Disclaimer: I'm not Bellesario or CBS, so I don't claim to own them.
Word Count: 1,000
Beta: avamclean (who was distracted by hotness, so all mistakes remain mine...)
Note: Title of M*A*S*H episode 02x04 inspired this fic...
Written For: xmas_kinkathon's X-Mas in July Event (I forgot about claiming the prompt, so it's a little late.)
Prompt: Gibbs/DiNozzo, Collar!Kink, Biting!Kink, Gibbs claims and marks his territory when he finds lipstick on Tony's neck.
Crossposted: ncisfanfic; ncis_fic; gibbs_dinozzo; ncis_slash; xmas_kinkathon
Summary: Gibbs wanted to stake his claim when he saw something out of place on Tony.
Gibbs looked up from his boat as Tony made his way down the steps. The white collared shirt was untucked from the denim jeans he wore and the top buttons were undone, displaying a small patch of the hair that covered Tony's chest. Setting his tool down on the bench, Gibbs made his way over to the younger man.
He was reaching his hand behind his neck for a kiss when a smudge of color on the collar of the otherwise pristine shirt caught his attention. He rerouted his hand to the collar and turned it up for a closer examination. Seeing the smudge of lipstick on Tony's collar stirred an intense feeling of jealousy within Gibbs and he found himself pushing Tony toward the wall pinning him there.
Tony let out a puff of air as his back connected with the wall and he looked ready to question what was going on. To keep him quiet, Gibbs pressed their mouths together. When Tony opened his mouth to exhale a moan, Gibbs took advantage and invaded the other man's mouth.
They remained with their lips locked for several minutes as Gibbs kept Tony's arms pressed against the wall. However, his mind keep drifted back to that splash of color on the collar and he wanted to remove it from both Tony and from his memory.
"Keep those there," he said in a low voice as he released Tony's arms with a push against the wall. Then he moved his free hands up to the buttons on Tony's designer shirt.
Normally, Gibbs liked to slowly strip Tony's clothes from his body. With each patch of skin that was revealed, Gibbs enjoyed licking, kissing and even biting his way until all the clothes were gone. This time, he just wanted the shirt gone, along with its anonymous lipstick.
With a tug on the material, buttons flew in every direction, leaving the shirt open to Tony's muscular chest. With deft hands, Gibbs slid the material off of Tony's shoulders, tugged his arms out of it and tossed the offended piece of clothing in a heap with his other work rags.
Tony was breathing heavily as he tried to form a weak protest. "You know that was a Paul Fred-"
Gibbs cut him off with another deep kiss. Satisfied that Tony would keep quiet aside from the noise Gibbs wanted to hear, he moved from Tony's mouth to his intended target.
As soon as he had seen the lipstick on the collar, Gibbs had wanted to bite Tony's throat, show him who he belonged to. It didn't matter in Gibbs' mind if there was some innocent story behind the lipstick; he wanted something else to think of when he looked at Tony's neck.
Licking his way along the strong lines of Tony's jaw, Gibbs positioned his mouth over the juncture where shoulders and neck met. He paid close attention to the spot, thoroughly wetting it with his tongue as he laved at the spot.
As his mouth worked, his hands weren't idle. Gibbs had popped the button on Tony's jeans and was working his way into the other man's boxers. He found the hard and leaking cock he had expected and pulled it free of the material around it.
He diverted his attention on Tony's neck for a brief moment, long enough to wet his hand. Then he turned back to his task, his mouth locked on the spot on Tony's neck and his moistened hand sliding along Tony's growing length.
He gathered the pre-come from the tip of Tony's cock as he swept his fingers over it, using it to increase his actions. He kept his body pressed full length of Tony and pleasured in the rasping breath and the tremors he could feel from the man he had pinned to the wall.
"Boss…" was breathed out amongst the little moans and gasps he was eliciting from Tony's sensitive body.
In answer, Gibbs whispered against the reddening skin beneath his mouth. "Mine Tony. Gonna make sure you know it."
That prompted Tony's hands to leave their position and slide around to cup Gibbs' ass. It brought Gibbs closer to Tony's body and he didn't complain about him disobeying an order with Tony's free cock bumped into his own length still trapped in his pants.
His hand moved faster, twisting and sliding along Tony's cock as he sucked more skin into his mouth. He began working the skin between his teeth, relishing in the feel of the warmth in his mouth and the saltiness of the sweat that touched his tongue.
He felt Tony's balls draw up and knew that he was getting close. In time with his thumb sweeping over the tip of Tony's cock, he bit down hard on the skin he had worked into his teeth.
Tony cried out as his head snapped back into the wall. Gibbs felt the spurts of come coating his hand, but his attention was on the mark he had just made on Tony's skin.
He pulled his head back enough to see the angry red mark his teeth had left behind. A few spots were already taking a purple tinge and Gibbs bent his head back in to lick over the spot he had left, his claim.
Tony finally slumped against Gibbs' body for support and Gibbs wrapped his arms around the other man, relishing in the strong body that was his.
Sometime later, as they lay in bed, Tony finally spoke.
"You know it was just Abby, right? Never was anything between us. She knows better."
Gibbs' hand tightened in Tony's hair where he had been threading his fingers. Tony underestimated himself far too much and it always struck a nerve with him.
"I know damn well it was Abby, the lipstick was black. And the only reason she stayed away from you is because this," and Gibbs leaned in and placed a warm kiss over the still tender bite that graced Tony's throat.