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Title: Sight
It's a rare person who doesn't have at least a little bit of voyeur in
him or herself. Whether you find yourself squirming in your seat with
your legs crossed reading a smutty book, whether you go out and
buy/rent hard-core porn, whether you get off on envisioning what dirty
kinky things Tony and Gibbs do when they're alone...it's all voyeurism,
all looking in on someone else. And it's damned hot.
We all want to be there. We want to see Tony on his knees, watch his
mouth wrapped around Gibbs' cock. We want to see the shine on his lips
from saliva and pre-come, the bulge in his jeans from his own cock,
hard and aching for release. We want to see Tony on his hands and
knees, pushing back onto Gibbs' cock as Gibbs slides slowly--oh so
slowly--into him.
And let's face it. If we're being honest--and the point of this is to
be honest, isn't it?--we want to watch Tony show off, as well. Because
Tony's an exhibitionist (like you ever doubted it) and he loves to show
off. He gets off as much from Gibbs' reaction as he does from what's
actually going on in the bed. Tony probably goes to bed before Gibbs
and by the time Gibbs comes upstairs Tony's naked and sprawled out on
the bed, hand wrapped around his cock, jerking himself off slow and
lazy, that small secret grin on his face when Gibbs walks in and just
stops short in the doorway.
The little ways Tony has of teasing Gibbs in public, so subtle and so
obvious all at once. The way he stretches, drawing attention to his
chest and his abdomen, the way he's always got a pen in his mouth, the
sprawled way he sits in his chair. Obvious--if you're Gibbs. And Tony
knows Gibbs loves it, loves to watch him.
But nothing comes without a price.
Tony can tease Gibbs, can flirt a little in ways no one else would
recognize as flirting, can jerk off in front of him and look up at him
with those sparkling eyes and swollen lips and disheveled hair from
Gibbs' hands tangled in it. But he'll pay for it later, when Gibbs has
him on the bed, naked, hard as steel, writhing from nothing more than
Gibbs' words, from what Gibbs is saying to him in that low voice. When
Gibbs tells him everything he wants, everything he's going to take from
Tony. How he could have Tony on his knees in the elevator, bent over
the hood of the car, hard and desperate from nothing more than a *look*
(and you know the look I mean). How he wants to see the marks he left
on Tony's body--the fading bruises from his fingers, the red mark from
his teeth, the faint chafe marks from the leather cuffs Tony struggled
against when Gibbs bound him to the bed and teased him mercilessly
until Tony cried out and came so hard he nearly passed out.
Because Tony belongs to Gibbs and they both know it. And Gibbs wants to
see that, wants to be able to look at Tony and see the visible proof
that Tony is his. It's their own little secret, and isn't that what we
as readers want? We want in on those secrets. We want to hear what
Gibbs says to Tony in the elevator when he hits the stop button
(because you know Fornell isn't the only one he does that with). To use
an example from my own fic, we want to know what "thing" Tony was doing
in the car with Abby that made them so hot and bothered they forgot to
close the door properly. We're all voyeurs, and as authors we turn them
into exhibitionists because we write what we want to see.
And speaking of Abby and Tony...I want to see Tony with his head buried
between Abby's legs, licking her and sucking her clit like he's
starving and her juices are manna from heaven. I want to see her riding
him, his hands on her ass, his mouth on her breasts, Abby's fingers on
her own clit, using Tony for nothing more than her own pleasure and if
he comes too, so much the better. I want to watch them. And I'm willing
to bet that Abby knows a very discreet place, very secret, where they
can go and show off for an audience, because who wouldn't want to watch
this gorgeous woman and this sexy-as-hell man have sex? I want to see
Tony trace all of her tattoos with his tongue--with his eyes closed
because he's memorized her body.
I've mentioned the guilty Gibbs/Tony/Abby pleasure before, and I still
can't put all three of them in the same bed at the same time (the only
one who's ever done that is [info]skripka and that was different). But
God, imagine Gibbs watching, finding a secret camera or a hidden window
where he could stand and watch as Tony and Abby drove each other crazy?
Imagine Abby finding them in a hidden corner, Tony on his knees in
front of Gibbs, head bobbing as he sucks Gibbs off, eyes closed. But
Gibbs has his eyes open and he sees Abby and just. looks. at her. And
she can't back away and she can't look away and she's wetter than she's
ever been just from the look in Gibbs' eyes.
Watching is good. So's talking--we'll get into that next time. |
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