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hawk_soaring and then sinfulslasher sugested I give it a try so...
Tell me a story I haven’t written, and I will give you 1-3 sentences from or about it. Or, knowing me, a few paragraphs, a page, or a promise of a much longer fic Lol!
hawk_soaring and then sinfulslasher sugested I give it a try so...Tell me a story I haven’t written, and I will give you 1-3 sentences from or about it. Or, knowing me, a few paragraphs, a page, or a promise of a much longer fic Lol!
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Marine ink
But he couldn’t get it off his mind. It had been there niggling at his consciousness for years. Almost a decade. So after Gibbs pinned him to the mat a dozen time in close-combat training—and Tony’d gotten hard every single time, damn it—he’d let Gibbs go into the showers first. Ziva and McGee were still sparring and the Navy Yard gym was otherwise empty. This was his moment. This was his time.
Tony’s body vibrated, and his cock came to full hardness—again. He waited Gibbs out until he was sure the other man was in the shower, and then he slunk into the locker room. The water went on in the shower area and he started drifting closer, calling the Gibbsian silent mojo to help him.
He had to see if Bossman had some ink. Just as Tony rounded the corner, something flew at him—something hard and solid and—hard!
“Boss?” Tony squeaked out, body shaking. It was completely involuntary, but his hips punched out, rubbing against the other man’s hard—oh, god, so hard—dick.
“Lookin’ for something?”
“Ink,” Tony managed, mind completely blown.
“Ink?” Gibbs asked, his lips twisting into a smile. He was pinning Tony fully against the hard tile of the locker room now, his own hips pressing outward, the thick ridge of his dick pressing against Tony’s thigh.
“Marine ink.” There was no way Tony could get out more than a word here or a word there.
“Gonna have to do a thorough investigation to see,” Gibbs replied, pulling away and sauntering toward the showers.
“Oorah, Marine!”
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Sooo...is there any marine ink?! *waggles eyebrows*
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(That's about as coherent as I can be. *iz broken of hotness*)
<3!!!
(I love it, thank you!)
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