Fic: A Pirate's Life for Me - NCIS - au100
Title: A Pirate's Life for Me
Fandom: NCIS
Characters: Tony/Gibbs
Prompt: #70 - Storm
Word Count: 162
Rating: PG
Author's Notes: This fic was written in celebration of International Talk Like a Pirate Day.
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A storm was brewing, and Captain Anthony DiNozzo couldn't help but grin. The deck was rolling under his feet, the wind was whipping through his hair and salt spray was flying in his face and stinging his eyes. And he was having the time of his life.
The past few weeks had been entirely too dull for his tastes, without even a sighting of Her Majesty's Navy. He hated dull, and had always said that boredom was more lethal to a pirate than anything else. This storm was just what he needed.
He ambled to the wheel, sensitive fingertips caressing the rough wood. He closed his eyes, turned his face up into the wind and smiled. The smile widened when he felt the familiar arms of his first mate Jethro wind around his waist and a sturdy chest fit itself against his back. He had his ship, the sea, his lover and a storm on the horizon.
Life was just about perfect.
Fandom: NCIS
Characters: Tony/Gibbs
Prompt: #70 - Storm
Word Count: 162
Rating: PG
Author's Notes: This fic was written in celebration of International Talk Like a Pirate Day.
Table: here
A storm was brewing, and Captain Anthony DiNozzo couldn't help but grin. The deck was rolling under his feet, the wind was whipping through his hair and salt spray was flying in his face and stinging his eyes. And he was having the time of his life.
The past few weeks had been entirely too dull for his tastes, without even a sighting of Her Majesty's Navy. He hated dull, and had always said that boredom was more lethal to a pirate than anything else. This storm was just what he needed.
He ambled to the wheel, sensitive fingertips caressing the rough wood. He closed his eyes, turned his face up into the wind and smiled. The smile widened when he felt the familiar arms of his first mate Jethro wind around his waist and a sturdy chest fit itself against his back. He had his ship, the sea, his lover and a storm on the horizon.
Life was just about perfect.