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NCIS Fic "Rehumanize Yourself" 
16th-May-2005 12:18 pm
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Somehow, I seem to have written another NCIS fic. It's porn, or as porny as you can get without ever using the word penis or any of it synonyms. I'm not good at dirty talk. And it's also, hmm, fluffy, I believe is the word I'm looking for. As fluffy as Tony and Gibbs get, at least.

I have no idea if this works. The scene I see in my head is hot, but I'm not sure if I managed to transfer the hotness into words. I'd be very grateful for feedback and constructive criticism. But on to the fic:

Title: Rehumanize Yourself
Author: Oceana
Email: oceana2602@gmail.com
Warnings: If you are not an adult, go away.
Spoilers: Set after “Red Cell”, minor spoilers for the end of the episode.
Summary: Because violence here is a social norm.
Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me. Title again stolen from The Police. I have no shame.
Archives: List archives yes, all others please ask.

The door is open when Tony enters, but for once Gibbs isn’t in the basement. Tony finds him sitting on the couch, a single lamp in the corner of the living room the only source of light, softening Gibbs’s profile. Tony can still see how tired Gibbs looks underneath the scratches and bruises on his face.

“Hey boss.” Tony greets him.

Gibbs keeps his eyes closed and doesn’t reply.

“So,” Tony says and sits down next to him. “Want me to take a look at those wounds?”

Now Gibbs turns his head and glares.

“Looks nasty, boss.” He reaches out to touch the bruise on Gibbs’s left cheek. Even in the semi-darkness he can see that it has become swollen and blue since the fight a few hours ago.

Gibbs bats his hand away.

“They are fine.”

“You sure, boss? Doesn’t look fine to me. Want me to get you some ice?” He is trying to touch with his other hand now, the right one still in Gibbs’s grip.

“No, DiNozzo! I do not want you to get me ice.” Gibbs must be the only person who can glare with his voice, just by emphasizing the words the way he does. He is sitting up now and seems genuinely annoyed, just as Tony expected.

“What are you doing here anyway? Shouldn’t you be out with some hot college girl?”

Tony keeps his smile at that remark to himself. Better not to provoke Gibbs any further.

“Cancelled it. College girls aren’t what they used to be.”

“Is that so?” Gibbs has turned around to face Tony completely now, and his eyes give nothing away. For a moment Tony wonders if Gibbs really wants to be left alone, but then Gibbs lets go of Tony’s hand and reaches up to his neck, burying his fingers in Tony’s hair.

“You know what I want, Tony?” The grip in his hair gets stronger as Gibbs pulls Tony’s head toward himself.

“I want to fuck you, Tony.” he whispers into Tony’s ear. Tony’s mouth is suddenly dry and he swallows. As much as he wants to have sex, he isn’t quite sure if it is such a good idea, considering Gibbs is probably bruised all over. And considering the mood he is in.

“Uhm, boss, I’m not…”

“Shut up, Tony.” Gibbs says, his voice rough. The hands in his hair hold Tony still, making it impossible for him to turn his head and evade Gibbs’s intense look.

“I really don’t…” before he can finish his sentence, Gibbs has moved in to kiss him, his tongue invading Tony’s mouth, teeth bumping against his lips, forcing Tony to open up for him. Tony doesn’t have a chance to kiss back; all he can do is go along with it, unable to move closer or to back away with his head in Gibbs’s strong grip. Gibbs’s other hand is at Tony’s groin now, and Tony can’t hide that he is achingly hard.

“Turn around.” Gibbs orders.

Tony is still dazed from the kiss, and when he doesn’t comply immediately, Gibbs takes him by the shoulders and spins him around. His face lands on the armrest of the couch with a smack, his ass is being pulled up and before he has time to get his hands out from underneath his body to support his weight, Gibbs is opening Tony’s jeans, one hand reaching into his boxers. Tony can’t suppress a groan when Gibbs’s fingers close around him.

Gibbs is kneeling behind him now, his upper body pressed so close against Tony that Tony couldn’t move away if he wanted to. He can feel Gibbs’s breath on his neck, panting and hot, Gibbs’s hand stroking him in the confined space of his jeans with more force than he is used to. It feels incredible.

“Tell me you want this, Tony.” Gibbs’s voice is calm, but the way he presses his still-clothed groin against Tony’s ass betrays how badly he wants Tony. The knowledge of this sends a wave of arousal through Tony’s body, and he trembles all over.

“Tony.” Gibbs is panting into Tony’s ear and pressing closer, but still waiting for an answer.

“I want this.” Tony grunts. He can hardly speak with his head in the armrest and Gibbs’s weight pushing him down. He feels Gibbs catch his breath, and then his jeans are being yanked down to his knees, a rough finger invading him. It hurts without lube and he hisses at the pain, but he also moves into the touch. He can’t remember being turned on that much in a long time.

“Oh god,” Gibbs groans. “Condom, DiNozzo.”

“Pocket,” he says into the armrest and Gibbs’s hand is there a second later, pulling the condom out of his jeans. He can hear a zipper and then the tear of the package and he pushes himself up on his hands, wanting to see Gibbs.

“Stay down.”

A hand at the small of his back pushes him down, but this time he can brace himself on the armrest before his face hits it again. A finger wet with spit touches him shortly, then Gibbs is pushing into him, hot, thick, splitting him in two. The condom is prelubed, but it still hurts more than he is used to. He presses his teeth together and waits for the pain to decrease, concentrating on relaxing for Gibbs. Gibbs’s hands hold Tony’s hips in a bruising grip, and then Tony feels the cold of Gibbs belt at his leg and he realizes that they are both still dressed.

“Oh god,” he thinks, and suddenly Gibbs is slipping all the way inside, hitting Tony’s prostate and the pain is forgotten.

“Tony.” Gibbs pants, pushing deeper.

White hot pleasure sparks inside him. “Move,” he wants to say but all that comes out is another moan. Gibbs starts fucking him, pulling out slowly and pushing in again with force, hitting Tony’s prostate every time. Tony thinks he is going crazy from the feeling, he wants to move into the touch, but Gibbs’s hands are still holding him down, each thrust pushing him deeper into the couch. Gibbs is making noises now, a desperate groan from deep within every time he pushes inside, and Tony tries to stop himself from moaning so he can listen to Gibbs, listen how he lets go. Gibbs’s belt buckle is digging painfully into his upper leg and he can’t decide if he wants to pull away from the pain of move into it, it’s too much, too fast. He needs more, needs to be touched, but he can’t let go of the armrest, not with Gibbs fucking him with such force, almost pushing him over the edge of the couch. He wants to spread his legs for Gibbs, surrender even more, feel Gibbs take possession of him, but with his jeans still around his knees he can’t even do that. And then Gibbs leans down again, his hand reaching around to touch Tony, stroking furiously, his breath hot and humid on Tony’s neck, biting down hard. All Tony can feel are Gibbs’s last erratic thrusts inside him and the teeth buried in his shoulder and then he is coming, all over Gibbs’s hand, himself and the couch.

“Fuck.” Gibbs says into his neck a few minutes later, after their breathing has calmed down a little.

“Just did.” Tony mumbles against the arm rest. He can’t suppress a little grunt of pain as Gibbs pulls out.

“Are you okay?” There’s real concern in Gibbs’s voice now. Tony summons the energy to turn around and look at him. They are both hot and sweaty, and Tony knows his face must be as red as Gibbs’s bruises from being pressed into the couch.

Gibbs wraps the used condom into a tissue and then turns to Tony again.

“Let me see that,” he says and tries to take a closer look at Tony’s neck. It hurts where Gibbs bit him, and Tony is sure that the spot will be dark and sore for days.

“I’m fine.” he says.

Gibbs looks at him helplessly. His hand comes up to caress Tony’s sweaty cheek, and then he kisses him again. This time the kiss is soft and gentle, teeth tenderly nipping at Tony’s lips, their tongues meeting carefully. Gibbs’s hands are all over Tony’s body, stroking along his sides, gently rubbing his nipples through the shirt he is still wearing.

“Tony, I’m …”

“It’s okay,” he interrupts. “Don’t worry.” He gets another slow kiss in response and settles back against the couch, Gibbs’s arms around him. Tony wraps his legs around Gibbs’s waist and waits for him to relax.

“Somehow, I don’t remember college ever being quite like this.” He says with a smile.

Gibbs’s hand comes up to smack Tony’s head automatically, but at the last moment he must have reconsidered, because he strokes through Tony’s hair instead and gives him another kiss, before he settles his head on Tony’s shoulder.

“Stay tonight.” Gibbs says.

“Sure, boss.”

Gibbs’s breath changes and Tony knows he is asleep. He puts his arms around him and pulls him closer.

16th-May-2005 11:11 am (UTC)
Wow. The edge of violence was... unnerving. But you're right, it's the norm in their world and the caring underneath was almost as painful to share.

And the hot translated quite well from your head, nice job.
16th-May-2005 02:45 pm (UTC)
Thank you. I rewatched Red Cell, and Gibbs was so angry at the end. I don't usually see him as aviolent person, but it felt like his way to act on his anger.
16th-May-2005 11:17 am (UTC)
ha, don't listen to me, i've never even SEEN NCIS. i liked the edgy!sex (or rather pre-sex) part. and the tell me you want this!
16th-May-2005 01:35 pm (UTC)
you should watch it for MW omg! ;P
16th-May-2005 11:28 am (UTC)
you've peeled back the layers of their personalities in quite a remarkable way. *guh* and quite poignant. it makes me wonder how much either of them can bear stillness either together or apart. :)
16th-May-2005 02:48 pm (UTC)
Thank you! I'm so glad it worked for you. :-)
16th-May-2005 12:23 pm (UTC)
This is what stories should be like. I can totally see the angry sex with a mix of veiled post-coital tenderness. I love Gibbs losing it like that, and the decisions made without talking or sharing feeling.

It's really wonderful.
16th-May-2005 02:53 pm (UTC)
Thank you! I'm so glad you liked it. And you recced me! Wow! Thank you so much!
16th-May-2005 01:34 pm (UTC)
Wow, yeah, what they said. I'm almost afraid of what Gibbs could be capable of doing, but even so, he still cares, and that's... well, I like it.
16th-May-2005 02:55 pm (UTC)
I'm a bit afraid of Gibbs as well, with a good reason as Red Cell has shown. But that part of Gibbs is also a big turn on for me, and it was of course the reason why I wrote this.
I'm glad you liked it, thanks for letting me know. :-)
16th-May-2005 01:36 pm (UTC)

I gotta agree with burntsm0re. The violence had me squirming in my seat, almost as much as the hotness did. (did that make sense?) Par for the course though with these two...

Excellent job.
16th-May-2005 02:57 pm (UTC)
Thank you, I'm glad I could make you squirm. You were squirming in a good way, I hope. :-)
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17th-May-2005 05:26 am (UTC)
Heh, thank you! I'm glad I coul brighten up your morning. :-)
16th-May-2005 04:20 pm (UTC)
Great story. I think the violence before and during the sex is a part of Gibbs character. That he can show it to Tony and not worry, showed how well Gibbs knows Tony and is comfortable with him.

The sex was quick, and hot and dirty(which is a good thing). I kept expecting Tony to fall off the couch, since Gibbs wasn't giving him time to prepare mentally or physically.

Like the end with Gibbs kissing Tony over and over.
17th-May-2005 05:28 am (UTC)
I tiny little part of me wanted Tony to fall of the couch, if only so that he could hurt himself a little and be teased about it by Kate the next morning. But then Gibbs reminded me that this was supposed to be about him, so Tony can fall off the couch another time. ;-)
Thanks commenting, I'm glad you liked it. :-)
16th-May-2005 06:33 pm (UTC)
This fic is awesome! I really like the bit about Gibbs going to cuff Tony then just running his hands through Tony's hair.

Where did you get the Tony mood icon set?
17th-May-2005 05:29 am (UTC)
Thank you!
And the mood set was made by a_gal_icons. You can find it at her website, here:
16th-May-2005 08:21 pm (UTC)
“Condom, DiNozzo.”

“Pocket,” he says into the armrest

*crows* Now that's a boy who comes prepared!

The ending manages to be sweet and lovely while remaining very much in character, which I think must have been fricking *hard* to do. Awesome. :)
17th-May-2005 05:32 am (UTC)
Heh, this is Tony we are talking about, of course he is prepared. ;-)

The ending manages to be sweet and lovely while remaining very much in character, which I think must have been fricking *hard* to do. Awesome. :)
Thank you! I'm so glad it worked, because yes, it was a but hard to get thme to be cuddly. They aren't really the cuddly types. Not when they are watched, anyway.
16th-May-2005 09:08 pm (UTC)
I have no idea if this works. The scene I see in my head is hot, but I'm not sure if I managed to transfer the hotness into words.

you managed all right! It is both hot and perfectly believable, I can practically hear the characters speaking as if I were watching it on tv...too bad I don't think they'll ever make an ep like this :-) Very nice story.
17th-May-2005 05:33 am (UTC)
I bet they just cut off that part from Red Cell, because the ep would hae been too long otherwise. ;-)
Thank you!
16th-May-2005 11:57 pm (UTC)
Yum yum.

Certainly worked for me. And you worked out that pronoun problem quite nicely, if I do say so. (And I do.)

Although every time, I kept misreading the title as "Rheumatism." But that's my problem, really, not yours.
17th-May-2005 05:38 am (UTC)
Although every time, I kept misreading the title as "Rheumatism."
Damn, now you gave away the theme of my grand Gibbs rheumatism fic that I'm writing on. ;-)
Thank you, I'm very flattered that you liked it.
19th-May-2005 03:03 am (UTC)
Muh. Yes, that's hot. You've achieved hot. Wicked hot. Porny hot. The whole on the couch with the jeans still on thing really works for me. Along with Tony really liking it. Even though it hurts a bit and he's uncomfortable, he's really turned on by it and yup, that works for me.

I especially love how Gibbs seems to be so in control, but at the end, it's obvious he's not in control at all, at least not of himself. And then they cuddle. ::squees::

I love it.
20th-May-2005 08:35 pm (UTC)
Thank you, you are too sweet. Your comments have me all squeeing with joy like the little fangirl I am. :-)
17th-Nov-2005 01:29 am (UTC)
I had the feeling Tony was - consciously - blade running right from the start. And it made your story all the more convincing! Love it! Very much so!
23rd-Nov-2005 07:49 am (UTC)
I'm glad you liked it, and thank you for letting me know! :-)
29th-Jan-2006 10:12 pm (UTC)
holy shit this was amazing.
i loved the pure force gibbs was putting forth but the way he still totally needed tony. and damn this was hot!

im becoming totally obsessd with these two hehe.
21st-Mar-2009 06:20 am (UTC)
Answering another comment on this, I realize that I never saw yours!
*hates lj*
Thanks for the feedback, so glad you liked it. And yes with the obsession, I still feel it, even five years after I watched my first episode. Instant love! :-)
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