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Tony was lying on the couch, iPod in hand, music so loud that his eardrums were just able to survive. His whole body tingled like he was slowly burning up from the inside.

Thank god he'd already showered before breakfast. He'd tried everything he could come up with – he'd seen three movies, watched infomercials, read a book, listened to music, nothing helped to drown out the sounds Gibbs had made. They were on replay in his memory and he couldn't get away from them, no matter how hard he tried.

He jumped up from the couch and went into the bedroom. Maybe a run would help. He'd just run and keep running until he was so tired all he could think about was his blisters. Even undressing himself to change into a pair of shorts was torturous. Again he remembered how he'd slept with Gibbs' hard cock against his ass. How good Gibbs had tasted and how he'd almost come himself when his boss had praised him with that feral look in his eyes.

He refused to be ashamed about what he wanted. Having the desire to give himself over to someone wasn't about weakness. The trust they had in each other truly made them equals – they just thrived on the high it gave them; to lay your fait in someone's hands, or control it.

He kept a fast pace as he left the house behind him and ran towards the park. His breathing grew shallow and he pushed himself further. After an hour he reached the spot in the park where he'd started and he leaned against a tree, exhausted.

"Wow", a voice laughed, "I've seen you look better."

He turned around and grinned. Shit, supermarket girl. What was her name again? His brain didn't seem capable of doing anything right anymore.

"Tracy!" He smiled, trying to hide the relief. "How are you?"

"Great, you?"

He nodded with a grin, deciding that he probably shouldn't elaborate on why he was running like a mad man.

"On your way to work?"

She shook her head. "Well, yeah, in a way. I'm not working today but I have to buy groceries so…"

"Oh, great! Can I tag along?" Tony asked with a smile. This was what he needed, distraction, to get out of the house and do something.

As Tony walked back to the house, he cursed. They'd agreed to meet twenty minutes later in front of the house as she lived just a few houses down the street. But it was only now that Tony realized he was going to have to take a shower. Crap!

He groaned as the scalding hot water ran over his back. The tension in his shoulders dissipated somewhat and he took a minute to recuperate from the past few days. The torture began anew and he remembered Gibbs guiding him over his cock. God, he'd never experienced anything hotter than that.

He panicked as his cock twitched and he tried to think about Vance and McGee getting it on. He winced at the thought but at least it helped – a little. He growled and beat the wall with his fist. He knew without a doubt that the reward would be great but he hoped that he would survive this day first.

He had fun with Tracy in the store; she was fun. She talked about her husband and daughter and soon they were laughing as they walked through the isles.

Tony had just finished his tomato sauce and was arranging lasagna sheets in baking dish. He poured the sauce over them and alternated between pasta and sauce until he got to the top. He added a royal layer of cheese and put it in the oven.

If he was going to be frustrated, he might as well eat. He closed the oven and took off his oven mitts. As he was cleaning up the kitchen he heard the front door open and close, causing his heart to skip a beat. He ran to the door and grinned broadly when he saw Gibbs standing there.

Tony practically jumped in the older man's arms and tightened his arms around him.

"I've missed you." He mumbled in Gibbs' neck, dizzy, as he smelled the other man. The silver haired man hugged him back and kissed his temple. Being in Gibbs' arms caused his desire to crash in and he sought out Gibbs' lips. Tony tried to get impossibly close as their tongues danced together and he pushed himself against the older man's body. Gibbs groaned in the kiss and squeezed Tony's ass, pressing their groins together. He backed away and gave Tony one more kiss before he started to empty his pockets.

Tony watched as Gibbs put away his wallet, keys and phone. He wanted to get down on his knees again more than anything but he would let Gibbs make the decision.

"I've been good." He whispered.

Gibbs smiled freely.

"I knew you would." He answered as if it was the most common thing in the world to ask someone not to touch themselves. He approached Tony and turned the younger man around so his back was touching his stomach. His hand traveled across his stomach to his crotch while the other held Tony's hip close to him.

"All day I've been thinking about you. All. Day." He growled as he cupped Tony's cock through his pants and rubbed his hand against it. The Italian made shallow thrusts into his hand and Gibbs could smell his arousal already.

"Do you have to work tonight?" he asked in Tony's ear, smirking as the younger man shivered.

"Mmhyes. I start at – at ten." Tony could barely form a coherent thought, let alone a whole sentence. He panted as Gibbs' hand continued the sweet torture and his fingernails scratched at the older man's pants. Gibbs' hand moved lower and his fingertips grazed his balls, causing him to whimper as he jutted his hips.

"You made dinner?" Gibbs suddenly asked. God, why wasn't he fucking him already instead of all these stupid questions?

Tony could only nod.

"How long before it's done?"

"Forty-five minutes" Tony panted as he reached behind him and cupped Gibbs' neck to pull him closer. The older man nipped his sensitive skin and Tony mewled at the sensation. Gibbs' hand slowed its movements and squeezed slowly.

"So hard for me." Gibbs ground out as he thrust against Tony's ass. He wondered how much the younger man could take. He'd started torturing him to see when Tony would give up and take control but it looked like Tony really wanted to give it up to him. He'd regretted the blowjob as soon as he'd closed the door that morning. He didn't know if Tony had ever given up control before and he probably should've gone slower with the younger man. But the memory of his pretty lips around his cock and Tony swallowing his cum made his dominant side hard to ignore.

Gibbs steered Tony towards the bedroom and he pushed the younger man on the bed, swallowing when Tony crawled up the mattress until he was lying in the middle, his legs parted a little. Gibbs undressed him slowly, suppressing the urge to take him there and then as Tony bucked up his hips when he took of the younger man's boxers.

Finally Tony was naked for him and he took a moment to admire the view. He sat on the bed between Tony's legs and pushed them further apart. The younger man's chest rose and fell with shallow breaths and his eyes grew wide when Gibbs lay down between his legs.

He didn't give Tony any warning before his mouth latched onto the younger man's balls and he sucked. Tony bucked up with a surprised shout and Gibbs held the Italian's hips down with one hand while the other stroked from his knee to his groin and squeezed his leg. Gibbs' tongue lapped over his heavy sac and Tony could feel the stirring in his stomach as his climax came closer. The older man hadn't even licked his cock but he would come like this if he didn't stop. As if Gibbs had heard him, he backed away and pressed butterfly kisses on his legs.

His breathing grew a little slower and Tony closed his eyes.

Gibbs had trouble to stop a smirk when he began again and sucked half of Tony's cock into his warm mouth. He could see the younger man grab a fistful of the blanket on the bed and squeezed so hard that the color drained from his fingertips.

Every time he would lick and suck until the younger man started to tense and he was panting rapidly. He was moaning constantly and giving little thrusts with his hips that he couldn't possibly control.

Eventually, after he'd kept Tony from coming for the fifth time in a row, Gibbs decided that it was enough. He rolled Tony's balls between his fingers while he bobbed up and down over Tony's hard length. The tip of Tony's cock was purple from the torture and Gibbs sucked it between his lips, swirling his tongue around it. As he took the whole length in his mouth and sucked hard, Tony's hand latched onto his shoulder and the younger man squeezed hard.

"GibbsGibbsGibbsGibbs!" he ranted as his hips bucked harder to meet the older man's lips.

Gibbs knew he was asking for his permission to come and he stroked Tony's thigh in an affectionate gesture. He continued his onslaught until Tony tensed up and his cock grew a little harder. Then he exploded into Gibbs' mouth with a loud wail.

Tony was nearly sobbing as he kept jutting his hips, riding out his orgasm. Gibbs was still sucking hard and Tony felt like he was going to lose consciousness. Never in his life had anything felt this good. Gibbs swallowed the younger man's cum and cleaned his cock before letting it fall from his lips.

He chuckled as he watched the younger man slowly come off his high. Tony had laid an arm on his eyes and tremors ran over his whole body. Gibbs lay down beside him and wrapped his arms around the younger man, holding him close.

"You did so good." He murmured and smiled when Tony nuzzled his neck with a content sigh. He continued to gently stroke the younger man until he came off his high.

"That was so worth it", Tony sighed as he kissed Gibbs' chest.

As Gibbs pushed him on his back and kissed him thoroughly until his lips were bruised, Tony felt like the whole world around them had vanished. It scared him a little, the realization that he was falling hard for the older man and he wouldn't want it any other way.

Eventually Gibbs broke the contact and they dressed again. Tony had rarely been in a situation where he wouldn't let everything fall for food but now he found he wasn't really that hungry at all.

As they sat down at the table and Gibbs started telling him about his day however, all the tension seemed to vanish in thin air. Gibbs told him about the torturous exercises he'd come up with and Tony laughed as he imagined the look on the guys' faces. He realized that they'd barely changed – their bond had just grown even stronger than it'd been before. Gibbs had a spark in his eyes that Tony hadn't seen for a while and it tugged at his heart.

"Adriano?... Hey, Adriano!"

Tony jerked his head up. Remember your goddamn name, DiNozzo.

The client held up his empty glass with a smile and Tony nodded, smiling back. It was a busy night at the bar and Tony was functioning on autopilot, tapping one beer after another. Roya was serving a table on the other side of the room and had left him in charge of the customers at the bar.

The two women he'd met with Gibbs when he'd been in the park were there too and they had taken him under their wing like he was a Navy wife too. He was laughing at one of their stories when he heard the bell, signaling the door had opened. He looked over and felt his stomach knot – Mark was standing there. God he so didn't need this right now, this would probably be another night of fighting off the other man's desperate attempts at getting his attention.

Anna, one of the women at the bar, turned around to follow his line of sight.

"Oh no, Mark."

"What do you mean 'oh no'?" Tony frowned.

She shrugged and turned back around.

"Let's just say that he likes to get plastered and cause a scene. Last month he caused three fights until they banned him from the bar. Apparently he's off probation."

Tony frowned as he washed the empty glasses on the bar. So Mark seemed to have a temper… No, this was crazy; he wasn't capable of murder… was he?

Mark approached the bar and sat down at the end. Tony reluctantly walked over to him and asked him for his order.

"Something strong" Mark just answered as he got his phone out of his back pocket and typed something.

He nodded at Tony as the Italian placed a whiskey in front of him. He glanced at the TV hanging behind the bar and shook his head.

"So sad."

Tony turned around to see what was on and recognized the news footage from the latest murder victim. The local networks were still asking for info as to who had seen something related to the crimes. Tony wondered what he should do – should he play dumb, see what Mark told him about it? Or would it be weird if he pretended like he hadn't heard the news? He decided to go with the first option.

"Oh? What happened?" he frowned, knowing how innocent he looked with his big eyes and little pout.

Mark shrugged. "Few men got killed."

He looked Tony straight in the eye as he spoke.

"Just awful. Killer raped and strangled them before leaving them by the side of the road without their clothes."

Tony's insides froze as he forced himself to play along.

"Wow. That's… awful, yeah." He had trouble keeping his voice steady and he straightened his back.

"Be right back." Mark nodded and continued texting.

Tony forced himself to walk slowly to the door. He closed it behind him and gulped in the fresh air outside. He continued to walk a couple of feet until he was out of sight from the people in the bar. His fingers trembled as he got his phone out of his pocket and dialed the number.

He waited for what felt like hours while his phone beeped, signaling that it was making the call but no one was answering yet. Finally the person on the other line picked up and he whispered anxiously.

"Derek!" he hissed, not taking the risk of someone listening in on him while he used the other man's real name.

"T… Adriano? What's wrong?" Gibbs' voice sounded worried instantly.

"The case. Did we ever release that the victims were raped?"

"No, why?"

Tony opened his mouth to answer when he felt the cold metal push against his nape.

TBC! I think there will be two more chapters after this one, three at most. Hope you liked it! X