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Title: Truth or Dare
By: nancy
Pairing: Tony/Gibbs/Abby
Fandom: NCIS
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: het, threesome
Summary: Abby and Gibbs gang up on Tony.

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Tony heaved a sigh, spinning the lab chair around and around until two hands landed on his shoulders, stopping the dizzying ride. Looking up, grinning at the continuing spinning feeling, he greeted, "Hey, Abs!"

"Tony, you're driving me crazy," she informed him bluntly, even as she grinned back. "You're like a kid who hasn't had his Ritalin. How much coffee have you had?"

Thinking about it, Tony answered, "Um...in the last hour?"

"Gah!" Abby exclaimed, letting him go.

Tony laughed. "C'mon, Abs, it's no worse than when you're hyped on Red Bull."

"Oh yes it is."

"No it's not."

"Yes it is."

"Is not."

"Is too."

"Not."

"Is!"

"Not!"

"Argh!" Abby shrieked, pinching one of his ears.

"Ow!"

"Do I have to separate the two of you?"

Gibbs' voice startled Tony enough that he jerked his head away from the painful grip even more painfully. Sheepish, he said, "No, Boss, course not."

With an unconvinced grunt, Gibbs asked, "How long before those results are back, Abs?"

"Not for another few hours. Can you get hyper-boy something to do?" Abby answered, making a face.

"Unfortunately, there's nothing to do, until we know what the results are," Gibbs answered.

It was Abby's turn to heave a sigh. "Are you sure?"

"Gee, thanks, Abs," Tony said, mock-wounded.

One of Gibbs' hands came down on Tony's shoulder, squeezing tight for a second before sliding away. "So. We need something to occupy DiNozzo's time."

"Yes. Please."

"Hey!"

Tony saw that familiar, evil twinkle in Gibbs' eyes and almost decided to go upstairs to pester McGee. He opened his mouth to make an excuse when Gibbs suggested...

"How about Truth or Dare?"

Closing his mouth, Tony frowned at him. That seemed...anticlimactic. "Truth or Dare?"

Abby bounced up and down, squealing with excitement. "Perfect! I nominate Tony goes first!"

"Hey! That's not fair!" Tony protested, even as he brought his legs up in a precariously balanced position on the stool.

Gibbs grinned briefly and said, "It's fair, considering how you've been harassing Abby for the last half hour. Go ahead, Abs, ladies first."

She leaned over and kissed his cheek, eyebrows wriggling flirtatiously as she chided, "Gibbs, how many times do I have to tell you that I'm no lady?"

He chuckled and leaned against her lab table. "At least once more."

"Ooh. Pop culture ref. Good one, Gibbs!" Abby crowed. "I'm influencing you!"

"For the better?" Tony asked, before he could censor himself.

They both looked at him, so he assumed as innocent a face as he could.

Hopping up on the counter beside Gibbs, Abby pointed a finger at Tony and demanded, "Truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"Brave man. Doesn't even think about it."

Tony grinned. "My life's an open book, Abs."

"We'll see about that," she replied, rubbing her hands together gleefully. "Okay. When did you lose your cherry?"

Heat flushed across Tony's face and he muttered, "You don't pull your punches, do you?"

"You can do a dare, DiNozzo."

Shaking his head at Gibbs' reminder, Tony answered reluctantly, "Eighteen."

Abby crowed with laughter. "So much for the hot, young stud-muffin boasts!"

Tony sighed. Kate would never let him live it down. He brightened a little and said smugly, "My turn."

She grinned, unconcerned.

"Let's see..." Tony had to think about it a second before grinning wildly. "Okay! What's your most intimate piercing?"

Abby laughed. "That's it? Your big question? Geeze, Tony. I have my clit pierce. Duh."

Tony's jaw dropped and he gaped at her, before swinging his eyes to Gibbs...who looked remarkably unsurprised. "You knew?"

Gibbs shrugged, but his eyes crinkled at the corner. "Go ahead, Abs. Your turn again."

"Okay, Gibbsie."

Gibbs' eyes rolled, but he didn't protest the nickname.

"Have you ever had public sex?"

Chuckling, Gibbs said, "Dare."

"Oooh. Interesting choice," Abby exclaimed, grin getting bigger. "Okay. Kiss Tony."

"Hey!" Tony protested. "That's not fair."

"Sorry, DiNozzo," Gibbs offered.

Tony's eyes widened when Gibbs put his hand on the back of Tony's neck and drew him in closer. He was about to protest again when firm, gentle lips touched his. It was short and barely a kiss, but Tony still had trouble processing it as Gibbs drew back with a faint smirk.

Disappointed, Abby said, "That's not a real kiss."

"You didn't specify, Abs."

She pouted. "Phooey."

"So. DiNozzo. What was your favorite birthday growing up?"

For a few seconds, Tony couldn't think of how to respond. He was too surprised at the very personal question. Running through his memory, he had to admit, at least to himself, that none of his birthdays had been good. His parents had been too busy working, and then his mother had died and his father hadn't known what to do with him, when he wasn't drunk, that was. Not wanting to reveal that, he replied, "Dare."

Gibbs' eyebrows rose, but all he said was, "Take off your pants."

"What?"

"Take off your pants," Gibbs repeated, a definite smirk surfacing. "I'm curious what kind of boxers you've got on today. The Bugs Bunny, or the Tazmanian Devil."

"Oh man," Tony muttered, but undid his pants and let them drop.

"Surprising, but tasteful," Abby observed, grinning.

Gibbs echoed the grin with, "Or just surprisingly tasteful."

Tony heaved a sigh. Just as well he'd decided on black briefs, that morning. Pulling his pants back up, he was stopped by Gibbs' hand on his arm.

"I didn't say you could do that."

"You didn't specify to leave them down, either," Tony countered, smug. "My turn."

Gibbs made an expansive, 'after you,' gesture.

"Oh! Oh! Tony, I've got one!" Abby exclaimed.

"This is not tag-team Truth or Dare," Gibbs stated firmly.

Abby pouted, but stayed quiet.

Grinning, Tony asked, "How are you going to get the boat out of the basement?"

Gibbs' mouth opened a bit and he frowned, then answered honestly, "I don't know."

"You might want to start thinkin' about that, Boss," Tony teased.

"Okay. My turn," Gibbs said, smiling. "Abby. What's the wildest sexual experience you've had?"

Shit! Do they both have sex on the brain or something? And what was with Gibbs kissing me so easy? Tony wondered curiously.

Abby pulled her legs up and crossed them, leaning forward as she replied, "These two brothers. I didn't mean to pick them up, but they were Swedish and didn't understand a word of English. Man, I am telling you that they needed no translation in bed."

Tony's jaw dropped. "Two brothers!?"

Abby straightened up proudly. "And why not? You men always have those fantasies and wild stories about doing it with twin women."

"They were twins?" Gibbs questioned mildly.

"Well, no. But it's the same concept," Abby pointed out. "My turn! Gibbs! What are those fetishes that you can't afford because of your three ex-wives?"

The low, warm chuckle that came from Gibbs sent a shiver through Tony and he was suddenly grateful that he was sitting cross-legged, because his cock started to sit up and take notice of that laugh, too.

"Which one?"

"Oooh. Bossman. I'm impressed. Okay, give up three."

"Well. First is Bondage."

"Nice. Tying or being tied?"

"Tying."

"There's a surprise."

Gibbs grinned.

"Number two?"

"Feet," Gibbs answered promptly, eyes flickering to where Tony's were hidden.

Tony felt a lot like he'd slipped down the Rabbit Hole into Wonderland, but couldn't find any voice with which to protest. And actually, he wasn't sure he wanted to protest because aside from the mind-bending-ness of it all, it was turning him on like nobody's business.

Abby leered a little, then stretched a bare foot towards Gibbs. He pushed off of the counter and captured it, bringing it up so that he could slowly press his lips to the arch.

Tony shuddered at the erotic sight, swallowing heavily.

From the glittering of Abby's eyes, she was affected as well, but nonetheless prompted, "And number three?"

In answer, his finger traced the tattoo along her ankle. "Body art. Tattoos, henna, piercings. I've never had one, so..."

"Mmm. Ever given one?" Abby asked, shifting her foot to rest on his chest.

"You volunteering?"

"Maybe. Truth or dare, Abs?"

She thought it over, then answered, "Dare."

"Kiss DiNozzo."

Tony jerked out of his shock and protested, "Hey! What's with all the umph...!"

Abby, as it turned out, was an excellent kisser. By the time she let him go, Tony was well acquainted with the secondary taste of Red Bull and her molar layout. Gasping for air as she left him to return to her spot a short distance away, Tony tried to will his cock into submission.

"Okay, Gibbs," Abby began with a wicked gleam in her eyes. "Truth or dare?"

Gibbs didn't hesitate. "Truth."

"Was kissing Tony the first time you kissed a man?"

"No."

"Ooh. Now we're getting to the nitty gritty," she exclaimed, rubbing her hands together gleefully.

Tony's head was swimming and he was pretty sure that he didn't want to be around when they actually did get to the nitty gritty. Clearing his throat, he said, "I think I'm just going to, uh, go wait upstairs."

Gibbs moved to block his way, a strange look in his eyes as he replied, "We're not done yet, DiNozzo."

Swallowing hard, Tony asked, almost pleaded, "Uh, but...why not?"

"Because we're not done. One more round, and it's my turn."

Could he survive it, that was the question, and from the look in those pale eyes, Tony wasn't all that sure the answer was yes.

Gibbs leaned even closer, his mouth at Tony's ear as he asked, "Truth or dare, DiNozzo?"

Shivering, Tony closed his eyes and whispered, "Truth."

"Do you want me to fuck you so good you come hard enough to see stars? Or would you rather fuck Abby, sliding into her wetness like the sweetest piece you ever had? Or what about both?"

And suddenly, Abby was directly behind him, her hands on his waist as she murmured into his other ear, "Cameras are off, Tony, and the door's locked. No one's going to be looking for us for hours."

Oh God.

Tony was trapped, trapped between two bodies that were heaven on earth, his air filled with the scent of musk, Gibbs' cologne, and Abby's all-natural oils. "I..."

"Yes, or no, DiNozzo. Decide."

God help me, he thought, senses whirling. "Yes."

Gibbs' mouth descended instantly, taking his in a hard, demanding kiss that pushed him back into Abby's arms. Tony had to hold on to Gibbs' shirt to keep his balance, not that he thought it would last very long, and shuddered at the moist lips that sucked on his exposed throat. Slender, delicate fingers pulled his shirt free while stronger, blunt ones unzipped his pants. And all the while, Gibbs devoured Tony's mouth like it was his last meal.

Not even realizing that they were moving, Tony was startled when his back pressed against a counter. The kiss finally ended at the abrupt jerk of his head, and Gibbs looked at him with a feral expression that sent a shudder of arousal through Tony.

"My turn," Abby announced, displacing Gibbs without any apparent fear of reprisal.

Tony found himself the recipient of yet another devastating kiss, though this one was more persuasive, than overwhelming by sheer force of will. Her tongue slid into his mouth, inviting his own back into hers. Tony's hands found their way to her breasts, cupping and squeezing them to elicit pleased murmurs into the kiss. His mouth followed hers when she ended the kiss and he opened his eyes to find mutually hungry expressions on both Gibbs and Abby's faces.

"Strip. Now."

Licking at dry lips, Tony did as he was ordered, feeling Gibbs' eyes on him the whole time. "What about you two?"

Abby joined in by yanking off her Nerds Rule t-shirt and tossing it into Gibbs' face. Tony didn't miss the way Gibbs brought it up to breathe in her scent, even though their eyes never broke contact. Then it was tossed aside and Gibbs made short work of his own shirt. Tony swallowed hard at the sight of the other man's chest; the thatch of salt-n-pepper hair, the strong lines, the strength exhibited.

A smirk surfaced on Gibbs' face as he asked, "Like what you see, DiNozzo?"

Cutting him off before he could get out more than, "I...," Abby stepped in close and took his mouth in an oddly possessive kiss. Shivering in a heady reaction as she owned him for those two minutes or so, Tony wasn't too sure of his own name when she broke away. He blinked at her, most of his focus on the throbbing of his lips and cock, their pulsing synchronous.

"That's a good look for him," she observed, flashing a grin to Gibbs. "Don't you think, Gibbs?"

In answer, Gibbs took her place and cupped Tony's crotch, squeezing tight. Tony's eyes rolled up and he sank back against the counter, grateful for its support. "I think that's a better look for him."

"Oh yeah. Helpless and almost fucked is a great look for him," Abby agreed fervently, flanking Tony from the other side.

Tony could only let the two pairs of hands divest him of his pants and boxers, helpless being a great description for what he was feeling. Overwhelmed was another good one. Shaking and weak with lust, absolutely perfect. His experience was long and varied, but not nearly as wild as, apparently, his two new lovers' experiences.

Abby and Gibbs' hands gripped his cock at the same time, stroking his aching flesh at a slow pace that drove him close to the edge. Panting, Tony arched into their touches, body tightening as orgasm came ever closer. He yelped in pain when Gibbs' other hand pinched and twisted his balls, eyes locking onto the other man accusingly.

Taking both hands away, Gibbs said, "Wouldn't want this party over before it began. Don't go anywhere."

Still glaring, Tony watched as Gibbs went over to Abby's desk and pulled something out.

"Poor baby," Abby soothed, her hand rubbing gently over the offended skin. "But you don't want to come before you're inside me, do you?"

That got his attention, both the words and the hand, and Tony swallowed as he looked back at her. "Well, no, I uh, I guess not."

There was another brain-numbing kiss and Tony moaned into it, shifting until he was planted between her legs. His cock pressed against her mound, seeking entry all on its own, and he took control of the kiss the way he usually did with a woman; persuasively and with skill. His hands slid down the curve of her back to massage the softness of her ass, pulling her in tight to his body. It was her turn to moan, her breath hitching as he continued to devour her smaller mouth.

Then Gibbs was pressed full-length against him and Tony shuddered, fingers tightening on Abby, feeling the hard shaft slide along the center of his ass. It was the first time another man had been anywhere near him with an aroused cock, let alone flesh to flesh.

"Step back, DiNozzo," Gibbs ordered, hot in his ear.

Doing as ordered, Tony rested on Gibbs, surrounded by his strength. Deft hands rolled a condom onto his cock, stroking him a few times, causing him to jerk into the grip.

Abby groaned and exclaimed, "God, that's so fuckin' hot!"

"Gonna get hotter, Abs," Gibbs informed her, voice rough with lust.

The hand shifted from Tony's cock to Abby's hip, then slid down until it grasped behind her knee, lifting it. This, of course, caused Gibbs to bend down in order to reach it and his shoulder pushed Tony forward against Abby. He could feel her wetness as his cock pressed against her cunt lips. Staring down into wide blue eyes, and he noted vaguely that she and Gibbs shared almost the exact same color, he whispered, "Ready?"

"And waiting," she sighed back, her leg hooking over his hip as her arms did his shoulders.

Tony slowly sheathed himself inside her, biting his lip sharply to keep himself in check. She was wet and ready, but he'd never been one to take things too fast with women. They were smaller, more delicate, easily hurt, even though in many other ways, they were stronger than men. And Abby in particular he never, ever wanted to hurt.

She shuddered around him, cunt spasming tight on his dick, and gasped, "Fuck me! God, please Tony, just fuck me!"

When her nails raked fire up his back, Tony complied, driving the rest of the way inside in a fast movement. His hips started the familiar push-pull motions and he bent down to suck on one of her breasts. Gibbs' hands moved up and down his back in a rough massage, stopping now and again to squeeze and push his ass, briefly adding force to his fucking Abby. Shifting from one nipple to the other, Tony sucked and licked at the hard nub, eliciting moans and jerks from her.

"Does it feel good, DiNozzo? Is she tight and wet? She is for me, when we get down to it. Are you close? You look close. Is your cock hard enough to hammer nails? Are your balls tight and hot and aching? Are you ready to come, DiNozzo? Are you ready to spill inside her, fucking her harder and harder, making her take you like that? She loves it hard and nasty, whether it's in her cunt or her ass. She's a glutton for punishment and getting fucked and I bet you are too, aren't you? I bet you can't wait to take my cock in your ass, can you, DiNozzo? I'm going to split you wide open, fuck you so deep and hard you'll feel my dick up your throat. And when I'm done with you, you're going to beg me for more, aren't you?"

The words and the sensations mingled together until Tony didn't know which way was up. His heart thudded painfully hard in his chest, his cock and balls definitely aching to come, his and Abby's sweat mixing together as they writhed together. He wasn't going to come without her going over first though. That was a matter of honor for him, regardless of who he was with. She had to come first and Tony gritted his teeth as he slammed deep inside, changing angles with each thrust until Abby shrieked, nails digging into his shoulders. Grinning fiercely, he battered at that spot until she shuddered and wailed in pleasure, the walls of her cunt clamping down on him. He slammed home a few more times before allowing himself to let go and ground down into her, spurting safely into the condom.

Panting, Tony collapsed limply on Abby, his legs shaking as they struggled to hold him up.

Gentle lips touched his forehead and cheek as Abby chuckled weakly and said, "Damn. Tony. No wonder you've got such a busy social calendar. Lots of repeat customers, I bet."

He snorted in amusement and managed to straighten up enough to grin at her. "Not too many complaints, anyhow."

Feeling utterly relaxed and sated, Tony kissed her, taking her mouth sweetly and enjoying the response. So focused on her was he, that Tony had temporarily forgotten they weren't the only ones in the room. He was reminded when a slick finger slid inside his ass without any trouble at all. He squawked in surprise and broke off the kiss, twisting around to find Gibbs staring at him with a hungry expression. Trepidation filled him and he said, "Ah, Boss? I've never, you know, done anything with, with a guy before."

Gibbs smiled, for once completely free of sarcasm or flippancy, and assured him, "Just relax, DiNozzo. Let me take care of you. I promise that you'll enjoy this."

"You totally will, Tony," Abby confirmed.

Still uncertain, Tony nonetheless nodded.

Gibbs' smile deepened and he murmured, "Good boy," as his finger started moving in and out of Tony's hole.

Abby distracted him by playing with his nipples and squeezing on his mostly soft cock, which was still buried inside her. "What do you like, Tony? I could go down on you. Or I could jack you while Gibbs gets you ready. Want to fuck my breasts?"

Tony flushed at the evocative words, more in lust than embarrassment, though both were present. He wasn't used to women being so...blunt. Though of course with Abby, he should be. He frowned when two fingers filled him from behind, twisting and stretching him open. The feeling was definitely odd, though not really painful. Abby twisted on his nipples to regain his attention and he gasped at the zing of pain slicing through him to stir his dick inside her.

"Ooh. Liked that, did you? How about this?"

Before he could prepare himself, she bent down and bit down hard on one of his nipples. He gasped, "Oh Christ!" and arched into the painful contact.

Twin chuckles, both evil in nature, filled the air around him.

"Should've known," Gibbs observed wickedly, fingers still moving within Tony.

Abby sucked on the throbbing nipple then moved to the other and gave it similar treatment. Before he could get his balance back, Gibbs' unoccupied hand slapped heavily against Tony's ass. Dull pain settled in his ass as the other man gave him a short, but painful spanking with that one hand. Then his ass was free as Gibbs apparently switched hands, different, but equally slick fingers reentering him moments later and his other cheek being spanked to equal out the throbbing heat in his ass. Abby's fingers pinched and twisted his nipples into tight, hard nubs and he groaned, not sure what to do, the sensations were so unfamiliar and overwhelming. He'd never been used this way before and Tony was caught between embarrassment and need.

Then three fingers started stretching him and Tony groaned at the fullness. Abby started fucking herself on his cock, which had responded to the multitude of caresses by hardening further within her. It distracted him only a little, his body responding without what was left of his brain, his focus still on the fingers inside him.

Gibbs sucked and then bit the fleshy part of his earlobe before asking, "You ready, DiNozzo?"

Not sure if he was or not, but not one to back out on new experiences, Tony nodded. "Yeah. Do it."

Chuckling, Gibbs murmured, "Oh I'm going to, and you're going to love it."

Tony wasn't all that confident, but he also wasn't about to mention it. Abby took his mouth in a deep, wet kiss as the blunt, wide head of Gibbs' cock pushed against his hole. Tony's eyes watered as his body was stretched further than it ever had been and Gibbs forced his cock into Tony's ass. He was split apart, as promised, his body yielding to Gibbs' just like Tony always did to the man himself. It was an eternity before the pole in his ass was in all the way and Tony's eyes rolled back at the possession and he jerked hard into Abby, whimpering.

"Fuck, Tony, motherfucker, you're so God damned tight," Gibbs rasped in his ear, panting. "I've got you now, your cherry is all mine, you're mine."

Tony whimpered again, the words causing his stomach and heart to flip-flop in a way they never before had. Gibbs was plastered against him, every muscle and hair etched into Tony's skin.

"Jesus," Abby groaned. "Gibbs, shit. You should see his face."

"Oh, yeah?"

"Yeah. He sure as hell didn't look like that when he was fucking me."

And while it sounded like a complaint, Tony knew it wasn't. Her tone was too...admiring...to be a complaint. He itched deep inside for more, aching for Gibbs to do something. And then, as if reading his mind, Gibbs started moving; long, smooth strokes that possessed Tony and moved him within Abby. His cock was rock hard now, and he worried about the condom suddenly, gasping, "Stop, wait!"

Gibbs froze instantly, partway withdrawn, voice warm with concern as he asked, "What's wrong? Are you okay?"

"I'm, Christ, Gibbs, I'm great. But, the condom, Abby," Tony answered, struggling to make sense with his brain fried as it was.

Abby straightened and exclaimed, "Damn skippy! Hold that thought, boys."

Tony winced as the cool air hit his well-overheated cock when she pulled off him. Thankfully, it was only a minute or so before she expertly rolled a fresh one on him, and Gibbs undulated within him the entire time, loosening him in slow, careful movements.

Instead of returning to their previous position, however, Abby suggested, "The desk! Come on, move over here."

It was awkward, but they managed to get the ten feet or so to the desk, whereupon Abby hopped on top and spread her legs. This was, ultimately, a more comfortable position for them both; it let him rest over her as he slid back inside her, and allowing Abby to rest on something, instead of her back being cut into by a countertop. It also gave Gibbs a hell of a lot more leverage, as Tony found out only seconds later when the other man started fucking him in earnest.

Tony couldn't remember feeling so owned in his life and moaned in need of more. This entire thing was revealing more about himself than he'd ever suspected. Not the sex, really, since he'd always loved every form of sex he'd ever tried. It didn't truly surprise him to like sex with another man. No, it was the way he responded to how Gibbs was fucking him, hands curved possessively over Tony's hip and shoulder. It was giving himself over to the other man. It was the pleasure he'd felt on being spanked by Gibbs and bitten by Abby.

Submitting was proving to be almost as much pleasure as the sex itself, and that was shocking the shit out of him.

And then Gibbs sparked off some kind of mini-explosion inside and Tony cried out without thought, electricity cutting into him. It was relentless, after that. Gibbs hunched into him almost savagely, hitting that spot deep inside time after time. The force with which he took Tony caused Tony to move in Abby. Knowing it couldn't be enough to get her off again, Tony struggled to keep enough sense of himself to rub her clit.

Her hand caught his, though, and she grinned at him. "Don't even worry about it. This is getting me so fucking hot, you don't even need to do a damn thing, Tony."

Which was a relief, because Tony knew he wasn't going to have control of himself for much longer. He was almost at the edge, his balls hugging tight to his body as Gibbs plowed into him, over and over. Abby drew him down onto her, long legs wrapping around him and Gibbs, fingernails lightly raking up his sides, adding a shivery sensation to everything else.

And then it happened. One too many times of Gibbs nailing that spot. Tony cried out and came, body forcing seed from him a second time much too quickly. He moaned and buried his face against Abby's breast as Gibbs continued to fuck him, hearing the words from the other man like a second cock in his mind...

"That's it, take it, take my cock, Tony, your ass is mine, fuck you everywhere. Bend you over. Take your hole whenever. Sonuvabitch, so good, gonna loosen you up like a whore, my whore, Tony, my hole, oh fuck, fucking, God damn it!"

The guttural words ended with an equally harsh and low moan as Gibbs ground his cock as deep in Tony as it would go. Completely spent, Tony found that he couldn't have moved even if he'd wanted to, the way Gibbs was clamped around, and on, him. His ass was hot and sore and slick, the long, thick shaft having reshaped it from the inside, and he could feel Gibbs' balls hanging tight beneath him.

Drifting, Tony wasn't sure how long it was before Gibbs slowly pulled free of his body, but he whimpered with need, not wanting to lose the other man. He sighed, though, knowing that Abby had to be uncomfortable with his weight, and carefully withdrew from her. The condom was tossed in the trash, along with the one that Gibbs had used with him, and for a long minute, no one said anything.

Tony was almost scared to look at Gibbs, and so kept his eyes on the floor until Gibbs' hand cupped his chin and forced it up. Clear blue eyes met his and Gibbs smiled at him, causing Tony to relax.

"How long 'til those results are in, Abs?" Gibbs asked, not looking away from Tony.

Abby chuckled and replied, "Told you. Not for hours."

"No sense in us hanging around then. Get dressed, DiNozzo. You're coming home with me and we're going to get a few things straightened out."

Tony swallowed against a dry throat, licking his lips as he took in the hungry, commanding expression on the other man's face. Knowing his response would dictate how their future would go, he hesitated before saying demurely, "Yes, Sir."

Approval showed on Gibbs' face and the hand left Tony's chin to slap him hard on the ass.

Feeling his cock stir despite the recent activities, Tony was grinning more due to the sense of rightness inside than the sex he was sure to come.

No pun intended.

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