Fic: Sharing (NCIS; BtVS)
Title: Sharing
Author: kaylashay81
Rating: FR13
Warnings: Slash
Disclaimer: I'm not Whedon or Bellesario, so I don't claim to own them.
Fandoms: Buffy the Vampire Slayer; NCIS
Timeline: Post-Chosen for BtVS; Post-Boxed In for NCIS
Word Count: 300
Written For: slash_me_twice; Prompt #36 - Progess; Prompt Table Here
Written For: crossovers100; Prompt #47 - Heart; Prompt Table Here
Written For: ncisdrabble100; Challenge #73 - Heart
Crossposted: spn_btvs_ncis; ncis_slash; ncisfanfic; slash_me_twice; crossovers100; i_need_a_parrot; xander_slash; ncisdrabble100
Series: The Navy Watcher Series
Summary: Tony and Xander help their new relationship along with a bit of sharing.“It’s a sign of how sad my life is when I can tell you what Greek letters those are because I started researching books written in ancient languages I didn’t know when I was fifteen years old instead of being at some frat party. Kill me now.”
Tony tugged the left side of his sweatpants up over his hip and smiled.
“You’ve been living with me for a year and a half and I haven’t killed you yet,” Tony said with a grin. “Plus I just found a new use for you, so…” Tony trailed off as he leaned in to give Xander a light kiss on the lips. He reveled in the progress they had made toward an actual relationship considering how things started.
“So no killing of the Xander. No killing is good. And hey! Maybe I can live my non-existent college fraternity party days vicariously through--”
Tony reached a hand up and covered Xander’s mouth to stop the stream of words.
“I showed you mine, now you show me yours,” he said as he pulled his hand away.
“About that,” Xander started, but Tony just glared at him. “Well, it’s not-- I mean it’s not cool and you’ll probably laugh and laughing is bad and--"
“I’m not gonna laugh,” Tony said sincerely. “We’re sharing here. No laughing. Scout’s honor.”
“You weren’t a scout,” Xander grumbled as he lifted his shirt up.
“I’ve seen you without a shirt before and don’t remember a tattoo.”
Xander just pointed and Tony looked closely at the finger resting next to three scars on the otherwise smooth chest. He saw a tiny red heart with a miniature weeping willow tree behind it.
“Let’s find something else to share,” Tony said quietly as he pulled Xander close to him.
Author: kaylashay81
Rating: FR13
Warnings: Slash
Disclaimer: I'm not Whedon or Bellesario, so I don't claim to own them.
Fandoms: Buffy the Vampire Slayer; NCIS
Timeline: Post-Chosen for BtVS; Post-Boxed In for NCIS
Word Count: 300
Written For: slash_me_twice; Prompt #36 - Progess; Prompt Table Here
Written For: crossovers100; Prompt #47 - Heart; Prompt Table Here
Written For: ncisdrabble100; Challenge #73 - Heart
Crossposted: spn_btvs_ncis; ncis_slash; ncisfanfic; slash_me_twice; crossovers100; i_need_a_parrot; xander_slash; ncisdrabble100
Series: The Navy Watcher Series
Summary: Tony and Xander help their new relationship along with a bit of sharing.“It’s a sign of how sad my life is when I can tell you what Greek letters those are because I started researching books written in ancient languages I didn’t know when I was fifteen years old instead of being at some frat party. Kill me now.”
Tony tugged the left side of his sweatpants up over his hip and smiled.
“You’ve been living with me for a year and a half and I haven’t killed you yet,” Tony said with a grin. “Plus I just found a new use for you, so…” Tony trailed off as he leaned in to give Xander a light kiss on the lips. He reveled in the progress they had made toward an actual relationship considering how things started.
“So no killing of the Xander. No killing is good. And hey! Maybe I can live my non-existent college fraternity party days vicariously through--”
Tony reached a hand up and covered Xander’s mouth to stop the stream of words.
“I showed you mine, now you show me yours,” he said as he pulled his hand away.
“About that,” Xander started, but Tony just glared at him. “Well, it’s not-- I mean it’s not cool and you’ll probably laugh and laughing is bad and--"
“I’m not gonna laugh,” Tony said sincerely. “We’re sharing here. No laughing. Scout’s honor.”
“You weren’t a scout,” Xander grumbled as he lifted his shirt up.
“I’ve seen you without a shirt before and don’t remember a tattoo.”
Xander just pointed and Tony looked closely at the finger resting next to three scars on the otherwise smooth chest. He saw a tiny red heart with a miniature weeping willow tree behind it.
“Let’s find something else to share,” Tony said quietly as he pulled Xander close to him.