For some stupid reason or another, he'd invited DiNozzo out for a drink after they closed a case where a marine was found to be responsible in his daughter's murder. Actually he didn't really invite as much as tell DiNozzo to get his ass in the bar ASAP. He had a gut feeling the case was going to make his senior agent fall into one of those "funks" where he decided to drink and party until he forgot the case. Well, the fact of the matter was that Gibbs didn't have time for a hung-over agent, especially with Ziva deciding to take up night classes to learn Mandarin Chinese. So he decided to babysit DiNozzo for the night, let him drink a little, then dump him off and lock him in the house so the boy wouldn't wake up in some random apartment after a one-night stand. For the time, Gibbs ignored his own interests in being the one-night stand.

He had been in the military, seen what being stuck with an all-male crew for over 6 months could do to a man. For the most part, he'd abandoned that after the years in the core. But there were odd and occasional times when he decided that the women in his life were a headache or he had seen an unobtainable, attractive man that made him think and Gibbs would find a way to address the needs for the night and be done with it. Pure and simple.

Except Tony had been that particular unobtainable and attractive man for a while now. Tried as he might to deny it, Gibbs began to see a pattern of more gay encounters after time with DiNozzo on a stakeout, when DiNozzo had to change his shirt in the office, when he flirted obviously with women. Gibbs didn't like this feeling and wasn't sure what to do except keep an eye on Tony. Mull things over and make sure Tony didn't run off and do something really stupid.

But Tony drank rather quickly; he appeared to be an expert at getting drunk. So a little too late for sobriety, Gibbs carted the boy off to his apartment. DiNozzo was acting weirdly, rubbing Gibbs' forearm as he instructed him which way to turn. DiNozzo continued to clutch his arm as he meandered up the stairs to the apartment building. He roughly leaned against Gibbs as he unlocked his door and then, to Gibbs utmost surprise, pushed his boss against the door once inside and kissed him rather passionately.

Gibbs responded without thinking, only noting that Tony tasted of a rather strong gin and tonic. But he didn't particularly care, as Tony continued to press rather sloppy kisses down his neck, murmuring into the hot skin. "You're absolutely gorgeous, you know that? Fucking amazing. Shut up." The last words were spoken against Gibbs' lips when he tried to open his mouth to remind Tony just exactly what was going on. It was entirely unsuccessful as DiNozzo took that moment to shove his tongue into his boss' mouth.

Gibbs had never hated himself or loved DiNozzo more than at that moment. How could he be so stupid and let this happen, did he not think there would be repercussions? But...DiNozzo was wonderfully skilled with his hands running from his hair to his ass and Gibbs didn't exactly want to stop DiNozzo's talented work. Tony began to pull them off the door, stumbling towards the bedroom. Gibbs could tell the boy was drunk and he reluctantly decided he ought to probably do the right thing. He was the boss after all.

But it appeared that DiNozzo was more the boss as he now had Gibbs lying on the bed under him. Hips grinding together, Gibbs didn't really want to use his brain and stop this. However, he finally pushed at Tony and shouted "DiNozzo!". Tony was rolled off of him slightly but leaned back over and grinned.

"Come on. Don't you just wanna live a little? Just start doing, stop thinking." Gibbs numbly kissed Tony back and slowly lifted his arms up and around Tony's waist, sliding one hand up the Tony's hair.

Gibbs couldn't help wondering how on earth DiNozzo could know it was his boss and still want to be kissing him. Clothing was removed; hands were slid under fabric and over skin. Hot moans filled the room, gasps of pleasure echoed between the men. Gibbs willingly submitted, and he didn't know why. He wanted to have Tony completely in him and just let things happen. It scared him to let someone else take control, but it was Tony, a man he had been interested in for quite a while. He was too turned on to care about anything else.

Suddenly there was lube in Tony's hand and a condom in his own. Then there was a terrible pain: it had been too long. Gibbs flushed with embarrassment at his small cry of pain, hoping DiNozzo hadn't heard it. Tony leaned back adjusting Gibbs' legs slowly. "I'm sorry this hurts...but it helps so much more." Tony slurred breathlessly against Gibbs' hand as he delicately kissed the fingers.

When he began to move Gibbs forgot how to breathe. It was filling and aching and hot and just so wonderful. Gibbs allowed himself a small moan, Tony was wildly more vocal. Muttering words of encouragement and confessions of lust. "It's okay...God, I've wanted this. We needed this, so perfect. You're incredible, you drive me crazy, you're perfect...oh God." Tony drove into him, Gibbs was on the edge. Tony leaned against his lips, kissing him.

Gibbs cried out, moaning Tony's name. Repeating cries of "Yes, God!", embarrassed by the shouts, but unable to stop them from spilling out. With one last cry both men came and collapsed, utterly exhausted. They were out in seconds.

*****

It was now morning and Gibbs was lying in Tony's bed staring at the clock. He'd been watching for an hour, it was now 0700. He didn't know what they were going to do. Perhaps he should simply clean up and leave, hoping desperately that Tony was too drunk to remember fucking his brains out. Maybe he should wake Tony up...with a little attention to his morning "problem". He could go make breakfast and play a domestic role. The ideas were just getting more stupid. He should never have slept with Tony, the man is his employee for god's sake. Were they supposed to be some sort of a couple now, would Tony want commitment? Gibbs chuckled at his own stupidity.

This wasn't a relationship, this wasn't the beginning of anything. It was the end of Tony's drunken mistake and the end of Gibbs' pining over DiNozzo. They'd had their fun, Gibbs needed to forget and move on. Any relationship was out of the question. Who knew? Maybe a one-night stand with a coworker could blow over. This might not be a big deal.

But it was DiNozzo. A male employee, one he'd been fantasizing about for months. One night with the man and Gibbs had turned into a horny, head-over-heels, naive teenager.

Tony looked absolutely perfect lying in the bed, his hair a complete mess and his breathing slow and calming. Gibbs felt a painful twist in his heart when he realized how much he didn't want to get up. Coffee could wait forever; he wanted to stay here with this man.

A man. Gibbs hadn't ever been quite so interested in other men for anything but sex in the past. Tony had said last night the pain was worth it because it helped. He squirmed uncomfortably feeling a pleasant ache remembering the moment. But what did the pain help with? Gibbs felt a lump in his throat, realizing he'd helped Tony to forget the case, and nothing more.

There was no permanent bond between them, it was only one night. Gibbs' face burned at the ideas he'd had; the thought of an awkward but intense relationship forming, watching movies. He was trying to treat it like every other woman he had been with. Gibbs was embarrassed he'd ever thought of more, his stupid idealistic mind running away from him.

Making a decision, Gibbs pulled himself out of bed as quietly as he could. Every squeak of the mattress made him wince. Finally, Gibbs was standing in the door, completely dressed. At the last moment, he'd left a glass of water and two aspirin on the nightstand for Tony. Gibbs quietly left the apartment.

The drive home was painfully quiet, Gibbs trying to focus on how much he wanted coffee and less on how much more sensitive his ass was when sitting. Hopefully Tony would wake and forget it ever happened. Assume a one night stand had been kind enough to leave the water and aspirin. Anything but remember that he had fucked his boss and his boss had taken it like a whore.

Gibbs hated wanting more of this, he still couldn't help but let his mind flashback to the night's activities. He didn't want Tony to forget, he didn't want Tony to let him down easy when he realized the mistake of sleeping with the boss, he didn't want another drunk night by accident, he wanted...more. Gibbs slammed on the brakes, gasping for breath. He wanted more Tony. More of a relationship...or any bit of a relationship. More fluffy stuff, more sex, more conversations. He wanted Tony. Not just the body, which was admittedly wonderful, but the man's mind and personality too. He was kind of in love.

Gibbs finally made his way into his own home to shower and change for work, still lost in his own musings of what defined a man as "gay". But it didn't particularly matter anymore, labels were always overused and inaccurate anyway. He'd acknowledge the attraction and cope -- just close his eyes with any hot hooker and pretend he's Tony. Just like everybody else deals with inappropriate thoughts about employees and other men.

*****

Tony felt a pounding in his head he was painfully familiar with: he had a hangover. He rolled over, thanking himself for the foresight to have the blinds closed. He saw a glass of water with some aspirin next to him. Someone had been there? He pushed himself over farther and squinted into the waste basket next to the bed. The remainder of a condom. Damn. A one night stand, and through the drunken haze Tony could always recall the quality of the lay, this one was good. (Kate had called that skill a "disgusting pig feature he should be ashamed of".)

It was a damn shame he didn't remember the name and didn't get a number. He took the aspirin and as he grabbed the water a thought pushed its way through his throbbing head: he had something better than a name. Fingerprints on the glass. Tony managed a smile before succumbing to the nausea of the hangover.

A/N: Should I continue this? After my last NCIS fic didn't get ANY reviews, I don't know. I'll base the possibility of continuing this on what the reviews say…if I get them! Please let me know what you think about this piece.