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Fic: 059. Writer's Choice - Cuffs
Title: 059. Writer's Choice - Cuffs
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Gibbs/DiNozzo
Genre: Established Relationship
Summary: Tony and Gibbs attend the DC Center's annual 'Fluffs and Cuffs Charity Ball'
Disclaimer: I don't own them ...
Warnings: Cross-dressing and a bit of spanking
A/N: Written for my Tibbs Prompt Chart. You'll be able to find them in my chart or my memories
A/N 2: This takes place in what I call my Will!verse, where Tony's inherited money from his father's estate ... others in this 'verse are in the prompt chart
“Why did I let myself get roped into this?” Gibbs muttered to himself. He was waiting in the Hotel Monaco just outside the Paris Ballroom. He’d woken up that Saturday morning with a garment bag next to him instead of his husband and a note telling him to meet Tony and Abby at the Hotel Monaco outside the Paris Ballroom at 6:30 p.m. sharp. “And dressed as a Confederate soldier. Thank goodness I love my husband, damn him.”
When Tony had inherited the money from his father, Gibbs knew that Tony would be donating a lot of it. But he hadn’t expected Tony to donate so much to the DC Center, a local LGBT organization, that they put him on their board of directors. That position had led to them being invited to the annual Fluffs and Cuffs Charity Ball. Which was where Gibbs was, waiting for his husband.
“Well, I do declare!” Gibbs turned to the voice and blinked a few times when he saw Abby walking towards him. She was wearing a dark red and black authentic Civil War dress, complete with hoopskirt and matching parasol. Her makeup was softer than normal and her hair fell in soft ringlets around her shoulders.
“A costume ball, Abs?” Gibbs asked, tugging at his coat.
“You won’t regret this, I promise,” Abby said with a grin.
“Where’s Tony?” Gibbs looked around, looking for his husband.
Abby turned and pointed to the tall statuesque woman that was headed their way. Her dark auburn hair was piled high on her head, showing off her shapely shoulders. The dark green and black gown accentuated her figure and she walked with an easy kind of grace that begged for people to notice her.
As she got closer, Gibbs’ eyes were drawn to her face, and to a pair of familiar green eyes, lined in eyeliner with long eyelashes coated in mascara. “Tony?” he whispered.
“Why Abby, did you set me up with a Rebel?” Tony’s voice was soft and breathy, nothing like his normal voice. “How scandalous!” He flicked open his dark green fan and fanned himself a bit. “What will everyone say?”
Abby just giggled. “Nothing, if they know what’s good for them.”
Gibbs just took a few minutes to admire his husband. Tony looked, in one word, stunning. He’d never figured Tony had the body type to pull this off, but … the cut of the dress was perfect and gave Tony curves in the right places. After a few moments, he gave Tony a smile.
“Miss DiNozzo.” He offered his arm to Tony with a wink. As Tony took his arm and they made their way into the ballroom, Gibbs caught sight of the back of Tony’s gown. “Damn, Tony, really trying to show off that bubble butt, huh?” He flinched a bit as he felt the fan smack his arm.
“Be a gentleman, Jethro,” Tony replied. “Or no fun tonight. And I even got us a room here so we didn’t have to drive home.”
“I’ll be a perfect gentleman,” Gibbs said with a chuckle.
“You’d better be, buster,” Tony replied, smiling when Abby gave a giggle.
The charity ball was in full swing when Gibbs, Abby and Tony entered and no one gave them a second glance. Why would they when there were people walking around in much more ostentatious and scandalous costumes.
“Swanky and kinky,” Tony said as they found their table. Due to amount of money Tony donated, they were seated at the table with the other members of the board. They made the requisite small talk, everyone complimenting Tony on his costume.
Gibbs couldn’t take his eyes off his husband. The way his eyes lit up when he talked, laughed, smiled. His partner was the belle of the ball, literally. Once the music started, Tony was constantly on the dance floor and Gibbs was lucky if he got the slow dances.
When the charity ball finally ended, it was all Gibbs could do to stop himself from stripping Tony right there.
“This was so much fun,” Abby said, bouncing a bit as the party wound down and people started filtering out.
Gibbs and Tony were only half paying attention to her. They drifted towards each other, and the rest of the world went a little hazy.
“And you two have much better things to do than to listen to me,” Abby said when she saw how Tony and Gibbs were staring at each other. “Go, shoo, before everyone gets a show.” She shoved the couple to the elevator with a smile.
Tony gave a breathy chuckle and tugged Gibbs to the elevator. “So, Mr. Gibbs, care to have an illicit affair with a Yankee?” he whispered in his husband’s ear.
Gibbs gave a low moan and nodded, pulling Tony close. “Can’t grab your ass with this damn thing in the way,” he murmured as the elevator doors closed.
“It’s called a bustle.” Tony leaned in and kissed Gibbs gently as the elevator rose. “It was all the rage.”
“Don’t care.” Gibbs pressed his lips to Tony’s in a passionate kiss, his hands wrapped tight around Tony’s waist. When the elevator doors opened, Gibbs tugged Tony out. “What room?”
Tony giggled and led the way down the hall to the room he’d booked for the night. Had he known dressing like a Yankee belle would turn his husband on so much, he would have done it years ago. The moment the door was open, Tony found himself against the nearest wall, being assaulted by his husband.
“Jethro … Jeth.” Tony gasped and arched into Gibbs’ lips.
Gibbs hummed and began kissing a trail down to Tony’s collarbone. “Damn it, need to get this dress off,” he muttered, suddenly spinning Tony around so he could get his husband out of the dress.
“Laces,” Tony panted. “Undo the laces.”
Gibbs growled softly as he stared at the laces down the back of Tony’s dress. “Fuck,” he muttered, quickly undoing the knots and loosening the laces at the back of the dress. Tony shimmied his shoulders a bit to shake the dress down to the floor and couldn’t help but smile when Gibbs let out a loud groan.
“Like what you see?” Tony asked, smiling over his shoulder at his partner. He and Abby had searched for weeks for the perfect undergarments to accompany the dress, and apparently their search had paid off. His look was simple, but effective; a black satin corset, sheer black panties with matching black garter belt, black silk thigh highs and a pair of ridiculously high heels.
“How did you … “ Gibbs moaned and pressed kisses to Tony’s bare shoulders. “Surprised you didn’t fall over.”
“I have my own secrets,” Tony breathed, arching under Gibbs’ lips. “Fuck … Jethro … “ Nimble fingers were loosening the laces of his corset and he sighed as the cool air hit his bare skin. Before he had a chance to say anything, he suddenly found himself being dragged across the room to the nearby couch. A smack to the ass and Tony laid over the arm of the couch, a very familiar position for him. They were both kinky bastards, and Gibbs loved to fuck him over the arm of the couch at home … Tony loved it, too.
Calloused fingers slipped under the panties and Tony sighed softly. As much as he’d wanted to wear the garters in the ‘sexy’ way (over the panties), he knew it’d be a pain if he had to use the restroom, so he’d worn them under … and Gibbs was taking advantage. The panties were tugged down around Tony’s knees and Tony gasped as he felt Gibbs snap the elastic against his bare ass a few times.
“Oh, I think I like this,” Gibbs murmured, watching Tony’s ass turn a nice shade of pink.
Tony whimpered and wiggled against the couch, dislodging his wig in the process. “Jethro … Jeth, please,” he begged, biting his lip as he felt his husband continue to snap the elastic against his ass. “Fuck me … need to feel you, please … “
Gibbs grinned and quickly stripped down, tossing his costume on the floor. “Lube?” he asked, laughing when Tony passed back a small bottle. “Do I want to know where you hid that?”
“Nope.” Tony groaned when he felt a slippery digit slip inside him, and wiggled against Gibbs’ finger. “Just like that … “
Gibbs chuckled and added a second, and then a third, lazily fucking his husband with his fingers, listening to the little whimpers and sighs he elicited from Tony. When he couldn’t take it anymore, he removed his fingers and slid into Tony in one deep, hard thrust.
Tony cried out, rubbing himself against the couch needily. “Yes, fuck Jethro, just like that,” he gasped.
Gibbs hummed, gripping Tony’s hips and thrusting fast and hard, needing to come just as much as Tony did.
It didn’t take long for either of them, and Tony collapsed on the couch, completely spent. “You made me stain the couch,” he mumbled.
“I’m sure it’s not the first time they’ve had to get cum stains off furniture,” Gibbs replied with a grin. He pressed a kiss to Tony’s lower back before slapping his husband’s still pink ass. “Bed.” He headed to the bedroom, knowing Tony would follow.
Tony kicked of the panties and teetered to the bedroom, still in the garter, stockings and heels. “Wanna help me out of this stuff?” He crawled onto the bed and sprawled out on his back.
Gibbs gave Tony a loving smile and nodded. He sat at the end of the bed, tugging Tony’s feet into his lap, gently removing the heels and massaging Tony’s arches.
“Fuck, if I wasn’t so spent,” Tony started.
Gibbs chuckled and released Tony’s feet, taking a few moments to remove his partner’s stockings and garter belt before heading to the bathroom to get a damp washcloth.
Tony hummed as Gibbs washed his face, clearing away the makeup that had smeared during their extracurricular activities. He loved when Gibbs took care of him … it made him feel so special.
Gibbs tossed the washcloth on the floor, slipped under the sheets and pulled Tony close. “Thanks for dragging me here,” he murmured.
“Knew you’d have fun.” Tony snuggled back against Gibbs, his eyes drifting closed.
“We’ll have to do this again.” Gibbs pressed a kiss to Tony’s shoulder as he felt sleep start to claim him.
“Already have a stash of corsets and panties under the bed at home.”
Gibbs pressed his forehead to Tony’s back and groaned.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Gibbs/DiNozzo
Genre: Established Relationship
Summary: Tony and Gibbs attend the DC Center's annual 'Fluffs and Cuffs Charity Ball'
Disclaimer: I don't own them ...
Warnings: Cross-dressing and a bit of spanking
A/N: Written for my Tibbs Prompt Chart. You'll be able to find them in my chart or my memories
A/N 2: This takes place in what I call my Will!verse, where Tony's inherited money from his father's estate ... others in this 'verse are in the prompt chart
“Why did I let myself get roped into this?” Gibbs muttered to himself. He was waiting in the Hotel Monaco just outside the Paris Ballroom. He’d woken up that Saturday morning with a garment bag next to him instead of his husband and a note telling him to meet Tony and Abby at the Hotel Monaco outside the Paris Ballroom at 6:30 p.m. sharp. “And dressed as a Confederate soldier. Thank goodness I love my husband, damn him.”
When Tony had inherited the money from his father, Gibbs knew that Tony would be donating a lot of it. But he hadn’t expected Tony to donate so much to the DC Center, a local LGBT organization, that they put him on their board of directors. That position had led to them being invited to the annual Fluffs and Cuffs Charity Ball. Which was where Gibbs was, waiting for his husband.
“Well, I do declare!” Gibbs turned to the voice and blinked a few times when he saw Abby walking towards him. She was wearing a dark red and black authentic Civil War dress, complete with hoopskirt and matching parasol. Her makeup was softer than normal and her hair fell in soft ringlets around her shoulders.
“A costume ball, Abs?” Gibbs asked, tugging at his coat.
“You won’t regret this, I promise,” Abby said with a grin.
“Where’s Tony?” Gibbs looked around, looking for his husband.
Abby turned and pointed to the tall statuesque woman that was headed their way. Her dark auburn hair was piled high on her head, showing off her shapely shoulders. The dark green and black gown accentuated her figure and she walked with an easy kind of grace that begged for people to notice her.
As she got closer, Gibbs’ eyes were drawn to her face, and to a pair of familiar green eyes, lined in eyeliner with long eyelashes coated in mascara. “Tony?” he whispered.
“Why Abby, did you set me up with a Rebel?” Tony’s voice was soft and breathy, nothing like his normal voice. “How scandalous!” He flicked open his dark green fan and fanned himself a bit. “What will everyone say?”
Abby just giggled. “Nothing, if they know what’s good for them.”
Gibbs just took a few minutes to admire his husband. Tony looked, in one word, stunning. He’d never figured Tony had the body type to pull this off, but … the cut of the dress was perfect and gave Tony curves in the right places. After a few moments, he gave Tony a smile.
“Miss DiNozzo.” He offered his arm to Tony with a wink. As Tony took his arm and they made their way into the ballroom, Gibbs caught sight of the back of Tony’s gown. “Damn, Tony, really trying to show off that bubble butt, huh?” He flinched a bit as he felt the fan smack his arm.
“Be a gentleman, Jethro,” Tony replied. “Or no fun tonight. And I even got us a room here so we didn’t have to drive home.”
“I’ll be a perfect gentleman,” Gibbs said with a chuckle.
“You’d better be, buster,” Tony replied, smiling when Abby gave a giggle.
The charity ball was in full swing when Gibbs, Abby and Tony entered and no one gave them a second glance. Why would they when there were people walking around in much more ostentatious and scandalous costumes.
“Swanky and kinky,” Tony said as they found their table. Due to amount of money Tony donated, they were seated at the table with the other members of the board. They made the requisite small talk, everyone complimenting Tony on his costume.
Gibbs couldn’t take his eyes off his husband. The way his eyes lit up when he talked, laughed, smiled. His partner was the belle of the ball, literally. Once the music started, Tony was constantly on the dance floor and Gibbs was lucky if he got the slow dances.
When the charity ball finally ended, it was all Gibbs could do to stop himself from stripping Tony right there.
“This was so much fun,” Abby said, bouncing a bit as the party wound down and people started filtering out.
Gibbs and Tony were only half paying attention to her. They drifted towards each other, and the rest of the world went a little hazy.
“And you two have much better things to do than to listen to me,” Abby said when she saw how Tony and Gibbs were staring at each other. “Go, shoo, before everyone gets a show.” She shoved the couple to the elevator with a smile.
Tony gave a breathy chuckle and tugged Gibbs to the elevator. “So, Mr. Gibbs, care to have an illicit affair with a Yankee?” he whispered in his husband’s ear.
Gibbs gave a low moan and nodded, pulling Tony close. “Can’t grab your ass with this damn thing in the way,” he murmured as the elevator doors closed.
“It’s called a bustle.” Tony leaned in and kissed Gibbs gently as the elevator rose. “It was all the rage.”
“Don’t care.” Gibbs pressed his lips to Tony’s in a passionate kiss, his hands wrapped tight around Tony’s waist. When the elevator doors opened, Gibbs tugged Tony out. “What room?”
Tony giggled and led the way down the hall to the room he’d booked for the night. Had he known dressing like a Yankee belle would turn his husband on so much, he would have done it years ago. The moment the door was open, Tony found himself against the nearest wall, being assaulted by his husband.
“Jethro … Jeth.” Tony gasped and arched into Gibbs’ lips.
Gibbs hummed and began kissing a trail down to Tony’s collarbone. “Damn it, need to get this dress off,” he muttered, suddenly spinning Tony around so he could get his husband out of the dress.
“Laces,” Tony panted. “Undo the laces.”
Gibbs growled softly as he stared at the laces down the back of Tony’s dress. “Fuck,” he muttered, quickly undoing the knots and loosening the laces at the back of the dress. Tony shimmied his shoulders a bit to shake the dress down to the floor and couldn’t help but smile when Gibbs let out a loud groan.
“Like what you see?” Tony asked, smiling over his shoulder at his partner. He and Abby had searched for weeks for the perfect undergarments to accompany the dress, and apparently their search had paid off. His look was simple, but effective; a black satin corset, sheer black panties with matching black garter belt, black silk thigh highs and a pair of ridiculously high heels.
“How did you … “ Gibbs moaned and pressed kisses to Tony’s bare shoulders. “Surprised you didn’t fall over.”
“I have my own secrets,” Tony breathed, arching under Gibbs’ lips. “Fuck … Jethro … “ Nimble fingers were loosening the laces of his corset and he sighed as the cool air hit his bare skin. Before he had a chance to say anything, he suddenly found himself being dragged across the room to the nearby couch. A smack to the ass and Tony laid over the arm of the couch, a very familiar position for him. They were both kinky bastards, and Gibbs loved to fuck him over the arm of the couch at home … Tony loved it, too.
Calloused fingers slipped under the panties and Tony sighed softly. As much as he’d wanted to wear the garters in the ‘sexy’ way (over the panties), he knew it’d be a pain if he had to use the restroom, so he’d worn them under … and Gibbs was taking advantage. The panties were tugged down around Tony’s knees and Tony gasped as he felt Gibbs snap the elastic against his bare ass a few times.
“Oh, I think I like this,” Gibbs murmured, watching Tony’s ass turn a nice shade of pink.
Tony whimpered and wiggled against the couch, dislodging his wig in the process. “Jethro … Jeth, please,” he begged, biting his lip as he felt his husband continue to snap the elastic against his ass. “Fuck me … need to feel you, please … “
Gibbs grinned and quickly stripped down, tossing his costume on the floor. “Lube?” he asked, laughing when Tony passed back a small bottle. “Do I want to know where you hid that?”
“Nope.” Tony groaned when he felt a slippery digit slip inside him, and wiggled against Gibbs’ finger. “Just like that … “
Gibbs chuckled and added a second, and then a third, lazily fucking his husband with his fingers, listening to the little whimpers and sighs he elicited from Tony. When he couldn’t take it anymore, he removed his fingers and slid into Tony in one deep, hard thrust.
Tony cried out, rubbing himself against the couch needily. “Yes, fuck Jethro, just like that,” he gasped.
Gibbs hummed, gripping Tony’s hips and thrusting fast and hard, needing to come just as much as Tony did.
It didn’t take long for either of them, and Tony collapsed on the couch, completely spent. “You made me stain the couch,” he mumbled.
“I’m sure it’s not the first time they’ve had to get cum stains off furniture,” Gibbs replied with a grin. He pressed a kiss to Tony’s lower back before slapping his husband’s still pink ass. “Bed.” He headed to the bedroom, knowing Tony would follow.
Tony kicked of the panties and teetered to the bedroom, still in the garter, stockings and heels. “Wanna help me out of this stuff?” He crawled onto the bed and sprawled out on his back.
Gibbs gave Tony a loving smile and nodded. He sat at the end of the bed, tugging Tony’s feet into his lap, gently removing the heels and massaging Tony’s arches.
“Fuck, if I wasn’t so spent,” Tony started.
Gibbs chuckled and released Tony’s feet, taking a few moments to remove his partner’s stockings and garter belt before heading to the bathroom to get a damp washcloth.
Tony hummed as Gibbs washed his face, clearing away the makeup that had smeared during their extracurricular activities. He loved when Gibbs took care of him … it made him feel so special.
Gibbs tossed the washcloth on the floor, slipped under the sheets and pulled Tony close. “Thanks for dragging me here,” he murmured.
“Knew you’d have fun.” Tony snuggled back against Gibbs, his eyes drifting closed.
“We’ll have to do this again.” Gibbs pressed a kiss to Tony’s shoulder as he felt sleep start to claim him.
“Already have a stash of corsets and panties under the bed at home.”
Gibbs pressed his forehead to Tony’s back and groaned.