Gibbs wasn’t the dating kind. He knew he should have asked Tony over for steak cowboy style instead of going to DiNozzo’s apartment. Tony’d mixed up the sugar and salt for the tomato sauce, he’d burned the brownies, and the beer had been lukewarm.
When Gibbs had gone to the bathroom, he’d slipped on some water, falling and wrenching his knee, and when Tony’d come running to investigate, he’d slipped and wacked his head against the wall, knocking himself silly.
They’d managed to get to the bedroom without incident and Tony’d stripped off Gibbs’ pants, checking his knee for swelling, while Gibbs did a concussion check on DiNozzo. And one thing had led to another, despite their injuries.
He usually didn’t have sex on the first date, but this was DiNozzo and it’d been damn good. Tony was stretched out beside him, chuckling, completely spent. And as Gibbs angled his gaze over, he couldn’t help laughing too.
“Hell of a first date,” Tony commented between chuckles.
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Comedy of Errors
Date: 2012-01-09 11:19 pm (UTC)When Gibbs had gone to the bathroom, he’d slipped on some water, falling and wrenching his knee, and when Tony’d come running to investigate, he’d slipped and wacked his head against the wall, knocking himself silly.
They’d managed to get to the bedroom without incident and Tony’d stripped off Gibbs’ pants, checking his knee for swelling, while Gibbs did a concussion check on DiNozzo. And one thing had led to another, despite their injuries.
He usually didn’t have sex on the first date, but this was DiNozzo and it’d been damn good. Tony was stretched out beside him, chuckling, completely spent. And as Gibbs angled his gaze over, he couldn’t help laughing too.
“Hell of a first date,” Tony commented between chuckles.
“Next time, my place.”
“Can’t wait.”