Fic: Good Puppy
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sinderella81Title: Good Puppy
Rating: PG-13 ... maybe?
Pairing: DiNozzo/Gibbs
Genre: Established Relationship
Summary: Gibbs comes home to take care of his good puppy ...
Warning: D/S Relationship
Author's Note: This is an experiment ... I was trying to write something in first person and this is what happened
Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters of NCIS ...
The house is quiet as I enter. I look around and notice how clean it is, his gear stowed by the front door just like it's supposed to be. My boy is good with rules, at least here at home. I set my briefcase next to his and wander through the first floor, making sure everything is as it's supposed to be.
It's not until I take off my coat that I realize how ... chilly the house is.
"Dammit." I rush up the stairs to the bedroom. There, sleeping and naked, curled up at the end of the bed is my boy. His knees are pulled to his chest, his chin resting on his knees. He's shivering and I mentally slap myself. I forgot to tell him to turn on the heat. I hurry to the thermostat and get the heat going before grabbing some blankets from the hall closet. I hurry back to the bedroom and get my boy under the sheets, tossing the blankets on top of him.
"My boy," I whisper as I gently remove his collar. He's so good about wearing it at home. Simple black leather with a sterling silver D-ring, it has one extra accessory that is special only to my boy's collar. Nestled against his chest is a single dog tag with my name on it, marking him as mine.
I set the collar on the nightstand, strip and slip under the covers with him, tucking myself against his back.
"Gibbs ... Master," Tony murmurs sleepily.
"I'm here," I say, rubbing his arm gently. "My good boy. You did so good."
"Itried to stay awake," Tony says softly. "Was so cold ... got sleepy."
"That's okay, beautiful boy," I murmur. "You did good. I'll reward you tomorrow. Sleep now."
"Sleep," Tony replies, snuggling back against me so that my cock is nestled between his cheeks, just the way he knows I like it.
I lay there, stroking Tony's hair, whispering soft praise to my boy, grateful for whoever or whatever had caused him to enter my life.
He's brought me a happiness I haven't known in years. My beautiful boy.
Rating: PG-13 ... maybe?
Pairing: DiNozzo/Gibbs
Genre: Established Relationship
Summary: Gibbs comes home to take care of his good puppy ...
Warning: D/S Relationship
Author's Note: This is an experiment ... I was trying to write something in first person and this is what happened
Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters of NCIS ...
The house is quiet as I enter. I look around and notice how clean it is, his gear stowed by the front door just like it's supposed to be. My boy is good with rules, at least here at home. I set my briefcase next to his and wander through the first floor, making sure everything is as it's supposed to be.
It's not until I take off my coat that I realize how ... chilly the house is.
"Dammit." I rush up the stairs to the bedroom. There, sleeping and naked, curled up at the end of the bed is my boy. His knees are pulled to his chest, his chin resting on his knees. He's shivering and I mentally slap myself. I forgot to tell him to turn on the heat. I hurry to the thermostat and get the heat going before grabbing some blankets from the hall closet. I hurry back to the bedroom and get my boy under the sheets, tossing the blankets on top of him.
"My boy," I whisper as I gently remove his collar. He's so good about wearing it at home. Simple black leather with a sterling silver D-ring, it has one extra accessory that is special only to my boy's collar. Nestled against his chest is a single dog tag with my name on it, marking him as mine.
I set the collar on the nightstand, strip and slip under the covers with him, tucking myself against his back.
"Gibbs ... Master," Tony murmurs sleepily.
"I'm here," I say, rubbing his arm gently. "My good boy. You did so good."
"Itried to stay awake," Tony says softly. "Was so cold ... got sleepy."
"That's okay, beautiful boy," I murmur. "You did good. I'll reward you tomorrow. Sleep now."
"Sleep," Tony replies, snuggling back against me so that my cock is nestled between his cheeks, just the way he knows I like it.
I lay there, stroking Tony's hair, whispering soft praise to my boy, grateful for whoever or whatever had caused him to enter my life.
He's brought me a happiness I haven't known in years. My beautiful boy.
