Pairing: Jethro/Tony

Disclaimer: I am not receiving any financial gain from writing and posting this story. =]

A/N: This has been on my mind for months, and I think it's a fun perspective. Enjoy!

By the time Friday afternoon rolled around, Gibbs was more then ready for their weekend off-call. His back hurt, his feet were starting to swell, and he had to pee – badly.

He reached for the cold brass knob of his front door and never, was he more delighted with his choice of always leaving the door unlocked then he was at that moment. He rushed inside and was practically down the hall and slipping into the bathroom before the front door was completely shut.

He sighed in relief as he emptied his bladder. He hadn't even bothered to close the door to the small room. He figured being in his own house was all the privacy he needed. But, when he heard someone enter the house and call his name, he didn't even flinch.

"Boss?"

He didn't answer his Senior Agent. He just simply finished washing up before retracing his footsteps back to the living room. He was met with a smirk and shining green eyes when he reached his destination.

"Again?" Tony chuckled softly when he saw that his boss' shirt was no longer tucked in and the top button of his jeans was undone.

Even though he had to fight a surge of frustration, Gibbs also had to battle his legs to keep him upright. Because even after all the time that had past and with the absurd amount of hormones coursing through his body, that laugh still made his knees go weak.

He grumbled something under his breath that sounded suspiciously like a death threat along with a thread of blame for putting him in this situation.

Tony reached out before his lover could get too far, and pulled the man towards him. His left hand circled Gibbs' wrist and his right rested confidently on the growing bulge at the older man's waist.

"I'm sorry. I still can't imagine what you're going through even after all these months." Tony whispered, setting his forehead against his silver fox's.

"I still don't know how women go through this, and want to do it again."

Tony carefully fell to his knees in front of Gibbs and brought his mouth to the swollen abdomen, lifting the hem of his lover's shirt and leaving a kiss to the bare skin he found there.

"Leave Papa's bladder alone, Little One." Tony ordered firmly, "He's got a job to do, and he can't do it when you're doing jumping jacks in there."

Gibbs ran his free hand through Tony's brown locks, "It's so hard to be mad at you sometimes."

The younger man laughed and got to his feet once more, "It's part of my charm." He smiled before leaning in and pressing his lips to his twenty-weeks-pregnant Lover's warm ones.

Tony giggled when the lip lock was interrupted by a loud rumble coming from Gibbs' stomach. He looked down.

"You're going to eat me out of house and home before you even get here, kid."

Gibbs let out a bark of laughter. "Boy or girl, they definitely get their eating habits from you."

"Ya whatever, let's get you fed so our love child will hush up."

"What are you going to do when they finally get here and start causing a legitimate ruckus?"

"Beat them," Tony replied simply, tugging on the hand he was holding.

Gibbs pulled away glaring at his young lover, and wasn't surprised to find that the palm of his left hand was itching in anticipation.

"Ah! Kidding!"

"Not funny Tony. You beat our child and I'll beat you."

"How's that any different from now?" Tony belatedly tried to duck, but Gibbs was too quick for him.

"Ow! See?" Tony all but shrieked, holding the abused area at the back of his head.

"I recall over hearing someone announce that they actually missed my head slaps." Gibbs countered with a raised eyebrow.

Tony paused for a moment, "Hey! I told that to Abby in confidence!"

"No, you told her you enjoyed them, you told Mcgee in the squad room you missed them, while I was standing around the corner."

"You're creepy when you do that. Just so you know."

"It's part of my charm."

Tell me what you think. I have more for this if you want it, but I think it could also stand well on its own [That is if you don't like it].

It's my first NCIS fic, but I accept all criticism. =] Thanks!