Is That My Hoodie?
Pairing: Leroy Jethro Gibbs x Reader
Prompts: "you're so warm", "have you seen my hoodie?"
Warnings: literally nothing, this is completely fluff, maybe some slightly suggestive stuff, but I'm not even kidding when I say a ton of fluff
Word Count: 1.0k words
A/N: loved this request, it made me happy, hope you all like it ❤, gif is not mine
Request: Could you do a 11 (You're so warm) and 40 (Have you seen my hoodie) fluff one-shot, where R and Gibbs are married (they knew each other from the marines, as he still was with Shannon, but git together as she joined the NCIS) and she has a habit of stealing his hoodies or something and he finds them strayed around the house; for example one is in the basement, one tangled between the sheets of the bed, one in the bathroom, and a few in the basement and kitchen and he just finds it amusing but a little annoying. Idk just some fluff🥺🥺❤
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Gibbs had had a hard life.
He didn't have the best of luck when it came to his family. People were always leaving or being ripped away from him.
And he was tired of it.
So when he found you, he held on tight nd didn't let go. Of course it had taken you a while to break down those walls for him to let you in.
But it was so worth it..
He was the love of your life. And you wouldn't trade it for the world..
Especially because he had the best sweatshirts ever.
They were soft and warm, and too big for you. You loved to steal them and curl up on the couch, or even slip into bed while he was away, his smell still lingering on the hoodie.
You would even end up stealing them on hard cases, because it brought you a comfort that you hadn't been able to find before.
They were so just comfortable, that you just kept stealing them. That and it was just funny watching him trying to find all of his hoodies when you had taken them, and pro ably strewn them across your house.
Like tonight for example..
Gibbs was cold, very cold.
His basement was always freezing, but it never bothered him.
But tonight, he had spent hours down there, and now he needed a hoodie.
Now he loves his wife. Very much so. But you had a serious problem when it came to stealing his clothes. Specifically those hoodies. And he wouldn't be shocked if he went upstairs and found the drawer empty.
He walked upstairs, you nowhere in sight, and went to your shared bedroom, digging around his drawers for a hoodie.
Except he was right, it was empty.
Not a single hoodie in sight. He knew you had taken them. But you couldn't possibly be wearing them all, and he had no clue where they could be. But, he just smiled to himself as he began searching his room.
He checked under the bed, finding one tucked away.
Another was hidden between the sheets, all wrapped up on top of the bed.. Another on the bathroom floor, lying in a pile of clothes A fourth hidden behind the dryer. Why? He had no idea.
And a fifth thrown on top of the fridge in the kitchen.
The kitchen one just confused him.
It was kind of annoying, he just wanted his hoodie, and this wasn't a one time thing where they would all be missing.
But he couldn't help but smile at the fact that you kept stealing them. It was extremely adorable. And he loved seeing you in his clothes. Made him get all possessive.
That and he thought you looked so cute all curled up with a hoodie 2 sizes to big. The sleeves would be too long for your hands, and the extra material would bunch at your waist.
You were also always really warm when you were were wearing one, and it was always the perfect time for him to just wrap his arms around you and lay in blissful peace.
As he continued searching, he had found almost all of his sweatshirts, all except his favorite one.
His absolute favorite USMC hoodie. He knew exactly where it may have been. And of course he was right.
"Honey?" He called across the house.
"Yes?" You called back from the living room.
He walked out, only to find you curled up, looking nice and toasty on the couch.
"What's up?" You asked.
He didn't say a word as he climbed between you and the back of the couch, wrapping himself around you like a koala.
"What are you doing?" You laughed as he literally curled around you and pulled you as close as possible.
"Hmm, you're so warm." He whispered into your hair, causing you to giggle. He sounded so soft right now.
"Is that so?" You pressed your nose into his neck, nuzzling closer.
"Yes." He peppered kisses across your head, rubbing soothing circles along your hoodie clad back.
Then he realized what you were wearing, and why he was here in the first place.
"Have you seen my sweatshirt?" You froze next to him. Of course you had, you were in his favorite sweatshirt. Why would you be wearing anything else. But you played along.
"Um, no?" You said, although it sounded more like a question. He snorted, actually snorted.
"Yeah, that was convincing." You both laughed, as he moved his hands around your hips, pulling you impossibly closer.
"Stop stealing my sweatshirts, Y/n Gibbs." He tried sounding commanding, but his voice was muffled and he sounded so happy.
But you continued to play along.
"How dare you demand such a thing." You sighed dramatically. Dissolving into a fit of giggles as he began tickling your sides. "Wait, Jet-" you gasped for breath. "Stooop it!" He wouldn't let up.
"Don't make me use your full name!" You threatened.
"You wouldn't dare"
"Try me." He stopped immediately and a staring contest began.
But soon you both burst into laughter.
The laughter died down quickly though, and his arms were still wrapped around you, your faces mere inches apart.
"You know, it's going to take a lot of convincing for me to give back this sweatshirt." You whispered, gently bumping his nose with your own.
He just hummed in response.
And he leaned in and kissed you. God, you would never get tired of kissing this man.
It was always passionate, and loving, and hot.
He deepened the kiss, pulling another gasp from you. His hands inched under your shirt, and swept across your stomach.
His leg slipped between your own and you moaned softly at the bruising pace his kisses were setting.
The kiss was getting more heated by the second when he took your bottom lip in his own and he gently pulled away.
You leaned back, panting for breath.
"How was that for convincing?" Your husband asked.
"I don't know. I think I need a little more."
"Mmm, okay. I see." And he leaned back in, sealing your lips once again.
He spent the rest of the night trying to convince you, and it was some good convincing.
But, spoiler alert, you never gave back the sweatshirt.
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Day 18. February 16, 2020. Kaiteriteri day rides. 275km
Glad I took some great shots yesterday from Kimi Ora resort since it was pretty gray in the AM. Still, really cool to wake up in the woods in a modern unit with a view of the water. I enjoyed my continued vegetarian diet through no choice of my own as the included breakfast was served at the main lodge (about 300 steps down the hill). Plenty of nice choices there and still pleased with the taste of the veggie dinner offerings from last night. One thing I also woke up to was a good amount of swelling and puffiness around my left eye, as the histaminic reaction had spread. Still able to use my eye, but feeling weird and half swollen shut, I felt like saying "Cut me, Mick". Actually got a bit worse for the first half of the day but as of now which is nighttime I will hope that the swelling reduces tomorrow. No real hindrance other than folks asking me if I had fallen from my bike! Heading north we managed to get Ted's debit card to be taken at the local unattended station then aimed up over the very tight and a bit scary hill just to get to the main road. We turned right on Takaka Hill Road and were immediately greeted with a sign that said we may have construction delays. after just a mile or so we ended up first at the traffic light. Theee indicator LED lights showed 6-12', 2-5' & 1'. We had just missed the green light as we saw the last car a few turns up the steep hill but waited it out. We joked about timing our return so that we wouldn't have to again wait another 12'. It wasn't construction but the recent heavy weather had actually washed away a few sections of road, dropping 4-6' of roadway down the hill and now cordoned off with construction barriers to be fixed who knows when. We aimed for the northernmost point on the South Island, Cape Farewell. There are some dramatic rock features that are worth the few hundred meters of tramping up to see them as the South Island abruptly ends into the see. Pics above. The "cave" is hard to see as it is under a very high and steep cliff with no safety measure but the water actually flows into and through this dramatic hole in the mountain's base. Also you can see the water flowing in but didn't want to have a "hold my beer" moment trying to capture the wave action inside the cave. The other spit of headland is marked by a flying buttress of stone and this was the last bit of land that Cook and his crew saw when returning to England in 1770. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cape_Farewell,_New_Zealand
We explored all 3 of the areas we could ride to and they encompassed maybe 10 or 12km of gravel roads around the top of the island. It felt pretty remote and it was beautiful even on a gray day. Next we retraced southward with a slight detour to cruise through Collingwood before opting to stop at the Mussel Inn. In addition to the bohemian vibe, we were treated to a culmination concert of African circle drums and dance provided by a group from around the country that had come together for a 4 day drum circle camp there. I got into the beat as they accompanied my tasty and quite large New Zealand green tipped mussels. Yes Jerry, I pulled the hair patches! 😉 In the toilet though I didn't need it, instead of toilet paper there was a bin of shredded cardboard. As the rain started up again we took our leave and the next brown sign turnoff took us to the Te Waikoropupu springs. This was a great stop as the size of the springs and especially the volume of water billowing from the ground was impressive. A sizable river basically emanated from there in just a couple springs. They are the largest freshwater springs in New Zealand, the largest cold water springs in the Southern Hemisphere and contain some of the clearest water ever measured! Took some pics but hard to grasp the clarity of the water and the volume. Spoke to a couple from Madison who were riding for a couple months on a BMW 1200GS they bought from the dealer in Dunedin we visited. McIver & Veitch. They bought it and have an agreement to sell it back when done which saves them a good third over renting. Good idea for longer rides/rentals. Heading back to the highly technical Takaka Hill, after crossing that Old Takaka River (insert Larry David joke here!), I had the uber geeky idea to count the turns since it had seemed twistier than the Dragon this morning. Of course with a 10' delay at the same one way light location due to bad timing or poor planning, I had to remember I was at 222 turns while at the light. I counted 250 turns in what Ted researched to be a 14.8 mile stretch of road. That is a turn per mile rate of 16.83 turns per mile. The Tail of the Dragon boasts 318 curves in 11 miles. That is a T.P.M. ratio of 28.9. So the Dragon wins. But I have never counted the Tail's twists myself. My impression was that this road is twistier but at this point I'll just accept that all the T-shirts are correct and Takaka Hill is just a bit less twisty. Still a fantastic road that wouldve been a lot more fun if not enveloped in fog at the top and wasn't raining/wet. We then headed past our resort to the closest sizable town of Motueka. Lots of restaurant choices there since the woman at reception yesterday seemed to indicate there wouldn't be much to choose from on Sunday in Kaiteriteri and our resort's kitchen is closed for Sunday dinner. If the weather held off we would try to head there for dinner. However the rain persisted and we also found that the nighttime and slick wet turns required to get back to Kaiteriteri were strong dissuaders. We explored Kaiteriteri a bit more and found the Beached Whale which said they'd be open for dinner later. It also said entertainment 7 nights a week so that sounded good. We rolled back up the hill to our jungle unit and I actually got a one hour nap which was sweet. 😴
We headed back on the bikes in our riding boots and Goretex jackets since it was still raining lightly. I wore jeans, for a mile trip you weren't gonna get very wet unless the weather opened up on us. Ted was far enough ahead of me that I didn't see him slide on the curve approaching the main road. He didn't go down but I also slid at the exact same spot, I'm guessing at least 3-4"". Closer inspection on the return ride revealed a white painted yield sign which must've had lines 6" to 12" wide painted right on the turn covering 2/3 of the width of the lane. We had been warned in the first couple days by a biker about the painted lines in NZ. They are slippery at home too but I think they use no grit here at all on some of them. When wet they can be especially dangerous. We both almost had a real problem at that same spot which we discovered during dinner discussions. A mushroom pizza and a Coke were then serenaded by possibly the owner on guitar and a computer and equipment to provide the accompanying rhythm and occasional synthesizer. He was very good. Again mostly American stuff. Eagles, Johnny Cash, Ike & Tina, Nancy Sinatra, Van Morrison (Irish I know) etc. Good day and going to head toward Havelock tomorrow with some great looking detours to French Pass if the weather cooperates. 😴
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Mr Limpy review
Mr Limpy (3.5") became my first ever soft packer about two weeks ago. I'm not sure if that's enough time to decide whether I'm in love with it or purely despise it. There are a lot of pros and cons to this that I haven't seen many people talk about. That or it's just me who's experiencing this.
Well, let's get into it.
Okay first of all the packaging and it's realistic-ness. The packaging was of course discreet (from ftmesstentials). Came within 2-3 days I think, don't recall but it wasn't long. There's nothing to worry about with the packaging to say the least. In terms of how it looks, man, this thing is super detailed. It has the peehole too, which I don't see too often in soft packers. The detail on this thing is so far the best I've seen. Y'know aside from the lousy 3 colors you get to pick from, pink (and i mean pink), vanilla (which I chose because I thought I was lighter than I am but I was wrong), and caramel (probably thinking I should've picked this even though it was a few shades darker than my skin). But whatever, when did packers ever come in your original skin color anyways? Yeap, there's no shading on this one my dears. So the color wasn't too realistic, but at least it looks nice.
So overall for packaging and looks? I give it a 9/10.
Moving onto how this guy actually feels in my underwear. I honestly feel like I'll be complaining throughout the rest of this review. Let's just cut to the chase, I think it's safe to say that it felt uncomfortable the first few days. This one takes a bit of getting used to. (I'm not sure if that's just me, I haven't heard this problem with anyone else but yknow, everyone's different and I'm speaking from my brutally honest experience and perspective). Well, I found my hand in my underwear every few minutes or so. Some of you might think I'm wearing underwear that's unfit to pack with. That might be the case, but I wear super tight boxer briefs from H&M (if y'all shop there y'all would know that these underwear don't have the peehole in them. And in that aspect, I find H&M underwear to be more superior than the tommy ones that I own). So I don't necessarily think the problem lies in my underwear, cause these boys are tight enough to make it look like I actually have some ass. lmao tmi. Anyways the problem with this guy is, like everyone says, he's ballsy! Too ballsy. The size of the shaft and all is beautiful, wonderful. But damn the balls are wayyyy too huge for the rest of the packer. This thing is like 60% balls honestly. And that's where the problem lies dormant.
First of all, in jeans. In jeans and shorts that aren't basketball or any type of flowy shorts, this guy is wonderful. Wonderful until I walk out of the car and into Target where the packer itself has managed to turn completely sideways! I've heard one other person talk about this problem with this specific packer before. But then again, I find my hand in my underwear trying to fixate it to one spot. It works like that, like a cycle for the rest of the day. I give it around 30 mins until I feel like I really have to fix it.
But those are in jeans. Shorts and sweats are a different story. In sweats they make an obvious bulge, again because this guy is super ballsy. Everytime I'm lounging at home or with my girl in sweats or basketball shorts, It always looks like I'm up for action. Literally. I'm still sorta having this problem. Again, it takes some getting used to. And it always depends on you and what's comfortable to you. So far I think I'm getting the hang of it, finding the correct and most comfortable position anyways. But it's only been two weeks time for me, and I'm sure that's nothing compared to the 17 years I've lived without a penis. So of course it's going to take a lot of time to get used to it. Don't get frustrated and think that this packer is terrible, I mean it might be for you, but give it some time and don't give up on him. It's all trial and error. Trial and error.
So in terms of comfortableness? 6/10 mates. For now anyways.
This is just the etc. portion of this review. This guy tends to emit an odor. I mean what wouldn't after being all up against your sweaty junk all day? No surprise. But this guy's odor is strong, for me anyways. (A little embarrassing yeah, but I'm not the only one with this problem from what I've seen.) My previous body wash didn't serve well in masking the smell. The one I have now definitely does a spectacular job with it. So yknow, I recommend trying out different soaps and stuff for your packer. I just wash it in the shower with me so, I'm not sure what temperature it's best to wash it in. This guy also gets real sticky afterwards, so yknow dusting it off with the powder stuff or cornstarch should work, but personally I skip this step. (Not sure if that's a good idea or not, haven't exactly done my research on that.) I think the stickiness allows it to stay in place more than when it's not. Remember, washing and caring for your packer is important and vital to it's health and longevity!
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I have taken this to the pool and to the hot tub. So if you wanna know how that went, keep on reading.
I was worried about the pool because of chlorine, although I've heard it's perfectly fine for the beach's salt water. Someone said it was perfectly fine in the pool so I went in with it. I wore regular swimming trunks, ones with the net in it. I also didn't wear underwear because I totally forgot to pack some (the pool was at my friend's place). Luckily for me the net in the trunks were elastic, sorta like a hair tie but not that tight. Tight enough to keep my junior in place while I swam around. I stayed in the pool for about an hour, occasionally getting out of the water. It handled just fine. Personally it really helped with dysphoria when swimming. Because the bulge was there to show that I'm just a male swimming with a shirt on.
10/10 in the pool.
The hot tub, I was a little hesitant with. Because I've read the you shouldn't boil this dude. Probably because it'll melt into a pile of goo. But you know, I went in anyways. Maybe around 30 mins in total? The packer was totally fine despite the hot tub serving its purpose, being hot. I don't suggest sticking around for more than an hour though, but what do I know?
8/10 for the hot tub!
I hope this was helpful! I don't regret buying it though. A good first time packer, good for the price too. I know finding your first packer is hard, but tbh you won't know whether you like it or not until you actually buy it! Good luck.
If you have any questions please ask.
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