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[keitanketsueki]

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[taylorgibbs.livejournal.com]

NCIS--Gibbs/Tony. Tony has to teach Gibbs how to do something (ski, ice skate, work a DVR, something).

[keitanketsueki.livejournal.com]

Tony sat back as he finished explaining to Jeth how to use the DVR and remote. “Alright, your turn. Your mission, should you choose to accept it: program the DVR to record the next episode of Bonanza.”

Gibbs grunted as he stared at the remote. Tony’s explanation seemed to make since but now that he was on his own, he was lost. Eventually he pressed the button marked “Guide” and got the right menu, but from there he couldn’t remember where to find the program. Did “GCM” play Bonanza? (What the hell channel was “GCM” anyway?) He pushed the arrow buttons for a while but didn’t find the right program and growled in irritation.

Tony clearly understood Gibbs’s frustration and said, “Well, maybe that was a little advanced for a first task. Let’s try watching something recorded on the DVR instead: the newest episode of Doctor Who ok?”

It took a while to slog through the list of recorded programs, but eventually Gibbs found a listing for Doctor Who and selected it.

Tony leaned over him and plucked the remote from his hand. His voice low and sultry, he said, “Well done, Jeth. For that, you get a reward.” He leaned over and gave his lover a hot, dirty kiss. Gibbs grinned when they separated. “What do I get for recording something?”

Tony trailed fingers down his chest to the fly of Gibbs’s jeans. “I’ll let you decide, as long as you record something that makes sense.”

Now determined, Gibbs fought his way through finding and recording a program that he had actually heard of. With some patience, eventually M*A*S* H showed up on the screen. It wasn’t necessarily his first choice of program, but it would do. Finally, finally, it was set to record.

Tony grinned at his success. “Well, what would you like as a reward?”

Gibbs grabbed Tony’s hand and dragged him up to the bedroom.

[dietpunkfics.livejournal.com]

*snorts*

Wonder what Gibbs would get for learning how to use an iPhone. *giggles*