NCIS - What's in a Kiss

Title: What’s in a Kiss?
Author: Aether
Fandom: NCIS
Rating: PG – 13 more for implication than actual description
Pairing: Gibbs/Dinozzio
Story Summary: Why wont Gibbs kiss Tony?
Archive: Yep if you want it please just drop me a note
Disclaimer: Not mine, all property of someone else, no money being made
Warning: PWP and not Beta’d



“Can I come in?”

Leaning against the door frame, Gibbs deliberately allowed his gaze to drift down Tony’s body, watching the way he shifted under such scrutiny. Stepping back he gestured for him to come in. Shutting the door he reached out and dragged Tony’s body back to him. Wrapping an arm around the wide chest, the startled oomph made him grin. Licking a wet trail up the throat he bit an ear.

“Bed” he growled softly, pressing his knee into Tony’s he nudged him along the hallway. Feeling the body freeze, Gibbs growled in frustration as Tony suddenly turned in his arms.

“No, I . . . we” threading fingers into dark hair Gibbs yanked Tony’s head back and bean to bite roughly at his throat making sure not to leave marks.

As the familiar feelings of need flooded through him, Tony began to arch up into Gibbs but as he turned his head to capture Gibbs lips the deliberate shift away made him jerk back.

“Damn It Gibbs” he muttered, holding his hands up to ward of Gibbs approach he took a couple of steps back just to make sure.

"Why is it you'll fuck me through the floor.” Throwing his hands up, Tony turned to face Gibbs who was now leaning comfortably against the wall “You'll turn my world into a sensual haze of lust and depravity,” watching Gibbs lips twist into a smirk it was all Tony could do not step back into his arms “but,” he muttered “you won't kiss me.”

Stopping, he dropped his hands to his side “I just want ya to kiss me like you care...." Staring at an unmoving Gibbs, Tony sighed dragging a hand through his hair “stupid huh” stepping past Gibbs he grabbed the door, turning back he allowed his gaze to sweep down Gibbs body before leaving.

*****

Sitting at his desk, Tony stared at the computer screen, every now and then his gaze would flick to the left and check the clock, watching the minuets tick by, every second it came closer to 8 he could almost feel the sweat build.

“You know if you look any more nervous” laughing out loud as Tony almost jumped out of his seat, Kate dropped her bag onto the desk and swung herself down onto the chair “what’s the matter there, guilty conscience?”

Mock glaring, Tony rolled his eyes and tried to look as through he was concentrating on the screen.

Grinning over at Tony, Kate inclined her head to McGee as he sat down at his desk.

“What’s the matter Tony” flicking his gaze over to McGee

“Nothing Probie” reclining back in his chair, Tony dragged up his fake smile “Kate’s just on one”

Hearing the lift doors ping, Tony winced slightly and ducked his head down, once again concentrating on his screen.

Raising an eyebrow at Tony’s behavior Kate caught McGee’s gaze who shrugged back. Watching Gibbs walk across the room his stride purposeful, she could almost see Tony sinking further and further into his seat as Gibbs got closer.

Mentally cursing himself Tony knew he shouldn’t have said anything last night, shouldn’t have rocked the boat and now, now he was in the awkward position of having to deal with Gibbs. Trying to relax, he somehow managed to unclench his shoulders. Eyes scanning the screen he slowly scrolled down. Looking for all intense and purposes as though he was working, a part of him still tracked Gibbs progress across the floor. Watching him get caught by someone needing a signature Tony managed to unwind a little bit more.

Not being able to kiss Gibbs hadn’t at first bothered him, the physical pleasure at being close to him was great, the feel of hands pinning him to the bed, a cock splitting him open had driven all insecurities away. Until, well until Abbey and Kate. He’d walked in on them discussing, amazingly enough, Pretty Woman, a film he couldn’t believe either of them had watched. They were full out arguing about the fact Julia’s Roberts character wouldn’t kiss. Whilst teasing them un-mercilessly it had got him thinking. Why wouldn’t Gibbs kiss him?

Jumping as a hand clapped him on his shoulder; Tony swung his chair around and looked up into Gibbs face.

“Hey Boss” he muttered grin firmly in place, feeling the hand glide from his shoulder to cup his jaw, Tony froze in shock as Gibbs dropped his head towards him.

“Last night” Gibbs murmured voice for only Tony “You left before you gave me a chance”

Frowning slightly Tony shifted in his seat “What?”

Cut off from speaking Tony gasped in shock as Gibb’s slid his mouth down over his. The hand cupping his jaw moved to the back of his hair where fingers tangled in his hair and tugged his head further back. Groaning softly at the feel of a tongue sliding into his mouth, Tony found himself almost melting into the feeling and taste of Gibbs. Kissing back, he was somewhat disappointed as Gibbs slowly pulled back. Dropping one last brief kiss down on the upturned lips, Gibbs smirked down at Tony.

“I’ve got a meeting be back by 10” stepping away, Gibbs picked up his coffee cup, gesturing slightly to a shocked Kate he bit back his smirk “I’ll need the report when I get back”

“Yeah sure thing boss” Kate almost stuttered out.

Watching Gibbs run up the stairs Kate stood up and almost ran to Tony’s desk, McGee on her heels.

“What the hell was that?”

Still somewhat dazed Tony blinked at Kate before offering up a real smile.