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Sep. 18th, 2012 09:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I miss writing fanfic, but I don't have the mental focus for a full-on story. So... it's meme time. You give me the summary of a story I never wrote, and I'll give you a snippet from that story. So, let's see what you can throw at me. I can write in Buffy, Sentinel, Firefly, SG1, NCIS, or SPN.
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Date: 2012-09-26 01:26 am (UTC)"You don't have to come, DiNozzo," Gibbs said mildly when Tony paused too long, his long fingers skimming the sewn edge of the black cuff.
"What? I've got your six, Boss." Clearing his throat, Tony started buckling the last wrist cuff in place, but his eyes kept darting to Gibbs... or more precisely, Gibbs' bare back. Gibbs made a show out of inspecting the black, silk shirt he'd chosen for the evening. Tony wasn't the only one who knew how to shop for tailored clothing, and Gibbs expected this shirt to highlight every line of his body, at least once he put it on.
Tony cleared his throat. "Do you really think Medwell is going to show?"
"Doubt it," Gibbs answered. "It's a long shot."
"Well, your gut beats any odds," Tony said firmly as he pulled the small leather vest over his chest. It didn't cover much.
Gibbs grunted. He thought the odds were pretty much zero tonight, but Medwell did sometimes use the club. If nothing else, they were building background for when they did need to come back. And if Gibbs had an ulterior motive, he had given Tony plenty of chances to back out. They were off the books, off the clock, and completely on their own. Any sane agent would have told Gibbs to come back with a surveillance plan, backup, and a supervisor's approval. Tony wasn't particularly sane.
"So, how are we playing this?" Tony asked with a cheeky grin that hid none of the insecurities playing beneath the surface.
"What does it look like?" Gibbs asked as he pulled the shirt on and opened the van's door. Stepping out into the chilly night, he felt his nipples harden. He glanced over to see Tony's hard, peaked nipples peek out from the open vest. A sparse scattering of hair trailed down Tony's stomach toward his crotch, and Gibbs made a point of looking away as he fastened a whip to a loop on his belt.
"Okay, it looks like you're a top and I'm..." Tony paused. "I look like a cheap rent boy."
Gibbs looked Tony up and down. "You look pretty expensive to me."
While Tony's mouth still hung open, Gibbs slid the van door closed and headed for the club. Just like he expected, Tony's footsteps chased him, and as always, his second walked at his side, one step behind--just where a submissive always placed himself when his master was in the room.
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Date: 2012-09-26 04:58 am (UTC)Gabrielle
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Date: 2012-09-27 03:35 am (UTC)Gabrielle
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Date: 2012-09-26 01:52 pm (UTC)Wonderful!
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Date: 2012-09-27 03:34 am (UTC)Thank you
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Date: 2012-09-27 03:41 am (UTC)NCIS BSDM snippet
Date: 2012-11-03 07:14 am (UTC)Re: NCIS BSDM snippet
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