Tony sat at his desk, staring into space. Hearing the elevator ding, he glanced in that direction to see Gibbs come out of the elevator and stroll up to the director’s office.
Tony sighed and looked at his computer, hoping he could distract himself from today’s events.
“Why the sad face, Tony?” Kate asked from her desk
Tony looked over at Kate and imagined her reaction if he told her why he was feeling so depressed. She’d either be disgusted or would laugh at him, or maybe she would just stare at him, not knowing what to do.
He didn’t have the energy to come up with an imaginative and witty comeback. Or to even try to use any brain power. He just felt mentally drained. It was almost like somebody had sucked the life out of him.
“Tony, you okay?” Kate asked when Tony didn’t reply
Snapping out of his reverie, he leveled his gaze to Kate’s and slowly shook his head.
“What’s wrong?” she asked, making to stand up
Before Tony could think of an answer, his phone rang, giving him a viable out. After answering his phone, Tony stood up and left the bullpen, calling over his shoulder that he was going to see Abby.
As he arrived in the lab, he noticed the lack of noise. Abby wasn’t in a happy mood.
“Abs?” Tony called as he entered
“Tony,” Abby replied, appearing from nowhere, “We need to talk,”
“O-kay,” Tony responded, frowning
Abby led Tony into her office and sat him down, making sure to close the doors.
“What’s up?” Tony asked
“You have to talk to Gibbs,” Abby told him, “He’s planning on leaving,”
“Permanently?” Tony asked, feeling lightheaded at the prospect
“Yeah,” Abby responded, “He told me just now. Tony, he loves you. And he wants to have a relationship with you, but he thinks he screwed up so much that you don’t want to be with him,”
Tony frowned, “Why does he think that?”
“Because he’s not thinking straight,” Abby replied, “Tony, if you want him, you have to go get him and knock some sense into him. And if you need a golf club for that, then I have one you can borrow,”
“I was thinking baseball bat,” Tony tried to keep the mood light, even though he felt like he was loosing the battle
“I have one of those too,” Abby smiled, then pushed his chair towards the door, “Go get him, tiger,”
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Gibbs sat in his room with his back against the mattress, replaying his conversation with the Director in his head.
“Tom,” Gibbs greeted as he walked into the Director’s office
“Jethro,” Morrow looked up, “What can I do for you?”
Gibbs sighed, “I want to resign, effective immediately. I can have the – ”
“Gibbs, you’re not going to resign,” Morrow interrupted him
“Excuse me, Sir?” Gibbs asked
“You heard me, Gibbs. I’m not going to let you resign, you’re the best agent NCIS has – ” Morrow told him
“I doubt that very much,” Gibbs interrupted
“ – and I’m not just gonna let you walk out the door,” Morrow continued, ignoring Gibbs’ interruption
“So transfer me,” Gibbs replied
Morrow laughed, “Not gonna do that either, I’m not stupid, Gibbs. Now, tell me why you want to leave,”
“I can’t do that,” Gibbs responded, “It’s personal,”
Morrow grunted, “Fair enough. You have a lot of leave time on the books, Jethro. Maybe you should use up some of that,”
“How long?” Gibbs asked
“As long as you need,” Morrow replied
Gibbs put his head back against his bed, he would have preferred it if he’d made a clean cut from NCIS, but he owed a lot to Tom.
Getting unsteadily to his feet, Gibbs sipped at his bourbon and continued putting his possessions into his duffel bag. Maybe an extended – very extended – leave of absence was just what he needed to get his head screwed on straight.
Gibbs heard his front door slamming open and shut, followed by a yell of “Gibbs!”
Gibbs sighed, not wanting to deal with Tony now, or in the near future. He wanted to yell at Tony to go away, but stopped himself, he hadn’t had that much to drink yet. Although, he’d definitely had that much coffee to. But on the other hand, he was starting to come down from his coffee high and was starting to feel the effects.
“Gibbs!” he heard Tony call again, followed by the sound of the basement door opening and closing
Gibbs sighed and called, “Up here,”
In a few short seconds, Tony appeared at the entrance to his bedroom. After looking at the duffel bag on the bed and clothes spread out around it, he glared at Gibbs, “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?!”
“What does it look like?” Gibbs growled back
“You are not leaving,” Tony replied angrily
“I’m not staying,” Gibbs responded
“Yes, you are,” Tony told him
“Why?” Gibbs asked, turning his full attention to Tony, “Why should I stay?”
“Because I love you,” Tony answered
Gibbs scoffed and returned to packing his clothes
“What? That reason isn’t good enough for you?” Tony asked angrily
“Do you think it should be?” Gibbs asked
“Stop that! Stop answering a question with a question! I want real answers!” Tony shouted
“What? What do you want me to say?! You already know that I think this relationship won’t work, so why bother!” Gibbs responded
“Because it’s worth it. And I think it will work,” Tony responded
“I already screwed it up, DiNozzo. I have three failed marriages behind me and a knack for screwing up anything good I have going and – ” Gibbs told him
“Everybody deserves a second chance,” Tony interrupted
“I’ve already had a second chance, and a third, and a fourth,” Gibbs responded
“Not with me,” Tony told him
“Don’t you get it, Tony? I’m a screw-up! I was never good at relationships and I never will be. You would end up hating me more than you do already. And then you would emphasize this by hitting me over the head with a – ” Gibbs raved
“Baseball bat?” Tony offered, holding up the one he’d hidden behind his back, then explained, “Abby offered it to me. Said that if I couldn’t convince you, I’d just have to knock some sense into you,”
Then he set it aside and stepped closer to the older man, “Gibbs, you’re not a screw-up, far from it. From where I stand, you’re a strong man who tries to make everybody believe you’re a bastard – I’m not sure why, I think it’s because you don’t want anybody to get too close..”
“Is it working?” Gibbs asked
Tony stepped closer, “No. You care deeply about everybody you work with and try to protect them from everything, and when we get injured or anything, you feel as if you’ve failed and that you’re too blame,”
“But you don’t won’t anybody to know how much it affects you. So you build walls to hide behind, so people won’t see how vulnerable you are, you don’t want people to see you as weak – and they don’t,” Tony told him
“I’m assuming you have a point,” Gibbs guessed
“I just think it makes for a pretty lonely life. I mean, there’s gotta be times when the walls break and everything gets to be too much, and when that happens, I want to be the person helping you through it,” Tony replied
“Gibbs, not everybody is perfect. You’re blaming yourself for something so trivial. If you hadn’t pretended to be somebody else, I wouldn’t have told you that I love you. It’s just what you choose to do with that information now,” Tony said
“I still think it’s best that we go our separate – ” Gibbs started, but was interrupted when Tony suddenly kissed him
The kiss finished as abruptly as it began and the two men stared into each other’s eyes. Gibbs licked his lips and descended his onto Tony’s, putting his hand on the back of Tony’s head to draw him closer.
Tony obliged and allowed Gibbs’ tongue entry into his mouth, dueling it with his own tongue. Tony pulled Gibbs hips closer to his own and began rubbing his groin against Gibbs’. Gibbs groaned at the sensation and turned then 180 degrees and pushed Tony onto the bed.
“Ow,” Tony groaned, breaking contact with Gibbs’ lips
“What’s wrong?” Gibbs asked breathlessly, afraid that he’d done something wrong
Tony grimaced and pulled something from underneath himself. As the object appeared, Tony smiled and held them up for Gibbs’ inspection, “Furry handcuffs, Jethro?”
Gibbs blushed and avoided Tony’s gaze
“Something you want to share with me?” Tony asked
“Not really,” Gibbs answered, seeming to go even redder
“Okay, so how long have you had this kink? I mean, they look new,” Tony asked, curiosity getting the better of him
Gibbs sighed, “They are. It just developed; I don’t know…I mean, I haven’t tried them yet, so I don’t…”
Tony nodded and rubbed his groin against Gibbs hard bulge, “Definitely something we’re gonna have to investigate later,”
“Okay,” Gibbs murmured, crushing his lips against Tony’s
Tony sucked on Gibbs tongue and ripped Gibbs shirt off, revealing the white tee-shirt underneath. As they rocked against each other groins, Tony broke off the kiss with Gibbs and slid his hands underneath the tee-shirt and relished the feel of Gibbs skin. Taking the tee-shirt off, Tony swapped their positions so that he was on top.
Gibbs moaned as Tony began suckling on his nipple, wondering why he’d deprived himself of this for so long. Tony’s hands went lower and expertly undid his belt, quickly ridding him of his pants and boxers. Tony made a contented sound and captured Gibbs mouth again.
When they broke for air, Gibbs tugged at Tony’s shirt, complaining, “Too much clothing,”
Tony smiled and ripped off his shirt, revealing a tanned hairless torso. Gibbs frowned and sat up, “I thought you had a hairy chest,”
“And what made you think that?” Tony asked, amused
“I’ve seen you naked before, Tony,” Gibbs reminded him, thinking of the iguana
Tony smiled and made quick work of taking off his pants and boxers. Gibbs smiled when Tony straddled his lap and took up where they left off. The feel of their naked bodies gliding over each other was almost too much for them.
“Supplies?” Tony asked still rubbing against Gibbs cock
“Ah,” Gibbs replied, his brain turning to mush, “Top drawer?”
Tony looked and shook his head, “Negative,”
“Duffel bag?” Gibbs asked
Tony’s face took on a displeasurable expression and he began looking through the bag’s contents, “We are gonna have a serious discussion about his whole leaving thing later,”
“Mmm” Gibbs agreed, closing his eyes
Tony pulled out the supplies and looked at Gibbs, “Right, how we gonna do this?”
Gibbs opened his eyes, “I want, you in me,”
Tony’s eyes darkened with arousal, and asked huskily, “Really?”
“Yeah,” Gibbs responded
“Okay,” Tony replied, lubing up his fingers “But just for the record, I’ve never, been with a guy before,”
“What about that guy from Italy?” Gibbs asked, “You said you had relationship problems with him,”
“Nah, we only fooled around,” Tony responded as he slowly began inserting a finger into Gibbs
Gibbs moaned and closed his eyes. Once Tony had his whole finger in, he began finger fucking him.
“Oh God, yes,” Gibbs moaned
“Does that feel good?” Tony asked huskily, “Damn, you’re so tight,”
“Mmm,” Gibbs replied, almost whimpering when Tony removed his finger
Tony slicked up another finger and inserted both, making Gibbs moan with pleasure. As Tony moved his fingers in and out in rhythm, he hit Gibbs’ magical spot, causing him to arch up off the bed.
Breathing heavily, Gibbs opened his eyes, “What was that?”
“You’re prostate,” Tony replied
“God, never feels like that when the doc does a prostate exam on me,” Gibbs remarked
“I should hope not,” Tony chuckled breathlessly
“You know, for somebody who hasn’t done this before, you seem a lot like you’ve done this before,” Gibbs remarked in between gasps
“Like I said, we fooled around,” Tony responded, hitting Gibbs’ magical spot again, ending the discussion
“Oh, fuck,” Gibbs moaned, “Tony, if you don’t get in me now, you’ll miss the final act,”
Pulling out his fingers, Tony slid on the condom and slicked up his cock. “You ready?” he asked as he lined himself up with Gibbs’ hole
“You need a written invite?” Gibbs asked impatiently
Tony slowly pushed forwards, turning Gibbs into a pile of nonsensical goo. When Tony was fully inside Gibbs, he began rocking backwards and forwards. The feel of being inside Gibbs made Tony almost come before even moving.
“Oh, fuck yes,” Tony moaned, enjoying the sensation, “You’re so hot and tight,”
Tony knew when he hit Gibbs’ prostate again, as Gibbs gasped and began muttering something unintelligible. Tony reached up and kissed Gibbs soundly, dueling Gibbs’ tongue for dominance.
“Oh, god, so close, Tony,” Gibbs moaned
Tony reached between them and began stroking Gibbs’ cock in synchronization with the rhythm he set.
Gibbs closed his eyes, “Oh…oh, god, Tony,”
“You’re so hot right now, Jethro,” Tony told him, increasing the speed, capturing Gibbs mouth again
As they broke off the kiss for oxygen, Gibbs moaned, “Need to…Tony,”
Tony leaned down and whispered into Gibbs’ ear, “Come for me, Jethro, come now,”
In answer, Gibbs bucked up, moaning his name and shooting his load over their bare chests. The sight of Gibbs coming pushed Tony over the edge and he came deep inside Gibbs’ body.
Author's Chapter Notes:
Tony and Gibbs finally talk...
Chapter End Notes:
Here's the next chapter. This one's longer than the others, got a bit caught up with writing it and decided to post it all.
Hope you like it! Please review! It makes me feel all warm and tingly!
Hope you like it! Please review! It makes me feel all warm and tingly!