drabble: pretty boys in bondage lose their shirts
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Second: Fic!
Title: pretty boys in bondage lose their shirts
Fandom: SGA/NCIS
Characters/Pairing: John Sheppard, Tony Dinozzo.
Rating: PG-13
Notes: For lillian13
Summary: See title.
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"McKay's gonna kill me," the newest addition to Tony's cell groaned as he became conscious. "Ronon's gonna laugh at me."
"Yeah," Tony muttered in a fit of self-pity. "Gibbs is gonna give me a headsmack I'll never forget, McGeek and Ziva will tease me for weeks."
At the sound of his voice, the guy went from 0 to 60 in less then a second. Calculating eyes roved their prison and scrutinized Tony closely.
"What happened?" he asked. "Do you know what's going on?"
Tony sighed. "From what I can tell, the woman's a black widow. She likes the challenge and rush of taking down military and law enforcement guys."
The guy made a face. "Wonderful."
"You a cop?" Tony asked. Surely no military branch would allow that hair to stand (literally and figuratively).
"Air Force," he answered. "Col. John Sheppard."
"Huh. I'm Tony, NCIS," he clarified.
"Were you on the case?" Sheppard asked with a hint of suspicion.
"Maybe?" Tony answered with a self-deprecating shrug.
Sheppard chuckled. "Okay, I feel better now. I got taken in by a pretty face but you, your bad guy got one over you."
Tony glared. "Less laughing, more planning. I'm not too keen on Sheila's hospitality."
Sheppard went serious. "Bad?"
Tony nodded, letting his expression tell the story.
Sheppard sighed, pulling reflexively at his restraints. "Wonderful."
"Yeah," Tony commiserated mournfully.
"She's good," Sheppard observed. "Took away everything but our pants."
Tony nodded. "She got all my stuff."
"We're screwed."
"Pretty much."
Sheppard shot him a questioning look. "That sounded optimistic."
Tony shrugged. "My team'll get here in time. Hopefully."
"Here's hoping," Sheppard muttered without sarcasm.
Second: Fic!
Title: pretty boys in bondage lose their shirts
Fandom: SGA/NCIS
Characters/Pairing: John Sheppard, Tony Dinozzo.
Rating: PG-13
Notes: For lillian13
Summary: See title.
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"McKay's gonna kill me," the newest addition to Tony's cell groaned as he became conscious. "Ronon's gonna laugh at me."
"Yeah," Tony muttered in a fit of self-pity. "Gibbs is gonna give me a headsmack I'll never forget, McGeek and Ziva will tease me for weeks."
At the sound of his voice, the guy went from 0 to 60 in less then a second. Calculating eyes roved their prison and scrutinized Tony closely.
"What happened?" he asked. "Do you know what's going on?"
Tony sighed. "From what I can tell, the woman's a black widow. She likes the challenge and rush of taking down military and law enforcement guys."
The guy made a face. "Wonderful."
"You a cop?" Tony asked. Surely no military branch would allow that hair to stand (literally and figuratively).
"Air Force," he answered. "Col. John Sheppard."
"Huh. I'm Tony, NCIS," he clarified.
"Were you on the case?" Sheppard asked with a hint of suspicion.
"Maybe?" Tony answered with a self-deprecating shrug.
Sheppard chuckled. "Okay, I feel better now. I got taken in by a pretty face but you, your bad guy got one over you."
Tony glared. "Less laughing, more planning. I'm not too keen on Sheila's hospitality."
Sheppard went serious. "Bad?"
Tony nodded, letting his expression tell the story.
Sheppard sighed, pulling reflexively at his restraints. "Wonderful."
"Yeah," Tony commiserated mournfully.
"She's good," Sheppard observed. "Took away everything but our pants."
Tony nodded. "She got all my stuff."
"We're screwed."
"Pretty much."
Sheppard shot him a questioning look. "That sounded optimistic."
Tony shrugged. "My team'll get here in time. Hopefully."
"Here's hoping," Sheppard muttered without sarcasm.