Riding Gibbs in his marine uniform
Warnings: smut, blowjob, facefucking (kinda)
Tags: @hotch-meeeeeuppppp @madamsnape921 @specialagentastra
Knowing the man, it wasnāt a surprise that Gibbs asked you to move in with him in a surprising way.
You were talking about the need to get rid of many old things during dinner. You had way too many things for a very small apartment, you had to make some choices.
āAm I one of those old things you want to get rid of?ā He joked, although it was a concern of his that he would never admit - out loud, at least.
āNah, youāre my favorite one.ā You smirked at him, taking a bite of the steak he cooked in his very special way.
āThen maybe you should keep me close to you. Like, everyday.ā
You took a look at your boyfriend while he was clearly avoiding your gaze. You smiled and extended your legs under the table so they were tangling with his. āAre you asking me to move in with you?ā
It wasnāt particularly clear, you had to ask. āYa. I meanāif you want to,ā
āOf course! Iāve been waiting for months. I was starting to think youād never ask.ā
You stood up from your chair, and grabbed his chin to kiss him deeply. He made you sit on his lap and after, dinner was long forgotten.
Thatās how you found yourself in Gibbsās old guest room. You work from home a lot and he agreed to turn it into an office for you - he doesnāt want Kellyās room to be touch and change and you understand that. As he was at work, you looked around and did three different piles. One of things to get rid of, one maybe - you need his approval first - and the last one is to keep.
When you found his Marine uniform, you struggled. Obviously, that was something he would keep, but you didnāt want to stay in a closet. You wanted to see it on him. You wanted to see him wearing it.
You were only imagining it and it was turning on a lot already. Boy, did that man do things to you. ļæ¼
āWhy is my uniform hanging our room?ā Gibbs asked. After coming home from work, he went to take a shower while you were finishing cooking dinner. He stopped by the bedroom to get some clean clothes and saw his Marine uniform hanging on the wardrobeās door.
He hasnāt seen it in a while. He stayed in front of it for a moment, it represented a lot of memories. Another time, another life.
āI found it in the guest room and realized thatāIād love to see you in it.ā You tiptoed to reach his lips.
Gibbs laughed softly, returned your kiss while he dipped his finger into your sauce to taste it. You slapped his hand but it was too late anyway. āPatience! Iām almost done.ā You told him. āSo?ā You looked at him with puppy eyes.
āIām not going to wear my uniform, just to wear it.ā He said, as he started to set up the table.
āWhy not?ā You exclaimed. āIād reallyāreally love to see it.ā
Gibbs started to understand it wasnāt just to see him in it. He looked at you and saw the desire in your eyes. Obviously, he wondered what would happen if he put it on. But that would happen on his terms. When he wants to.
You bugged him the entire evening but he turned you down every time. As you went to bed, you realized that the uniform was gone.
For weeks, you forgot about the uniform. You tried to make him wear it, it didnāt work, so you moved on. Work helped with that. You had a lot to do at the office and when you were home, you still had things to do. You were exhausted, mostly mentally.
It was Saturday but you told your boyfriend you needed to work from home. Gibbs didnāt mind, he stayed in his basement most of the day, just checking on you from time to time.
You were focusing on your screen when you felt his strong hands gently massaging your shoulders. You closed your eyes for a moment and hummed in appreciation. It felt good, your back and shoulders were sore from staying at your desk all day.
āWill you be done soon?ā He asked.
āI hope. I keep receiving emails with new things to do.ā
You threw your head back until it touched his stomach. He bent over to kiss your forehead and it was only then that you opened your eyes. You saw something on his head. Confused, you sat back up and turned around to take a good look at him.
You gasped at the sight. Gibbs was wearing his Marine uniform. āAre you waiting for a fly to get inside your mouth?ā He smirked.
āI thoughtāyou didnāt want to.ā You stood up and extended your hands to touch him. He looked absolutely handsome. Sexy.
āI did. I just wanted to decide when,ā he grabbed your hands to kiss your knuckles. āAre you disappointed?ā
āAre you kidding? Youāre hot as hell, Gunny!ā You took a step forward to him, pressing your chest against his. āIf I wasnāt holding myself back, Iād be all over you right now.ā You whispered.
He didnāt want you to hold yourself back. He ducked his head and you felt his lips on yours. Gibbs kissed you deeply, one of his hands holding your cheek and the other in the small of your back.
You moaned in his mouth when your tongues met with each other. You softly touched his uniform, and the medals, almost afraid to ruin it.
When you stopped kissing, you looked at him again, from head to toes. Everything was perfect. His hair perfectly combed under the hat, how the tissue fit his body, and how the pants was tailored. You could see the bulge on his crotch. You licked your lips with a smirk, and palmed him.
Gibbs softly hummed, his eyes locked into yours. After a few strokes, you opened his fly, and struggled a bit to reach inside his briefs. But when you did, you freed his cock and kept stroking him. He was getting hard in your hand.
You pecked his lips quickly but kneeling in front of him. āSweetheartāā he whispered.
You planted some wet kisses on his cock, before licking the head. He heard him moan, and kept going.
You teased him for a moment and took him in your mouth, but not all the way. You sucked half of his cock while your hand took care of the rest.
One of his hands got into your hair, holding it into a ponytail. You could feel that Gibbs needed more, so you took him entirely in your mouth. His cock hit the back of your throat, and you gagged a bit. Usually, your nose would be buried in his pubic hair but you felt the tissue of his uniform this time. And you loved it.
Gibbs guided you, practically fucking your mouth. Your eyes were watering, and you didnāt control the amount of saliva coming out.
You could feel how wet you were. You didnāt know if it was because of the blowjob you were giving him, the noises and words coming out of his mouth or the uniform. Probably all of it.
āFuck, Y/N. Youāre such a good cocksucker,ā he growled.
He was close to cum, you could feel it. But selfishly, you didnāt want him to finish yet. You needed more. So, you tapped his legs, letting him know to let go of you. He whined a little when you lost all physical contact.
You stood up and buried your tongue in his mouth, allowing him to test himself. The kiss was sloppy and needy, you needed him on the spot.
You asked to sit on your desk chair, and stared as he did. āFuck, Jethro. I should have asked you to wear it a long time ago.ā
āIf I knew it would get you this excited, Iād have done it before.ā
As you took of your top, his hands grabbed your ass and he squeezed your cheeks. Gibbs buried his face in your chest, kissing, licking and biting your hot skin. āI wanna ride you like this.ā You said.
He watched you taking off the rest of your clothes. You playfully threw your soaked panties to his face and he buried his nose in it, deeply inhaling. āI could recognize your smell between thousands of others.ā
You straddled his lap, and Gibbs immediately felt your wetness on his cock. He gently rubbed your clit while kissing you for a moment. āI need you inside me.ā You whispered and he wasnāt going to make you beg.
He aligned himself with your entrance and entered your wet cunt in one slow thrust. You both moaned in unison as he bottomed out. You stayed still for a few seconds, just feeling how he filled you so perfectly, before starting to ride him.
You had your arms wrapped around his neck, his face was buried in yours. His hands were on your hips, guiding your moves. āYou feel so good in me, Gunny.ā You moaned, your face pressed against his.
āFuck, never thought Iād be turned on by that name.ā
āYou were made for my cock, baby,ā He growled again, spanking your ass cheek. āSo wet, so tight.ā The sound you made was amazing to Gibbsās ears, he did it a few more times.
You quickened the pace, feeling you were getting close. At this moment, the house was only filled by the noises of thighs slamming against his and the ones you were both making.
When one of his hands went to rub your clit, you held the other. You kissed him and moved your hips up and down. āBaby, Iāmāā he breathed out. You didnāt give him time to finish, crashing your lips on his again and rode him as fast as you could.
You felt your orgasm exploding. You squeezed your thighs against his, and he got his hand free from yours in order to grab your hips. You cried each otherās name as you came together. His load shot deep inside you while you creamed on his cock - and his uniform.
You stayed on top of him, both catching your breaths.
āYouāll pay for the dry cleaner.ā He chuckled.
āOnly if you promise me youāll wear it again.ā
