Ugh, I'm the worst! Real life kept getting in the way and I couldn't find the time to write please don't kill me yet! I think you'll like this chapter X

Gibbs steered Tony in the general direction of the bedroom. They were not yet accommodated to their new house so they bumped against all the corners they encountered on the way to the bed. Neither man seemed to be ready to break their hungry kiss so Tony laughed breathlessly against Gibbs' lips as the older man pushed him against the wall next to the door.

"You missed." He teased as he pulled off the older man's hoodie and released a shuddering breath when the muscles in Gibbs' arms flexed as the man tightened his hold on him.

"Get in that bed and I won't miss next time." Gibbs growled back and he smirked when Tony gulped audibly and fell onto the mattress as his knees hit the edge of the bed and gave way.

Gibbs' attention was all focused on him but still, Tony found it difficult to flip the switch and forget about the guy who'd been so furious with Gibbs. All the older man had said about him was that he'd fucked him. But when? Had they been dating? How did it end? Not good apparently, if the fight outside the house earlier was anything to go by.

Tony tried to put all the questions out of his mind but the hurt and angry look of Javier seemed to be burnt into his retinas. He couldn't take this leap without knowing how Gibbs felt. How did he feel, anyway?

"What's wrong?" Gibbs sighed as he backed away and sat at the end of the bed.

"Wh-nothing's wrong, why?" Tony reached out for Gibbs and the older man resisted when Tony tried to pull him closer.

"You're suddenly all tensed up. You tell me." Gibbs' heart thundered in his chest. God, he'd been so close to giving himself over to the younger man when the Italian had probably just acted on an impulse and regretted it already.

It was silent for a while, the only sound their labored breathing that slowly went back to normal. Eventually Tony seemed to have gathered his thoughts and spoke again.

"It's just… who was that, outside? I need to know, does this happen to every guy you… you know, fuck?" The last word was barely a whisper as if Tony himself didn't believe that that had been about to happen between them.

Gibbs' eyes grew comically large as he understood what the Italian was saying. How could the younger man possibly think that he could ever make love to him and then just walk away? He reached out his hand and softly squeezed Tony's fingers when the younger man intertwined them.

Gibbs wanted to explain but nothing came out. If this was about lust for Tony and he admitted to loving the younger man, Tony would probably flee so fast that he'd leave a Tony-shaped hole in the front door.

Tony saw his indecisiveness as unwillingness to talk and he sighed before scooting to the edge of the mattress to get up. Gibbs knew that he had to talk or Tony would just see himself as another bootycall but it was like his throat was glued shut and he couldn't even move his lips properly. A strangled sound came out and Tony looked at him worriedly.

"Gibbs. It's okay; we'll just pretend this didn't happen. Probably just weird feelings because of the undercover thing anyway."

"No!" the older man choked out and Tony's heart skipped a beat when he saw panic clearly written in the normally cool blue eyes of his boss. He sat back on the bed and waited patiently as the older man clearly talked himself into opening up.

"We enlisted together." Gibbs confessed hoarsely. "Started out as plain old friendship but we… I don't know. Somewhere along the way feelings got involved. First it'd be stolen kisses in the corridors of the ship and careful smiles across the room until we were looking for empty rooms and it got out of hand."

Tony didn't know what to say as jealousy raged inside him and he felt bad for the older man at the same time. He remembered DADT and instantly knew who'd been the sensible one and had ended the relationship.

"Don't ask, don't tell…" he mumbled and Gibbs nodded distractedly.

"Yeah… I couldn't take the risk. The corps was all I had – couldn't go back to Stillwater." He seemed to be lost in thought for a moment and Tony could see how Gibbs struggled with the decision he'd had to make. Of course the older man would still feel responsible and he could see how Javier showing up had rattled him.

"Do you miss him?" Tony forced the words over his lips, trying not to bolt as he didn't really want to know the answer. Surprisingly, Gibbs chuckled and shook his head.

"No. Long time ago." Gibbs raised his head and gazed in Tony's eyes as if he'd find the answers there. Only years of experience as an investigator by Gibbs' side caused Tony to see the spark of affection in the older man's eyes as he looked at him.

"DADT is over." He whispered.

Gibbs only nodded.

"There's no ship in DC but we can do stolen kisses and empty rooms at NCIS. But just so you know, I'll be pissed if you dump me so you should think about it and-"

Tony halted his rant when Gibbs grabbed his wrist and jerked him closer until their noses nearly touched. The older man searched his eyes as if he was looking for the hidden trap but he seemed satisfied as he closed the remaining distance and let their lips meet.

The kiss was so soft, so full of promise and Tony brought up one hand to stroke through Gibbs' silver strands as he kissed him back. He slowly licked the older man's bottom lip and Gibbs pushed them down on the mattress as he opened up and the kiss grew hungrier.

Tony wrapped his legs around Gibbs' waist and he arched his hips to get some friction as his rapidly hardening dick ached for the other man's touch. Gibbs rubbed their cocks together and they both moaned softly, unable to break the established eye contact.

Gibbs kissed a path from the corner of Tony's mouth down his jawline, his throat and to his ear.

"You should take your shirt off if you don't want to lose the buttons."

The older man's husky voice combined with the grinding of his hard cock against his own made Tony unable to coordinate his fingers to undo the buttons. Gibbs' dirty chuckle nearly made him come undone and he finally got the buttons after what felt like an eternity of struggling with them.

Gibbs pushed the shirt off his arms and threw it across the room, not looking to see where it fell. He left a trail of kisses and soft bites across the younger man's tanned skin and he looked up again to find Tony's hooded eyes as he slowly slid down the zipper on the Italian's jeans. He squeezed the bulge, causing the younger man to buck his hips with a low moan.

Gibbs teased the skin under Tony's boxers with his fingertips, watching the man under him claw at the mattress as he pushed his hand deeper. Tony tugged his shirt over his head and flung it across the room. He shoved his hands under Gibbs' pants and squeezed his ass roughly, reveling in the growl the older man let out. Gibbs thrust against his cock again and Tony's hold on him only tightened, causing them to spiral out of control.

Tony pushed at the fabric covering Gibbs' ass, desperately trying to get rid of it. Gibbs reached between their stomachs with his other hand and quickly undid his own pants, kicking them off his legs while his other hand tugged the younger man's jeans down. Boxers and socks followed until, finally, everything was naked, hot skin.

Gibbs thrust again and slammed his eyes shut as the heat in his stomach spread to every fiber in his body. Tony met his thrusts and tossed his head back, moaning unabashedly. Gibbs dipped his head and nibbled at the soft skin of Tony's throat, swallowing hard when the younger man brought up his hand and pushed Gibbs' head harder against his throat.

God, he wanted to make the Italian all his.

He bit down as he thrust again and felt the edge coming closer as Tony mewled and scratched at his back. It was too much and he'd been waiting for it too long. As Gibbs lost control, he pushed his arm under Tony's head so the man was as close to him as humanly possible. Tony craned his neck and kissed the older man's biceps, unable to come up with a single moment in his life where he'd felt safer than he did now. He felt the familiar stirring in his stomach and forced them closer together, squeezing his legs around Gibbs' waist.

"So close." He panted and bit his lip as Gibbs rubbed their slick bodies together. He never wanted this moment to end, Tony thought as he looked up to memorize every little detail about the older man.

Gibbs seemed to read his thoughts as he dipped his head and whispered in his ear.

"I will never let you go. Come for me."

Tony blindly followed the order and bucked his hips as he spilled his cum between their stomachs with a howl of pleasure.

"God, Tony!" Gibbs moaned as he thrust hard and came over Tony's chest. The Italian reached out to cup Gibbs' neck and slammed their lips together as Gibbs kept thrusting slowly, both riding out their climax.

The older man fell beside him and Tony turned on his side to lie closer to him, unwilling to give up the source of heat just yet. Gibbs pressed soft kisses in the younger man's hair and lazily drew patterns with his fingertips on the Italian's tanned back. Tony could barely focus on anything else than the words Gibbs had spoken to him just moments before.

"You're thinking too loud." Gibbs mumbled. Tony looked up and smiled coyly.

"Did you like that?" the younger man asked as he bit his lip, probably not even aware he was doing it. Tony always wanted to make him happy but the thought of Tony wanting to please him in here was even hotter than at work. He tugged at Tony's hair, canting the younger man's head back so he could nip at his throat.

"Oh yeah, you made me happy", he smirked. "You?"

Tony smiled and nodded quickly but Gibbs knew, with a single look, that there was more.

He narrowed his eyes slightly as he took in the way they were laying on the bed; Tony curled up in a ball in his arms. He only had to gaze at the younger man for a moment before he began to fidget and cast his eyes down.

"Tony", Gibbs sighed, "talk to me." Was he still having doubts?

Tony took in a deep breath and spit out the words.

"Ilikeditalotbutyoucanbealitt leyouknowrougherthenexttime"

"Excuse me?" Gibbs chuckled and he backed away a little to get a better read on the furiously blushing man.

"I like it h… harder sometimes." Tony confessed, still mumbling but at least talking a little slower.

"Sometimes?" Gibbs asked, eyebrow raised in question.

"Always." Tony conceded and he ducked away as if he couldn't take the look of rejection that undoubtedly radiated off of his boss right now. Gibbs tilted his chin up with two fingers and as soon as their eyes met, he kissed Tony possessively. He forced his tongue in the younger man's mouth and the low moan he received shot straight to his groin.

Tony moaned again as he could feel Gibbs hardening against his stomach; he did this. A surge of pride made him dizzy and his hand moved downwards but before he reached Gibbs' cock, the older man stopped him with a hand around his wrist.

Gibbs kissed the younger man's pulse point and rolled him over on his other side. Then he reached down and picked up his t-shirt from the floor. He cleaned off their stomachs and lay down behind Tony. The younger man couldn't resist rubbing his ass against Gibbs' groin but again he was stopped. Before the doubt could settle in his mind, his boss bit his neck softly and tugged his body closer until they were touching everywhere.

There was nothing to focus on but Gibbs' erection against his ass and Tony thought the flare of lust would knock him unconscious.

"Go to sleep." Gibbs' husky voice only wound him up further.

"How can I possibly sleep like this?!" Tony growled, the frustrated sound growing into a moan as Gibbs' cock twitched.

"Just until you know this is more than sex." Gibbs made his voice sound steady but he made an enormous effort not to throw the man down and use his body until he couldn't see straight. He loved the Italian, he'd known that for years. But he was afraid Tony's version of rough had something to do with pink, fluffy handcuffs. Dominance could be the hottest thing, as long as you chose it consciously. So he waited, until the younger man gave him a sign that he was truly ready.

Tony rolled on his back and winced when his back cracked. It had been a night from hell – all his muscles were tense from trying to keep still as Gibbs' steel cock pushed against his ass. Eventually he'd fallen in a restless sleep where he'd been tortured further with images of Gibbs fucking him senseless.

It'd been a long time since he'd let himself be taken by another man. It had been all women in his bed since he'd joined NCIS. He'd known from the start that he wanted to stay here and nothing could jeopardize that. So he went on dates with cute brunettes and had slow, boring sex with them while he thought about the passion he only felt with men.

His craving for dominance had nothing to do with low self-esteem or other clichés about the topic. He just found there were few things hotter than total surrender to another human being. It required a huge amount of trust but when he gave himself over and reached that high… he couldn't think of a greater reward than that feeling.

His stomach made itself known as he picked up the smell of bacon and coffee and he stumbled out of bed to take a quick shower. When he finally came out of the bathroom into the kitchen, Gibbs sat there at the table reading the paper as if they'd been living together for the past twenty years. He chuckled at the mere absurdity of it and poured himself a large mug of coffee.

Gibbs winced at the amount of sugar and milk the younger man added. He was just going to wait and see what Tony did. The last thing he wanted was push him. Tony sat down across from him and started to make a sandwich.

"So…" he began as he was about to take a bite out of it, "when are you going to fuck me, Jethro?"

Gibbs' eyebrows nearly shot into his hairline. The direct approach, he hadn't seen that coming. Tony pretended to eat calmly as he looked Gibbs in the eye. He had used Gibbs' first name for a reason; he was making this personal and the older man knew it. They'd been friends for years but he rarely called his boss anything other than 'Gibbs'. To start now meant he was looking for something more than they already had.

"When I feel like it", the older man finally answered with a smirk.

Tony nodded. The older man was already making it known that he made the decisions. He tried to push the thoughts of Gibbs aside and ate his breakfast. Hopefully it would get easier after Gibbs left. He had an appointment at the barracks today to meet the Marines he was going to train.

Gibbs got up from the table and cleaned his plate and mug before disappearing in the bathroom. Tony nearly choked on his coffee when the man came out ten minutes later; he was wearing the uniform that had been made for him.

'AVERY' could be read on the name tag but Tony couldn't forget for a single minute that this was Gibbs. Jesus – as if this wasn't already torturous enough, the older man had to put on a uniform. He looked like sex on a stick and Tony licked his lips unconsciously.

Gibbs smirked as he turned away. He knew he was torturing Tony. He could already see the trouble Tony had to wait for Gibbs' first step. His pupils were dilated and he shuffled on his seat whenever Gibbs looked at him. But Tony was torturing him too – he'd been hard since the younger man had licked his lips. He glanced at his watch. He had ten minutes to spare before he had to go. Would he… No, that was just cruel. He gazed back at Tony and the Italian stretched himself, his shirt riding up and revealing the tanned skin underneath. Oh, it was on.

He went to stand by the door.

"Tony." The younger man looked up instantly, sending another flare of lust down his spine.

"Come say goodbye." He said as he pointed to the floor before his feet. He watched as Tony swallowed hard and got up from the chair to stand before him. Gibbs just stared at him and he lowered himself on his knees for the older man.

Gibbs' fingers of one hand stroked through the hair on his nape and the other hand undid his own pants. He jerked down the zipper and got his hard cock out of his pants. He didn't bother sugarcoating it and pushed the tip between Tony's lips.

The younger man moaned and licked it obediently. Gibbs' hold on his neck tightened and he bucked his hips, guiding more of his dick into the warm mouth.

"God", he groaned as he moved in and out of Tony's mouth, "I should've just let you suck my dick when you came into the building ten years ago. You'd have been hired on the spot. Show me how happy you can make me."

His eyes rolled back as Tony eagerly took in more until his nose nearly touched his own stomach. He pressed Tony closer for just a moment before he released his hold again but the younger man protested. As he looked down, those large green eyes stared up at him and he couldn't take it anymore.

He grabbed Tony's face and thrust faster. Tony just tightened his lips and kept moaning in a way that drove Gibbs crazy. The younger man's head bobbed up and down over his cock and Gibbs felt his orgasm approach rapidly.

"God, Tony. So good." He groaned. He pinched Tony's nose closed until the younger man had to open his mouth and then he took his cock in his hand, jerking it hard and fast until he tipped over the edge. He watched as thick ropes of cum hit Tony's tongue and he slid his cock back in the younger man's mouth. Tony eagerly cleaned it off and kept sucking him until he'd gone soft and he zipped his pants back up.

"Good boy", Gibbs growled as Tony rested his head against his leg. Gibbs crouched down until he was looking straight into the younger man's eyes as he cupped his cock and squeezed it.

"You did good", he said as he roughly rubbed Tony's balls and cock through his sweatpants. The younger man had fisted his hands into his uniform and panted harshly, waiting for the inevitable release.

Then Gibbs got on his feet and opened the door.

"Don't touch yourself without my permission." His voice was like steel as he gazed down at the younger man.

Tony's shocked expression was the last thing he saw before he closed the door behind him.

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