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Pit Bull
Gibbs heard DiNozzo moving around the bathroom and he called out, You always just let yourself into peoples homes?
DiNozzo drew back the shower curtain and stepped inside with Gibbs. You knew I was coming, he replied, not even bothering to feign shame at the awful double entendre.
Gibbs turned into the spray to rinse the soap from his chest and DiNozzo took the bar from him, but instead of washing with it, he set it back on the shelf. Gibbs glanced over his shoulder in irritation and DiNozzo started massaging Gibbs tense back as a substitute.
Youre so tight, DiNozzo said, his hands quickly abandoning their task and moving lower.
The porn dialogue is annoying, Gibbs replied.
He didnt have to turn around to know DiNozzo just shrugged off his lack of appreciation for DiNozzos other interests, but Gibbs did appreciate the skills DiNozzo had acquired from it. He couldnt imagine any of DiNozzos lovers ever being dissatisfied when his mouth was doing something more constructive like
DiNozzo! Gibbs barked.
DiNozzo was kneeling behind him and DiNozzo chuckled, tongue flicking over the stinging bite mark on Gibbs ass. Yeah, boss? DiNozzos thumb stroked the crease between Gibbs thigh and butt and Gibbs snorted defiantly at the subtle request.
DiNozzo just laughed again like he didnt care one way or the other. His hands grabbed Gibbs hips, alluding that hed given up, but instead of turning Gibbs around to blow him, DiNozzo pulled Gibbs back and planted his nose between Gibbs cheeks, persistent that Gibbs give in.
Gibbs ducked his head under the spray one last time and turned off the water. He yanked back the shower curtain just because DiNozzo hated that first blast of cold air. Knowing he shouldnt enjoy it as much as he did, Gibbs watched DiNozzo shiver and glare at him as his wet hair dripped in his eyes and his skin puckered with goose pimples.
Gibbs just grinned back and then put both hands on the tiled wall and spread his legs so DiNozzo could rim him.
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