Fic: Brave New World (NCIS; Gibbs/DiNozzo)
Title: Brave New World
Author: kaylashay81
Rating: FR21
Disclaimer: I'm not Bellesario or CBS, so I don't claim to own them.
Genre: Slash
Pairings: Gibbs/DiNozzo
Warnings: Puppy Play / Kink
Word Count: 727
Written For: tictactales based on my tile; Prompts: Naive, Puppy Play, T-Shirt
Crossposted: gibbs_dinozzo; tictactales
Summary: He'd experienced many things in his life, but this one had never crossed his mind.Tony loved sex. He'd loved it since he'd accidently ordered a porno at one of the hotel rooms his dad had left him while business was being done. He loved the way two bodies fit together and moved in rhythm.
He'd lost his virginity at seventeen with not just one but two people. He best friend Jack and along with Jack's girlfriend wanted him to have a graduation night to remember; and boy did he. He'd slid into Sara's welcoming heat while Jack had taken him from behind. Tony hadn't been sure which way to thrust, but it had been wonderful.
That first encounter had set the tone for his future sex life. While he didn't advertise it, Tony was up for anything and anyone. Man or woman didn't matter as long as there was that connection. And when it came to kinks, Tony had very few limits. He'd try almost anything at least once and nine times out of ten he was up for more rounds.
However, nothing he had done in the past both in and out of the bedroom had prepared him for the suggestion from his current lover. He'd been intrigued and started asking questions, but his stomach had churned with a sense of naivety he had never felt before.
His lover had left him alone in the bedroom with the instructions to get comfortable and that he would be back shortly with some supplies that would help. Tony was anything but comfortable as he stripped down to his boxers and a white t-shirt.
He paced the floor for several minutes, running his hand through his hair. The idea of what he was about to do both excited him and unnerved him. No matter how hard and diverse he had played in the past, he'd never let him go of himself. If he was to do this, he was going to go to a place that was unknown.
Deciding he was working himself up for no reason, Tony dropped to the floor on a pillow he'd tossed down. He settled on his knees and rested his ass on his heels. He debated momentarily taking the t-shirt and boxers off, after all, his lover had seen every inch of him. But the thought of venturing into new territory without anything to protect him the first time had him opting to keep the clothes on.
He let his hands drop to his legs and hung his head to take calming, deep breaths. Slowly, the anxiety bled away and he felt a wave of peace flow over him. He almost missed the sound of the bedroom door opening a few minutes later. He glanced up at his lover and smiled, happy to receive one in return.
"Leaving the clothes on?" his lover questioned softly.
Tony just nodded, not wanting to break the balance within his mind.
His lover knelt down and ran a hand through his hair several times. Tony finally realized the man was petting him and he tilted his hand into the hand.
"Got some stuff to help out," Tony heard the words, but they were slightly out of focus as he thought about the hand threading through his fur.
A collar was placed around his throat, a metal tag resting cool against his skin. Some gloves were slid on to his hands and he leaned forward to test them on the wood floor of the bedroom. Then some kneepads were put in place and Tony let himself inch forward off the pillow.
Then he stopped and tilted his head up toward his lover, a questioning look on his face. He wanted to ask the question to find out what was next, but instead he let out a little sound that wasn't quite human but wasn't quite anything else either.
The hand came back and started stroking his head and he let his mind drift further away at the touch. Then the petting stopped and he heard a strong voice telling him something. It was one word, but he wasn't sure what to do so he stayed put just watching the man attached to the hand.
The word was given again along with an encouraging waggle of fingers. He found he wanted those fingers to touch him again, so he stepped forward and followed the hand and ventured into a new and exciting world.
Author: kaylashay81
Rating: FR21
Disclaimer: I'm not Bellesario or CBS, so I don't claim to own them.
Genre: Slash
Pairings: Gibbs/DiNozzo
Warnings: Puppy Play / Kink
Word Count: 727
Written For: tictactales based on my tile; Prompts: Naive, Puppy Play, T-Shirt
Crossposted: gibbs_dinozzo; tictactales
Summary: He'd experienced many things in his life, but this one had never crossed his mind.Tony loved sex. He'd loved it since he'd accidently ordered a porno at one of the hotel rooms his dad had left him while business was being done. He loved the way two bodies fit together and moved in rhythm.
He'd lost his virginity at seventeen with not just one but two people. He best friend Jack and along with Jack's girlfriend wanted him to have a graduation night to remember; and boy did he. He'd slid into Sara's welcoming heat while Jack had taken him from behind. Tony hadn't been sure which way to thrust, but it had been wonderful.
That first encounter had set the tone for his future sex life. While he didn't advertise it, Tony was up for anything and anyone. Man or woman didn't matter as long as there was that connection. And when it came to kinks, Tony had very few limits. He'd try almost anything at least once and nine times out of ten he was up for more rounds.
However, nothing he had done in the past both in and out of the bedroom had prepared him for the suggestion from his current lover. He'd been intrigued and started asking questions, but his stomach had churned with a sense of naivety he had never felt before.
His lover had left him alone in the bedroom with the instructions to get comfortable and that he would be back shortly with some supplies that would help. Tony was anything but comfortable as he stripped down to his boxers and a white t-shirt.
He paced the floor for several minutes, running his hand through his hair. The idea of what he was about to do both excited him and unnerved him. No matter how hard and diverse he had played in the past, he'd never let him go of himself. If he was to do this, he was going to go to a place that was unknown.
Deciding he was working himself up for no reason, Tony dropped to the floor on a pillow he'd tossed down. He settled on his knees and rested his ass on his heels. He debated momentarily taking the t-shirt and boxers off, after all, his lover had seen every inch of him. But the thought of venturing into new territory without anything to protect him the first time had him opting to keep the clothes on.
He let his hands drop to his legs and hung his head to take calming, deep breaths. Slowly, the anxiety bled away and he felt a wave of peace flow over him. He almost missed the sound of the bedroom door opening a few minutes later. He glanced up at his lover and smiled, happy to receive one in return.
"Leaving the clothes on?" his lover questioned softly.
Tony just nodded, not wanting to break the balance within his mind.
His lover knelt down and ran a hand through his hair several times. Tony finally realized the man was petting him and he tilted his hand into the hand.
"Got some stuff to help out," Tony heard the words, but they were slightly out of focus as he thought about the hand threading through his fur.
A collar was placed around his throat, a metal tag resting cool against his skin. Some gloves were slid on to his hands and he leaned forward to test them on the wood floor of the bedroom. Then some kneepads were put in place and Tony let himself inch forward off the pillow.
Then he stopped and tilted his head up toward his lover, a questioning look on his face. He wanted to ask the question to find out what was next, but instead he let out a little sound that wasn't quite human but wasn't quite anything else either.
The hand came back and started stroking his head and he let his mind drift further away at the touch. Then the petting stopped and he heard a strong voice telling him something. It was one word, but he wasn't sure what to do so he stayed put just watching the man attached to the hand.
The word was given again along with an encouraging waggle of fingers. He found he wanted those fingers to touch him again, so he stepped forward and followed the hand and ventured into a new and exciting world.