Fic: Quarantine

[sinderella81]

Title: Quarantine
Rating: PG 13
Pairing: DiNozzo/Gibbs
Genre: First Time
Summary: Tony and Gibbs are at the office late when ... they're attacked ... written for the NCIS Kink Meme
Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters of NCIS ...

 

“Damn, it’s late, Boss,” Tony said, stretching and rubbing his eyes. He and Gibbs had been pulling an all nighter, trying to close their case.

“Just finish your report, DiNozzo,” Gibbs said softly.

“I can’t believe this scientist thought she could create a love potion,” Tony said. “Like that’s real … “

Gibbs shrugged and squinted at his computer screen. He’d sent Ziva and McGee home for the night - they had both already finished their reports.

“It’s a bunch of bullshit,” Gibbs muttered. The office was quiet … too quiet. Everyone, everyone had gone home for the night. Gibbs snuck a look around his computer screen to look at his second in command. He drank in the sight of Tony’s slightly disheveled appearance and bit back a smile. How long had he fought his feelings for the young man?

“I’m just about done … Boss?” Tony stopped short and looked up. A light pink mist filtered in through the vents and settled around the bullpen. “What the hell … “

The mist seemed to settle into Gibbs’ and Tony’s skin, causing them each to shiver a bit.

“Um … Boss?” Tony said softly. “What was … “

“I have no idea,” Gibbs said. He suddenly felt so odd, so … free. He felt as if he had no fears … that he could do anything and nothing would happen.

“We should … call a quarantine,” Tony said, staring at Gibbs. He ran his fingers over his lips, staring almost hungrily at his boss.

Gibbs nodded, shrugging out of his overcoat. He suddenly felt as though his skin was on fire, and the only thing that would quench it would be Tony’s hands, his lips … his tongue. “Oh Tony … we are in deep shit,” he gasped. His hands moved almost on their own accord, shedding clothes and dropping them in a pile next to his chair.

“Very deep,” Tony agreed. His cable knit sweater landed next to his boots and his belt, jeans and underwear quickly followed. “This is … God, Gibbs … “

“I’ve wanted … “ Gibbs dropped the rest of his clothes near his chair and crossed the bullpen. He wrapped a hand in Tony’s hair and pulled him in for a kiss.

Tony fought the kiss for all of a nanosecond before he wrapped his hands around Gibbs’ waist, allowing his boss to completely control the kiss.

Gibbs pulled back and stared into Tony’s eyes.

“This can’t be … I won’t let this be a one off,” Gibbs said. “We do this … then we do this.”

“Gibbs … Jethro,” Tony said, his hands roaming over Gibbs’ bare skin. “Yes.”

“Yes?” Gibbs said, leaning down to bite at Tony’s shoulder, growling with approval at the younger man’s whimper.

Tony gasped and nodded. “I’m yours,” he breathed.

“Good,” Gibbs said. “Go over by my desk and kneel down. Hands and knees.”

“Jethro, I … “ Tony gulped and nodded. “Yes, sir.”

Gibbs watched with a satisfied smile as Tony moved into position. He wandered over and ran his hand over Tony’s tight and toned ass. “Oh yes, my boy,” he murmured. “You are mine.”

* * *

“And we found out that Dr. Sommers had filled the bullpen with her supposed love potion last night,” Abby told McGee as they wandered into the bullpen.

“Thank goodness no one was here,” McGee said. “I wonder why she made her attack at night? It’s not like a lot of us would be here … “

“I don’t know, either,” Abby said. “Maybe she … Oh. My. God.” Abby stopped walking, causing McGee to walk into her back.

There, right next to Gibbs’ desk, Tony and Gibbs were both asleep, locked in a tight embrace. Tony’s head was pillowed on Gibbs’ shoulder and Gibbs’ hand was entrenched in Tony’s hair. They were both covered by Gibbs' coat, but what skin they could see was covered in hickies, and a pale pink glow.

“They … they were here all night,” McGee said. “They must have been affected.”

“Affected? Please?” Abby said. “I analyzed that stuff. It was nothing but pink food coloring, some rose oil and a bit of pheromones … it wouldn’t have affected them … Unless … “

“Unless, what?” McGee asked, turning away from the scene before him.

“Unless there was already an attraction between them,” Abby said, smiling wide.

Tony and Gibbs each hummed softly and curled tighter against each other, both smiling softly.

“Finally,” Abby said.