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Desideratum
Tony woke wrapped in Gibbs arms. This right here was his desideratum. Everything about Gibbs was necessary to him. He snuggled back against Gibbs content to lie there and just enjoy the moment. However, when he felt Gibbs moving like he was getting close to waking up, Tony moved on to his other desideratum, kissing Gibbs.
Gibbs gasped as he woke to Tony’s tongue in his mouth practically torturing him with feelings as it explored his mouth. He moaned loudly collapsing on the bed like a flat pancake even though he was already laying flat. He almost seemed to melt into the bed as he relaxed into the drugging kisses Tony was giving him.
Gibbs grunted as Tony pulled back slightly unhappy to lose Tony’s mouth and tongue even if it was only long enough for him to catch his breath. He needed Tony’s kisses. He needed them like he needed air to breath. They were his desideratum.
Gibbs groaned as he realized they needed to go to work. They wouldn’t have any time for fun this morning. At least, he’d gotten his needed Tony kisses. Any day that didn’t start out with his Tony kisses always went horribly wrong.
The first time it happened after they got together, Tony almost died from the plague. The next time it happened, Kate died. There were many other instances as well. It was like someone was trying to tell him that he needed Tony’s kisses, but he already knew that. Sometimes life just got in the way.
