NCIS ficlet
I whined. Kagey ordered me to "drop and give me 200 words of Tony & Abby flirting". I did, although it's more them being themselves rather than flirting. (Though, as kagey says, what's the difference?) I'd call it gen and silly.
Spoilers for In the Dark. (The latest ep.)
"Whatcha got there, DiNozzo?" Abby asked in her best Gibbs voice. Tony spun around, stuffing his hands behind his back. Either her voice had gotten a lot deeper by going off caffeine, or Tony was feeling really, really guilty.
"Oh, hey, Abs. I was just looking for you." He was staring over her shoulder, though, and he took a shuffling step towards her desk like he was trying to drop something off without her noticing. Definitely guilty.
"Uh-huh." She held out her hand. "Give it."
"Sure thing," he said, and slapped a small evidence bag into her palm.
He still had his left hand behind his back.
"Tony," she purred, stalking forward. "Do you really want to play games with me?"
Tony grinned and chuckled his dirty little boy chuckle. "I always want to play games with you, Abs."
She arched an eyebrow. "Cough it up, or I tell Gibbs."
"Oh, that's not fair," he whined, but he pulled his hand from behind his back. A pair of panties dangled from his index finger.
A very tiny, leopard-print pair of satin panties.
"I can explain," he started.
"Oh, yeah?"
Tony looked down at the panties, then back up at her face. "Okay, maybe I can't explain. How about you explain instead?"
"Me? What do I have to do with you waving around the spoils of your pillaging in my lab?"
Tony started to cross his arms, but stopped when the panties started waving back and forth like a pendulum on his finger. "I do not pillage," he said. "And what's with the pirate talk?"
"The nuns rented Pirates of the Caribbean last night. The second one." She frowned. "I think their Johnny Depp fixation is a little unhealthy, considering their vows and everything."
"Huh. That's...highly disturbing." Tony lifted the panties so they were at her eye level. "As is finding your unmentionables hanging off your spet-- speck-- your chemistry thingie."
Abby glanced back at her mass spectrometer, wondering how she could have missed seeing leopard-print tackying up her baby. "Those aren't mine, Tony."
They both stared at the panties. They opened their mouths at the same time.
"Huh."
Spoilers for In the Dark. (The latest ep.)
"Whatcha got there, DiNozzo?" Abby asked in her best Gibbs voice. Tony spun around, stuffing his hands behind his back. Either her voice had gotten a lot deeper by going off caffeine, or Tony was feeling really, really guilty.
"Oh, hey, Abs. I was just looking for you." He was staring over her shoulder, though, and he took a shuffling step towards her desk like he was trying to drop something off without her noticing. Definitely guilty.
"Uh-huh." She held out her hand. "Give it."
"Sure thing," he said, and slapped a small evidence bag into her palm.
He still had his left hand behind his back.
"Tony," she purred, stalking forward. "Do you really want to play games with me?"
Tony grinned and chuckled his dirty little boy chuckle. "I always want to play games with you, Abs."
She arched an eyebrow. "Cough it up, or I tell Gibbs."
"Oh, that's not fair," he whined, but he pulled his hand from behind his back. A pair of panties dangled from his index finger.
A very tiny, leopard-print pair of satin panties.
"I can explain," he started.
"Oh, yeah?"
Tony looked down at the panties, then back up at her face. "Okay, maybe I can't explain. How about you explain instead?"
"Me? What do I have to do with you waving around the spoils of your pillaging in my lab?"
Tony started to cross his arms, but stopped when the panties started waving back and forth like a pendulum on his finger. "I do not pillage," he said. "And what's with the pirate talk?"
"The nuns rented Pirates of the Caribbean last night. The second one." She frowned. "I think their Johnny Depp fixation is a little unhealthy, considering their vows and everything."
"Huh. That's...highly disturbing." Tony lifted the panties so they were at her eye level. "As is finding your unmentionables hanging off your spet-- speck-- your chemistry thingie."
Abby glanced back at her mass spectrometer, wondering how she could have missed seeing leopard-print tackying up her baby. "Those aren't mine, Tony."
They both stared at the panties. They opened their mouths at the same time.
"Huh."