbs' Adam's apple bob up and down. Leaning down, Tony brushed his lips against Gibbs' ear. "You love me so much, you didn't even think about what you were doing did you?"
"No." Gibbs managed to stammer and heard Tony's sharp intake of breath, then felt the hand clawing up his ribcage.
"Oh." Tony moaned into Gibbs' ear. "The things I'm going to do to you."
Gibbs felt his body tense and he instinctively jerked on the belt.
Pulling back, Tony grinned down at Gibbs. "Believe me there's no getting out of that, I learned from the best...you."
Son of a bitch. Gibbs thought as he watched Tony slide back and sit on his thighs, nimble fingers unbuckled his belt, popped the button, then slowly opened the zipper. He groaned as the fingers barely touched his hard cock.
"So hard and I haven't even touched you yet." Tony shifted again, this time between Gibbs' legs, tugging at Gibbs' pants.
Not needing to be told, Gibbs raised his hips, and Tony dragged the pants down, moved to pull them all the way off, and pushed them off the end of the bed.
Back between Gibbs' legs, Tony licked his lips then kissed and nibbled his way over the bulge in Gibbs' boxers.
Tossing his head back, Gibbs growled as Tony's fingers moved up both his thighs, slipping under the legs of his boxers and stopping just inches from his cock. Seconds later, Tony's hands moved away, then he felt the faint touch unbutton the opening of his boxers, his cock head poking through.
"Oh fuck!" Gibbs snarled as Tony's tongue licked across the head, lapping at the precum already there. He pulled his head up and stared down at Tony.
Meeting Gibbs' gaze, Tony licked his lips and grinned. Then went right back, licking greedily at Gibbs' cock.
God it felt so good... Tony licked across the head, around it, then pressed against the slit. Over and over again.
"Do you want these off?" Tony asked, snapping the waistband of Gibbs' boxers.
"Yes!" Gibbs groaned.
"Say please." At first Tony thought Gibbs was going to refuse. The way Gibbs jaw clenched and his body tensed, but then his body relaxed and he almost seemed calm.
"Please."
Tony smirked as he pulled the boxers down Gibbs' legs, tossing them at the end of the bed with the pants. His eyes skimmed up Gibbs' naked body, pausing at Gibbs' cock, erect and twitching. Making his way back up Gibbs' body, Tony brought them face to face again, his fingertips brushing up the underside of Gibbs' shaft.
Gibbs let out a rumble as his body shook.
Kissing his way up Gibbs' neck, Tony bit at Gibbs' earlobe. "Have you done any ass play?"
It took a moment but Gibbs finally answered. "Yes."
"Really?" Tony was a little surprised. "Just fingers or toys too?"
"Fingers."
"Did you like it?" As he asked Tony's thumb rubbed over the head of Gibbs' cock
"Yes." Gibbs moaned, rocking up into Tony's touch.
"Ummm, good." Reaching over, Tony grabbed the lube from the nightstand and laid it on the bed next to Gibbs. Then his mouth was on Gibbs' again, feasting from the warm lips, his hands caressing up Gibbs' chest, stopping when he found both nipples and letting his thumb rub each to a hard nub.
Ripping their lips apart, Gibbs groaned, yanking at the belt again as Tony bit and kissed down his throat and chest.
Tony's tongue replaced his fingers on Gibbs' right nipple, licking at the nub making Gibbs' upper body arch off the bed. He repeated the process on Gibbs' left nipple with the same result before kissing down Gibbs' stomach. Looking up, Tony saw the blue eyes stare down at him and continuing to look, Tony watched Gibbs' face as he licked up the underside of Gibbs' cock.
Gibbs' lips parted as he moaned at the touch.
Wrapping his lips around the head of Gibbs' cock, Tony sucked hard.
"Tony." Gibbs gasped thrusting up.
Pushing down on Gibbs' hips, Tony slowly took in more of Gibbs' cock, inch by inch, until he reached the base and felt Gibbs' body tremble. That was all it took, Tony bobbed over Gibbs' cock at a steady pace, loving the sounds emanating from his lover. Still Tony wanted more, knew exactly where he wanted this to lead.
Reveling in the feel of his cock in Tony's warm mouth, Gibbs suddenly hissed when he felt the lube covered finger gently enter him, his muscles tightening around the intrusion.
Working his finger in and out slowly, Tony gradually felt Gibbs' sphincter start to relax and the older man rock into the touch. Quickly, Tony added another finger, again the muscles tightened, but this time relaxed a few seconds later allowing Tony to scissor his fingers inside.
Gibbs wasn't sure why it felt so good, maybe it was the combination of having his cock sucked and the fingers inside him...or maybe it was because it was Tony. Either way, the need to come was rapidly consuming him.
Sensing the change in Gibbs' body, Tony thrust his fingers inside Gibbs, the fingertips brushing against Gibbs' prostate.
"FUCK!" Gibbs screamed, his body trembling, he was just about to plunge over the edge when Tony pulled completely off his cock. "Tony!"
Ignoring the way his name was spoken as a plea, Tony stroked Gibbs' cock while he fucked Gibbs with his fingers, making sure to continue to repeatedly make contact with Gibbs' prostate.
He was right there, so close, but it wasn't enough. Gibbs growled as he thrust onto Tony's fingers. "Fuck me!"
"I am fucking you."
"No, fuck me." Gibbs bellowed, jerking hard against the belt and pulling his knees up. Another growl. "Fuck me!"
A few more thrust and Tony pulled out his fingers, hearing the deep groan of loss from Gibbs. Tony crawled up the prone body, then gazed down into Gibbs' eyes.
"Tony." Gibbs panted. His eyes followed Tony's hand as he picked up the lube and rubbed some over his hard cock.
Positioning his cock against Gibbs' opening, their eyes locked against as Tony let the head of his cock gradually slip into Gibbs. "So good." Tony groaned, his upper body descending down as he captured Gibbs' lips.
It only lasted a moment, before Gibbs bit at Tony's bottom lip then ripped their lips apart. "Fuck me."
Without a word, Tony lunged forward burying his cock inside Gibbs. Tony's body shivered as Gibbs muscles clamped around his cock. He forced himself to take a deep breath, then another, before drawing back and giving in. Tony's hands clutched at Gibbs' ribcage as he slammed into his lover at a fevered pace.
Straining against the belt, Gibbs arched his back desperate to touch Tony in some way. The slight change in position pushed his hips down and Tony's cock deeper into him. Gibbs jaw clenched as Tony stilled inside him.
"Damn it!" Tony howled, desperately trying not to come. His body collapsed down onto Gibbs giving the older man exactly what he wanted.
Gibbs' mouth latched onto Tony's neck biting down then kissed the spot. Kissing up Tony's neck, Gibbs snarled into Tony's ear. "Make me come, so close."
Resting on one elbow, Tony's other hand wrapped around Gibbs' cock, stroking hard and fast as he made short quick thrusts into his lover.
"Fuck yes!" Gibbs keened, still struggling against the restraint. "God, I want to touch you!"
"Jethro." The name came out in a breathless sigh. Tony told himself to hold on, enjoy every moment, and feel Gibbs come.
The release started at the base of his spine and shot through the rest of his body like a bolt of lightning. Gibbs knew he was coming, knew he opened his mouth to cry out but never heard any sound. Every muscle in Gibbs' body contracted as he felt his own release against his stomach and chest, a second later he felt the rush of fluid fill his bowels as Tony came inside him.
Unable to hold himself up, Tony grunted as he rolled down onto the bed beside Gibbs, panting for breath. Slowly, his breathing started to calm and he blew out a long breath.
"Get this off me." Gibbs sighed, a slight hint of the boss tone in his voice.
Rolling onto his side, Tony reached up and released the belt.
As soon as one hand was free, Gibbs ripped the belt from the rung and grabbed Tony by the face with both hands crushing their lips together. He pulled Tony down on top of him, his hands clawing up Tony's back then back down.
It caught Tony off guard, the force of the kiss, the demanding caress of Gibbs' hands, still, he went willingly. He was surprised when the kiss grew more passionate and Gibbs' hand grabbed for the back of his neck, knotted in his hair and ripped their lips apart.
"As hot as that was-" Gibbs growled. "I hate not being able to touch you."
A wide smile spread across Tony's lips. "So no more tying your hands?" It came out with a sad sigh.
"One hand." Gibbs smirked.
"I really didn't expect you to let me tie you up so easily."
Gibbs pulled Tony towards him. "I trust you, I want you...and I love you" He nipped up Tony's jaw. "A dangerous combination that will make a man do almost anything."
Tony purred. "Almost anything?"
"Yeah."
Putting his hands on Gibbs' chest, Tony grinned down at the older man. "So there's something you won't do for love?"
Gibbs cocked his head. "Everyone has something they just won't do."
"Like the Meatloaf song. I would do anything for love, but I won't do that."
Gibbs nodded.
Tony laughed. "You have never heard of that song or Meatloaf have you."
Rolling his eyes, Gibbs chuckled. "I know who Meatloaf is. In fact, I knew who Meatloaf was long before you did."
"Oh, showing your age, old man."
"Old man huh?" Gibbs rolled Tony down onto the bed, crushing their bodies together
"Point taken." Tony moaned as Gibbs' hard cock pressed against him.
"Good. Now shower and bed."
Tony sighed. "I'm too tired to shower." He shivered when Gibbs whispered in his ear. "Jethro."
Gibbs climbed out of bed and headed towards the bathroom.
"You're an evil man." Tony groaned as he quickly slipped out of bed and followed Gibbs into the bathroom.