Fic: The Games We Play (NCIS)
Title: The Games We Play
Author: kaylashay81
Rating: FR13
Disclaimer: I'm not Bellesario or CBS, so I don't claim to own them.
Challenge: ncisdrabble100; Challenge #83 - Games
Spoilers: General spoilers through season five.
Word Count: 5 x 100
Crossposted: ncisdrabble100; ncisfanfic
Summary: A look into the games involved in the life of five different females.
It was all a game. That’s what she told herself over and over from the moments after the car exploded. None of it was real; nothing they had had was real. Even the life she had had with her father was one big game. He had hidden who he really was at every turn. In her mind, she had thought Tony reminded her of her dad from the moment they met. Now she knew how right she was. They were both manipulative bastards who had lied to her in different ways. But through all of it, she still loved them.
Men and their games. The thought crossed her mind every time she was forced to the sidelines because she wasn’t a man, because she didn’t have a dick and balls between her legs. She had fought every step of the way through her training and even achieved the top honor of making the Presidential detail. But they still treated her as a woman, something to be protected instead of a partner. One day she knew she would prove herself as an equal to the men around her. She would show them that she had a set between her legs too.
The click of the handcuffs around her wrists signaled the start of the “game” for the night. Usually, vanilla worked just fine. But every so often, she found herself looking for a release, a way to shed the emotions that built up and threatened to overwhelm. When Gibbs had returned and informed her of Kate’s death, she found herself desperate for that release. The attempt on her life had solidified the need. After the funeral, she had made her way to the club she occasionally frequented and found a means for her release. Safeguards in place, she let everything go.
She treated it like a game. The way the pupils of her “victim” would dilate as she stalked toward them. She loved the look on their faces because it told her she was exuded the amount of sexual charm that she wanted to achieve. Given time, she could get any man to talk to her, tell her everything he knew, everything he had ever done wrong. It even worked on some women and that pleased her to no end. She could achieve with just her body and her words what others around her could not. It was her finest skill.
Patty cake, patty cake, baker’s man. Please, play the game with me, Daddy. Can I be the blue piece? Look! I’m the princess and I’m going to the prom! That’s cheating! You can’t get out of the Molasses Swamp that way! I’ll race you back to the car Daddy! Bet I can beat you! Can I try out for the Little League team? Maddie’s parents are letting her? Will you teach me how to play? Daddy, I can’t wait for you to come home. I’ve got a new game I want to show you. I miss you. Come back soon!In Order: Jeanne Benoit, Kate Todd, Abby Sciuto, Ziva David, Kelly Gibbs
Author: kaylashay81
Rating: FR13
Disclaimer: I'm not Bellesario or CBS, so I don't claim to own them.
Challenge: ncisdrabble100; Challenge #83 - Games
Spoilers: General spoilers through season five.
Word Count: 5 x 100
Crossposted: ncisdrabble100; ncisfanfic
Summary: A look into the games involved in the life of five different females.
It was all a game. That’s what she told herself over and over from the moments after the car exploded. None of it was real; nothing they had had was real. Even the life she had had with her father was one big game. He had hidden who he really was at every turn. In her mind, she had thought Tony reminded her of her dad from the moment they met. Now she knew how right she was. They were both manipulative bastards who had lied to her in different ways. But through all of it, she still loved them.
Men and their games. The thought crossed her mind every time she was forced to the sidelines because she wasn’t a man, because she didn’t have a dick and balls between her legs. She had fought every step of the way through her training and even achieved the top honor of making the Presidential detail. But they still treated her as a woman, something to be protected instead of a partner. One day she knew she would prove herself as an equal to the men around her. She would show them that she had a set between her legs too.
The click of the handcuffs around her wrists signaled the start of the “game” for the night. Usually, vanilla worked just fine. But every so often, she found herself looking for a release, a way to shed the emotions that built up and threatened to overwhelm. When Gibbs had returned and informed her of Kate’s death, she found herself desperate for that release. The attempt on her life had solidified the need. After the funeral, she had made her way to the club she occasionally frequented and found a means for her release. Safeguards in place, she let everything go.
She treated it like a game. The way the pupils of her “victim” would dilate as she stalked toward them. She loved the look on their faces because it told her she was exuded the amount of sexual charm that she wanted to achieve. Given time, she could get any man to talk to her, tell her everything he knew, everything he had ever done wrong. It even worked on some women and that pleased her to no end. She could achieve with just her body and her words what others around her could not. It was her finest skill.
Patty cake, patty cake, baker’s man. Please, play the game with me, Daddy. Can I be the blue piece? Look! I’m the princess and I’m going to the prom! That’s cheating! You can’t get out of the Molasses Swamp that way! I’ll race you back to the car Daddy! Bet I can beat you! Can I try out for the Little League team? Maddie’s parents are letting her? Will you teach me how to play? Daddy, I can’t wait for you to come home. I’ve got a new game I want to show you. I miss you. Come back soon!In Order: Jeanne Benoit, Kate Todd, Abby Sciuto, Ziva David, Kelly Gibbs