Bring It On Home To Me - II

Gibbs moaned and arched under Tony's touches, and reached up, and ran his hands over Tony's shirt, and raised it up halfway over his head.
 
Tony lifted his arms, making Gibbs remove his shirt fully. He'd forgotten about his bruises for a second but as soon as his shirt was gone he got self-consious about them. Tony soon busied himself with pushing Gibbs' shirt up, leaning up soon after to kiss and nip at the newly exposed skin on the man's upper torso.
 
Tony had a throaty groan escape him, wrapping his arms around Gibbs' neck as he kissed back. He didn't feel uncomfortable at all, Gibbs was familiar to him.
 
Gibbs had hoped he wasn't pushing any boundaries with Tony, and he pushed the man onto his back, and smirked at him, before kissing over his chest.
 
Tony moved with Gibbs' push, soon moaning a bit at the kisses. His hands moved to rest one on the back of Gibbs' neck, and the other on Gibbs' shoulder. Tony's eyes soon slipped closed for a moment.
 
Gibbs kissed on his jawline, and over his earlobe, bitting on it for a minute, before kissing back down his neck, and then nipped at his bottom lip.
 
Tony's breathing became a bit uneven and quicker in pace. He gently pulled Gibbs up into a deep and passionate kiss, loving what the man was doing to him.
 
"Tell him to leave," the man muttered, "Or I'll kill him. Make up an excuse... and a damn good one!" he hissed, keeping his index finger positioned on the trigger of the pistol.
 
Gibbs returned his kiss, and even smirked into it, and ran his hand over his chest a little.
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Catherine nodded, "Nick? Could you go get my purse for me, please, Nick?" She might've given him a hint something was wrong with two Nick's and not even Nicky in there, but she doubt Nick would pick it up, especially considering she didn't even have a purse on her.
 
Tony didn't pull back till his lungs started screaming to breathe. He let out a shakey breath before drawing a slow one it. Tony looked to Gibbs, tilting his head to run his lips over Gibbs' cheek softly for a moment. It was at that point where he needed a cold, cold shower. But what could he say? Gibbs was infectious.
 
Gibbs looked into Tony's eyes, as if searching. He wanted to know if Tony was mad at him or anything, but didn't ask, he ran his hand over his neck, and down over his chest.
 
Tony looked back to Gibbs with a calmed expression, he tilted his head to the side, soon getting a bit curious. "What are you looking for, Gibbs?" he asked softly, one hand moving up and running through Gibbs' silver hair.
 
"...Why do you need it, Cath...?" Nick asked. Female stuff, maybe...? he thought to himself with a frown. "Cath, are you okay...? Should I come in there...?" he asked, his hand already on the doorknob.

"He comes in here and he dies," the man hissed, motioning toward the door with his head.
 
grrrr you angst nuts! You just love cliffhangers, don't you? lol. Although I'm hardly innocent myself. Just resolve it fast! hehe
 
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