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Disclaimer: The characters from the show aren't mine, they belong to
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recognise are mine. Feedback would be nice, positive feedback would
be nicer. Enjoy! Category: Ficlet. Slash implied. Angst. Lots and lots of angst. Rating: PG-17 this part Characters: Gibbs/DiNozzo Series: No - standalones Spoilers: None intended but anything might get a mention Summary: Boats. Water. Eventually Archive: Just tell me where it's going Additional `stuff': Nothing I can think of. Another ficlet. Until I have time to work on a longer fic. These just keep coming to me… Title: Sore spot – Three Gibbs sighed tiredly and waited for the pills to kick in. While Tony was in the bathroom, he sneaked a couple, knowing Tony would see the water bottle half-empty and that he would know. And worry. At least at three am, Tony’s attention span before he fell back asleep would be short. With any luck *very* short. Tony padded softly back from the bathroom, remembering Gibbs’ warning that if he ordered the ‘Jumbo soda meal deal’ from the pizza place he would be peeing in the night. Gibbs appeared to be asleep, but Tony knew that was unlikely. He had seen the water bottle and whispered: ‘Doesn’t hurt at all, huh boss?’ He slipped back under the bedclothes and pulled Gibbs close, his hand rubbing Gibbs’ shoulder gently. ‘Jumbo soda.’ Gibbs muttered in an ‘I told you so’ tone. Tony chuckled softly. ‘Is it bad tonight?’ Gibbs moaned softly as Tony massaged the damaged muscles under his fingertips. ‘Nah.’ Tony smiled at the lie. ‘How long till you finish your boat?’ ‘Depends.’ ‘On what?’ ‘How often you offer to help.’ Tony squeezed a tiny bit too firmly and Gibbs hissed through gritted teeth. ‘You don’t like it when I help?’ Gibbs settled back down as Tony’s grip lessened. ‘Did I say that?’ Tony chuckled. ‘Close your eyes. Imagine we’re on the deck, sea breeze, sunshine, sound of the waves. It’s hot, we’ve got a picnic and beer. You’re…doing stuff with ropes and I’m…’ ‘Staring at the girls in swimsuits on the other boats?’ Tony groaned. ‘Oh God…now I’m awake and horny and…’ Gibbs rolled in Tony’s arms, looking at him with a soft smile. ‘I can help you with that.’ End
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