FIC: Sharp Like Cinnamon (G/D)
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ncisficathonTitle: Sharp Like Cinnamon
Author: Kellygirl
Written for: DustandRoses
Archive: Sure, just let me know where
Pairings: Gibbs/DiNozzo
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1540 or therebouts
Author Notes: Big thanks to Crimsonquills and her eagle eye.
Prompt:Gibbs/DiNozzo, barely established relationship, the two have
just begun a relationship but one of the two wants more (some sort of
kink or fetish - use your imagination: Dom/sub, bondage, candle wax,
foot fetish, leather, light BDSM - nothing heavy, no real violence,
but role playing violence would be fine) and has to convince/seduce?
the other to try it.
Summary: A game turns serious and secrets are revealed.
Light shined softly onto the king-sized bed. The glow was limited, leaving the rest of the room in quiet darkness. Tony tied the last knot and sat back to admire his work. Two dark ties wound their way around Gibbs’ wrists. The other ends of the ties were wrapped and knotted around the sturdy wooden posts of Tony’s headboard, one around the right post and the other around the left one.
Tony scooted back until he straddled Gibbs’ upper thighs. Gibbs was propped up comfortably on two pillows. He didn’t look worried about his position. Earlier Tony had joked about tying Gibbs up, but his lover had agreed and Tony had quickly led him into the bedroom. This was only the third time Gibbs had been to his apartment. They’d been doing this--- whatever this was--- for two months and most of the time they met at Gibbs’ place.
Tony let his hands wander over Gibbs’ chest and stomach. He scratched gently at already hardened nipples and studied Gibbs’ face. Most of the time Gibbs was hard to read. You had to watch his face and hands for quick cues. His hands showed a lot. Right now they were relaxed.
Tony smiled at Gibbs. “You okay?” His hand glided slowly over a warm muscled chest. Blues eyes met his and Gibbs shrugged.
“I’m fine.” He looked at the dark purple ties that held him. “These some of those expensive ties you’re always wearing?”
Tony nodded. “Versace. Strong and durable.” He brushed a thumb over Gibbs’ navel and smirked at the brief shiver that got him. He rubbed fingertips over the hair below Gibbs’ naval. Tony loved having Gibbs laid out before him like a buffet. His strength restrained but not diminished. Tony could concentrate and take his time.
All the other times they had ended up in bed, or the couch or the shower (and that one time in the car) Tony had felt so overwhelmed by the way Gibbs touched him he swore there was something intoxicating about Gibbs’ skin. He loved it, but he also wanted to focus and see if he could drive Gibbs as crazy as Gibbs drove him.
Tony grasped the cock beneath him and stroked it. Warmth and hardness, soft skin coupled with softer veins. He scooted down until he was closer to Gibbs’ cock. He breathed in a scent that was Gibbs and Gibbs alone. The older man didn’t move and Tony knew Gibbs’ stillness meant he was focused on what Tony was doing. When they first got together, he thought it meant Gibbs was bored, but now he knew Gibbs was one hundred percent into this. He could almost feel the hum of energy beneath Gibbs’ skin.
Tony let his warm breath play over Gibbs’ cock before he stuck out his tongue and licked it from base to dampening head. Sharp and bitter flavor burst onto his tongue and Tony lapped at the head for more. He used one hand to rub the soft skin right where Gibbs’ right thigh melded into his pelvis, one of the few soft places on Gibbs’ body. Tony’s other hand was busy stroking Gibbs’ cock while Tony got as much of it into his mouth as he could. He felt like he could overdose on Gibbs’ dick. The taste, the way he could run his tongue up and down it before he circled the head, and sucked it into the back of his mouth.
Gibbs’ legs trembled and Tony hummed and sucked harder. He wanted to wait and go slower, savor this, but it felt so good, tasted so good. He used his teeth gently, nibbled Gibbs’ cock right under the head. Even here, Gibbs seemed strong and almost invulnerable. Tony wanted to stay and let himself suck and pull an orgasm out of Gibbs’ body, but that wasn’t the plan, as far as he had a plan. One last suck, one faint lick and he sat up and pushed Gibbs’ legs further apart.
Tony knelt between Gibbs’ thighs. He let his hands glide over warm, hairy skin. He pressed fingertips into firm thigh muscles and massaged them. He loved to see Gibbs in action, either striding angrily down the office hallways or running, surefooted and powerful after a suspect. Tony grabbed the lube and slicked his fingers before looking up and meeting Gibbs’ eyes. Tony had to bite his tongue to stop himself from confessing all the secrets he kept hidden. The older man probably already knew how much Tony needed any aspect of Gibbs he could get.
Tony didn’t hesitate, but he didn’t rush either. He closed his eyes the moment his finger, slick and sure, entered Gibbs. Hot, tight. This wasn’t the first time he’d touched the inside of Gibbs’ body, but it was the first time he didn’t feel like he had to hurry, to get to the next thing so that Gibbs wouldn’t get bored. Tony smiled and opened his eyes. Gibbs was biting his bottom lip and Tony watched as he stopped, before he did it again. Gibbs’ control wasn’t forged in steel.
“Your body’s stubborn, just like you.”
He breathed a sigh of relief when Gibbs smirked at him. “Maybe my body just needs attention paid to certain details.” Gibbs was playful in bed, which just made Tony want him even more. Sex was supposed to be fun and messy. Gibbs got that and Tony didn’t know how he’d held off from jumping Gibbs the moment he’d met him.
Tony’s first finger slid in and out. He added a second finger and nudged that sweet spot inside of Gibbs. Tony’s breath quickened at the sharp pleasure that washed over Gibbs’ face. He loved that look. He got off on knowing he had put it there. He used his other hand to explore every part of Gibbs’ body he could reach. Strong, lean, the man that allowed Tony to tie him to his bed was a warrior. He was no holds barred and believed in justice. Tony almost trembled; a man like that didn’t choose his partners lightly.
It was like a curtain being pulled back. Tony swallowed. How could he have been so blind? Gibbs wanted him, sure, that was easy. Tony was used to people wanting him. But Gibbs also trusted him. He knew that Tony would never “Dear John” him, would never abandon him as he fought for justice for those that could no longer do it for themselves. Almost from the beginning, Tony trusted Gibbs. He no longer had to worry if Gibbs trusted him.
He continued to twist slippery fingers until Gibbs’ body relaxed. Then he pulled them out and with a slow shift of his body, slid inside. He rubbed Gibbs’ thighs as they wrapped around his body. They both groaned at the sensations and Tony watched as Gibbs’ hands tightly gripped the ties. Not trying to escape, just holding.
Tony clasped Gibbs’ hips and fucked him slow and steady. He sped up with no warning and soon the mattress was squeaking and Tony was gasping for air. He used one hand and stroked Gibbs’ cock. He did it fast and raw, just like Gibbs liked it. When Gibbs uttered a curse word and his entire body froze, Tony closed his eyes and jack hammered into the tightening body beneath him. Slick, tight heat surrounded him and slippery warmth coated his hand.
Tony felt like his body was spiraling out of control. He pulled almost all of the way out of Gibbs before he slammed back in and shuddered. He came in long spurts that made his entire body clench. He lay down on top of Gibbs and inhaled noisily. He wanted to do this all over again. He realized Gibbs was breathing as heavily as he was. Tony pulled out and moved until he was face to face with Gibbs.
“Why didn’t you say something?”
A brief look of contentment flashed across Gibbs’ face. It made him look younger. “I was waiting for you to realize it, Tony,” Gibbs said. “You knew I trusted you at work. I don’t know why you thought I didn’t here.”
Tony smiled and kissed Gibbs. The kiss was full of satisfaction and promises. He pulled back and kissed Gibbs’ jaw, letting his lips trail over stubble. He loved how Gibbs tasted. Something inside him relaxed, knowing that he would get to do this many times over. The voice that whispered to him about convenience and being incapable of a real relationship was silenced. He sat up and untied Gibbs. He massaged sore wrists and laughed as Gibbs launched himself at him and carded one of his hands through Tony’s hair.
They were both drowsy, but Tony stretched and accepted all the touches Gibbs placed on his body. He never imagined he could feel so wanted, so needed. Gibbs murmured something quietly and Tony moved closer and rested his head on Gibbs’ chest. He only meant to close his eyes for a moment but fell into a deep sleep instead. He couldn’t feel Gibbs’ hands on him anymore, but he trusted that they were still there.
The End
Author: Kellygirl
Written for: DustandRoses
Archive: Sure, just let me know where
Pairings: Gibbs/DiNozzo
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1540 or therebouts
Author Notes: Big thanks to Crimsonquills and her eagle eye.
Prompt:Gibbs/DiNozzo, barely established relationship, the two have
just begun a relationship but one of the two wants more (some sort of
kink or fetish - use your imagination: Dom/sub, bondage, candle wax,
foot fetish, leather, light BDSM - nothing heavy, no real violence,
but role playing violence would be fine) and has to convince/seduce?
the other to try it.
Summary: A game turns serious and secrets are revealed.
Light shined softly onto the king-sized bed. The glow was limited, leaving the rest of the room in quiet darkness. Tony tied the last knot and sat back to admire his work. Two dark ties wound their way around Gibbs’ wrists. The other ends of the ties were wrapped and knotted around the sturdy wooden posts of Tony’s headboard, one around the right post and the other around the left one.
Tony scooted back until he straddled Gibbs’ upper thighs. Gibbs was propped up comfortably on two pillows. He didn’t look worried about his position. Earlier Tony had joked about tying Gibbs up, but his lover had agreed and Tony had quickly led him into the bedroom. This was only the third time Gibbs had been to his apartment. They’d been doing this--- whatever this was--- for two months and most of the time they met at Gibbs’ place.
Tony let his hands wander over Gibbs’ chest and stomach. He scratched gently at already hardened nipples and studied Gibbs’ face. Most of the time Gibbs was hard to read. You had to watch his face and hands for quick cues. His hands showed a lot. Right now they were relaxed.
Tony smiled at Gibbs. “You okay?” His hand glided slowly over a warm muscled chest. Blues eyes met his and Gibbs shrugged.
“I’m fine.” He looked at the dark purple ties that held him. “These some of those expensive ties you’re always wearing?”
Tony nodded. “Versace. Strong and durable.” He brushed a thumb over Gibbs’ navel and smirked at the brief shiver that got him. He rubbed fingertips over the hair below Gibbs’ naval. Tony loved having Gibbs laid out before him like a buffet. His strength restrained but not diminished. Tony could concentrate and take his time.
All the other times they had ended up in bed, or the couch or the shower (and that one time in the car) Tony had felt so overwhelmed by the way Gibbs touched him he swore there was something intoxicating about Gibbs’ skin. He loved it, but he also wanted to focus and see if he could drive Gibbs as crazy as Gibbs drove him.
Tony grasped the cock beneath him and stroked it. Warmth and hardness, soft skin coupled with softer veins. He scooted down until he was closer to Gibbs’ cock. He breathed in a scent that was Gibbs and Gibbs alone. The older man didn’t move and Tony knew Gibbs’ stillness meant he was focused on what Tony was doing. When they first got together, he thought it meant Gibbs was bored, but now he knew Gibbs was one hundred percent into this. He could almost feel the hum of energy beneath Gibbs’ skin.
Tony let his warm breath play over Gibbs’ cock before he stuck out his tongue and licked it from base to dampening head. Sharp and bitter flavor burst onto his tongue and Tony lapped at the head for more. He used one hand to rub the soft skin right where Gibbs’ right thigh melded into his pelvis, one of the few soft places on Gibbs’ body. Tony’s other hand was busy stroking Gibbs’ cock while Tony got as much of it into his mouth as he could. He felt like he could overdose on Gibbs’ dick. The taste, the way he could run his tongue up and down it before he circled the head, and sucked it into the back of his mouth.
Gibbs’ legs trembled and Tony hummed and sucked harder. He wanted to wait and go slower, savor this, but it felt so good, tasted so good. He used his teeth gently, nibbled Gibbs’ cock right under the head. Even here, Gibbs seemed strong and almost invulnerable. Tony wanted to stay and let himself suck and pull an orgasm out of Gibbs’ body, but that wasn’t the plan, as far as he had a plan. One last suck, one faint lick and he sat up and pushed Gibbs’ legs further apart.
Tony knelt between Gibbs’ thighs. He let his hands glide over warm, hairy skin. He pressed fingertips into firm thigh muscles and massaged them. He loved to see Gibbs in action, either striding angrily down the office hallways or running, surefooted and powerful after a suspect. Tony grabbed the lube and slicked his fingers before looking up and meeting Gibbs’ eyes. Tony had to bite his tongue to stop himself from confessing all the secrets he kept hidden. The older man probably already knew how much Tony needed any aspect of Gibbs he could get.
Tony didn’t hesitate, but he didn’t rush either. He closed his eyes the moment his finger, slick and sure, entered Gibbs. Hot, tight. This wasn’t the first time he’d touched the inside of Gibbs’ body, but it was the first time he didn’t feel like he had to hurry, to get to the next thing so that Gibbs wouldn’t get bored. Tony smiled and opened his eyes. Gibbs was biting his bottom lip and Tony watched as he stopped, before he did it again. Gibbs’ control wasn’t forged in steel.
“Your body’s stubborn, just like you.”
He breathed a sigh of relief when Gibbs smirked at him. “Maybe my body just needs attention paid to certain details.” Gibbs was playful in bed, which just made Tony want him even more. Sex was supposed to be fun and messy. Gibbs got that and Tony didn’t know how he’d held off from jumping Gibbs the moment he’d met him.
Tony’s first finger slid in and out. He added a second finger and nudged that sweet spot inside of Gibbs. Tony’s breath quickened at the sharp pleasure that washed over Gibbs’ face. He loved that look. He got off on knowing he had put it there. He used his other hand to explore every part of Gibbs’ body he could reach. Strong, lean, the man that allowed Tony to tie him to his bed was a warrior. He was no holds barred and believed in justice. Tony almost trembled; a man like that didn’t choose his partners lightly.
It was like a curtain being pulled back. Tony swallowed. How could he have been so blind? Gibbs wanted him, sure, that was easy. Tony was used to people wanting him. But Gibbs also trusted him. He knew that Tony would never “Dear John” him, would never abandon him as he fought for justice for those that could no longer do it for themselves. Almost from the beginning, Tony trusted Gibbs. He no longer had to worry if Gibbs trusted him.
He continued to twist slippery fingers until Gibbs’ body relaxed. Then he pulled them out and with a slow shift of his body, slid inside. He rubbed Gibbs’ thighs as they wrapped around his body. They both groaned at the sensations and Tony watched as Gibbs’ hands tightly gripped the ties. Not trying to escape, just holding.
Tony clasped Gibbs’ hips and fucked him slow and steady. He sped up with no warning and soon the mattress was squeaking and Tony was gasping for air. He used one hand and stroked Gibbs’ cock. He did it fast and raw, just like Gibbs liked it. When Gibbs uttered a curse word and his entire body froze, Tony closed his eyes and jack hammered into the tightening body beneath him. Slick, tight heat surrounded him and slippery warmth coated his hand.
Tony felt like his body was spiraling out of control. He pulled almost all of the way out of Gibbs before he slammed back in and shuddered. He came in long spurts that made his entire body clench. He lay down on top of Gibbs and inhaled noisily. He wanted to do this all over again. He realized Gibbs was breathing as heavily as he was. Tony pulled out and moved until he was face to face with Gibbs.
“Why didn’t you say something?”
A brief look of contentment flashed across Gibbs’ face. It made him look younger. “I was waiting for you to realize it, Tony,” Gibbs said. “You knew I trusted you at work. I don’t know why you thought I didn’t here.”
Tony smiled and kissed Gibbs. The kiss was full of satisfaction and promises. He pulled back and kissed Gibbs’ jaw, letting his lips trail over stubble. He loved how Gibbs tasted. Something inside him relaxed, knowing that he would get to do this many times over. The voice that whispered to him about convenience and being incapable of a real relationship was silenced. He sat up and untied Gibbs. He massaged sore wrists and laughed as Gibbs launched himself at him and carded one of his hands through Tony’s hair.
They were both drowsy, but Tony stretched and accepted all the touches Gibbs placed on his body. He never imagined he could feel so wanted, so needed. Gibbs murmured something quietly and Tony moved closer and rested his head on Gibbs’ chest. He only meant to close his eyes for a moment but fell into a deep sleep instead. He couldn’t feel Gibbs’ hands on him anymore, but he trusted that they were still there.
The End
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