One second Tony had been expecting a smack upside his head, the next he was flat on his back on the gym floor.
"Boss?"
"What have I told you about flirting on the job DiNozzo?" Gibbs was now on top of Tony, his face just inches above.
"Uh...not to?" It was impossible for Tony to concentrate. Not only was there a buck eighty of Marine pinning him down, Gibbs was doing something with his hips that was wiping out all coherent thought from Tony's brain.
"And yet I come into the gym and what are you doing?"
"C'mon Boss! That wasn't flirting, I was just..." Gibbs hip movements became more insistent.
"Really? Because from where I was standing you asking the Gunny to show you his moves looked like flirting to me."
"I was uh...just...oh God..."
Tony was rock hard at this point and knew that his dick would pushing his sweats out obscenely if it weren't for Gibbs body being directly on top of his. He wanted to come just from the motion, but Gibbs was keeping the pressure _just_ shy of enough.
"FINE! I was flirting. You usually just headslap me and we move on." Score another one for Gibbs' interrogation technique. Though Tony hoped he was the only one who was on the receiving end of this one.
Gibbs voice was low and rough as he leaned in further to speak directly into Tony's ear. "Perky blondes with big tits are worth a headslap. Muscled Gunnys without their shirts on deserve something a bit more special."
If this was the _punishment_ for flirting with a Marine, Tony thought it might be worth hitting the gym with a shirtless Marine every night. He just needed Gibbs to put a bit more pressure right...
Suddenly the weight was gone. Gibbs had stood up and now had a smile on his face that was somewhere between feral and evil.
"Boss?"
"Time to head home DiNozzo."
"NOW? But what about, you know?" He gestured towards the giant mound that was his crotch.
"If you're a really good boy, I'll consider taking care of it tonight. Or not."
Tony's head slammed back against the floor. Yeah. This was a thousand times worse than a headslap.
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ninetydegrees
So Not a Headslap - Rated PG-13
on 2010-08-21 11:08 pm (UTC)"Boss?"
"What have I told you about flirting on the job DiNozzo?" Gibbs was now on top of Tony, his face just inches above.
"Uh...not to?" It was impossible for Tony to concentrate. Not only was there a buck eighty of Marine pinning him down, Gibbs was doing something with his hips that was wiping out all coherent thought from Tony's brain.
"And yet I come into the gym and what are you doing?"
"C'mon Boss! That wasn't flirting, I was just..." Gibbs hip movements became more insistent.
"Really? Because from where I was standing you asking the Gunny to show you his moves looked like flirting to me."
"I was uh...just...oh God..."
Tony was rock hard at this point and knew that his dick would pushing his sweats out obscenely if it weren't for Gibbs body being directly on top of his. He wanted to come just from the motion, but Gibbs was keeping the pressure _just_ shy of enough.
"FINE! I was flirting. You usually just headslap me and we move on." Score another one for Gibbs' interrogation technique. Though Tony hoped he was the only one who was on the receiving end of this one.
Gibbs voice was low and rough as he leaned in further to speak directly into Tony's ear. "Perky blondes with big tits are worth a headslap. Muscled Gunnys without their shirts on deserve something a bit more special."
If this was the _punishment_ for flirting with a Marine, Tony thought it might be worth hitting the gym with a shirtless Marine every night. He just needed Gibbs to put a bit more pressure right...
Suddenly the weight was gone. Gibbs had stood up and now had a smile on his face that was somewhere between feral and evil.
"Boss?"
"Time to head home DiNozzo."
"NOW? But what about, you know?" He gestured towards the giant mound that was his crotch.
"If you're a really good boy, I'll consider taking care of it tonight. Or not."
Tony's head slammed back against the floor. Yeah. This was a thousand times worse than a headslap.