Girl's Trouble; DiNozzo/Faith
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sparklebutchTitle: Girl's Trouble
Fandoms: NCIS, BtVS/AtS
Pairing: Tony/Faith
Warning: het
Prompt: off![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
panpolyboygirl's generator, "DiNozzo against the wall"
Tony thinks he's hearing screams and so, even though it's not his job, decides to go in the alley and investigate. Very unsafe, probably stupid, if Gibbs ever hears of it there will be head-slapping, but still. In the shadows he thinks he sees a girl and some big scary attacker, so he takes out his gun and sidles closer, prepares to save a damsel in distress off-hours.
Funny thing, when he gets closer, he just sees the girl. No attacker - no body - just a girl with long dark hair, small pink top, panting and grinning like a madwoman, or like a horny woman, really. Tony knows that look. He puts his gun away and says hi. Less than two minutes later his back hits the wall.
"Hey - hey, I don't even know your name!"
"Faith," she says hot on his ear and then bites it, just a little. Tony gasps.
Apparently that's all the introduction she's gonna need, which is a refreshing change from the women he's usually talking to. She's also freakishly strong, and in a hurry. Her hand's down the front of his pants before he can even think about getting to her bra or anything. Not that he's complaining.
"Ungh."
Or making much conversation. She spins him so she's got her back against the wall and just shimmies out of her pants, which is impressive.
"Can you hold my weight?"
"Sure," he says, confused, and she's got her legs wrapped around him so fast he barely has time to grab her butt and think hey, I'm grabbing her butt, and he's inside her. Which at least calms her down, plus the light from the street falls on her face so he knows he'll remember what she looks like. Dark eyes, flushed skin, smiling like she's on a wild ride, and she is. Tony puts in as much force as he wants, and she still angles for more; he's worried she'll chafe her back on the bricks.
"Harder," she groans, and he believes her. She's tight and wet and has muscles down there that squeeze him with every stroke, and her breasts jiggle in the black lace bra she's still wearing. Tony would like to put his face between them.
She's as fast as him to get to her orgasm, probably faster because she's not trying to hold back and he is, he really, really is. She shouts and bucks and throws her head back, exposing a long throat with what looks like a mean hickey on it, too. He takes maybe ten more seconds to follow her, which is good because she doesn't look like she's gonna wait around patiently. He takes a step back and his knees nearly buckle when he tries to pull his pants back up. She slides confidently down the wall to pick a tissue from the pocket of her pants, which he now sees are leather; she cleans herself efficiently, uncaring that he looks on.
"That was nice," she smiles, breathless. "Tony, was it?"
He nods, speechless and suddenly feeling like what he thinks McGee must feel like, a bit lost in the world. He shakes it off and gathers his confidence.
"Thanks for that, Tony," she says and winks at him, and starts down the alley. She's almost gone when he finds his composure.
"Bye, Faith!" he yells after her. She waves without turning back. He gets dressed, and it's only after he's three blocks down the road that he notices his gun is missing.
[end]
Fandoms: NCIS, BtVS/AtS
Pairing: Tony/Faith
Warning: het
Prompt: off
panpolyboygirl's generator, "DiNozzo against the wall"Tony thinks he's hearing screams and so, even though it's not his job, decides to go in the alley and investigate. Very unsafe, probably stupid, if Gibbs ever hears of it there will be head-slapping, but still. In the shadows he thinks he sees a girl and some big scary attacker, so he takes out his gun and sidles closer, prepares to save a damsel in distress off-hours.
Funny thing, when he gets closer, he just sees the girl. No attacker - no body - just a girl with long dark hair, small pink top, panting and grinning like a madwoman, or like a horny woman, really. Tony knows that look. He puts his gun away and says hi. Less than two minutes later his back hits the wall.
"Hey - hey, I don't even know your name!"
"Faith," she says hot on his ear and then bites it, just a little. Tony gasps.
Apparently that's all the introduction she's gonna need, which is a refreshing change from the women he's usually talking to. She's also freakishly strong, and in a hurry. Her hand's down the front of his pants before he can even think about getting to her bra or anything. Not that he's complaining.
"Ungh."
Or making much conversation. She spins him so she's got her back against the wall and just shimmies out of her pants, which is impressive.
"Can you hold my weight?"
"Sure," he says, confused, and she's got her legs wrapped around him so fast he barely has time to grab her butt and think hey, I'm grabbing her butt, and he's inside her. Which at least calms her down, plus the light from the street falls on her face so he knows he'll remember what she looks like. Dark eyes, flushed skin, smiling like she's on a wild ride, and she is. Tony puts in as much force as he wants, and she still angles for more; he's worried she'll chafe her back on the bricks.
"Harder," she groans, and he believes her. She's tight and wet and has muscles down there that squeeze him with every stroke, and her breasts jiggle in the black lace bra she's still wearing. Tony would like to put his face between them.
She's as fast as him to get to her orgasm, probably faster because she's not trying to hold back and he is, he really, really is. She shouts and bucks and throws her head back, exposing a long throat with what looks like a mean hickey on it, too. He takes maybe ten more seconds to follow her, which is good because she doesn't look like she's gonna wait around patiently. He takes a step back and his knees nearly buckle when he tries to pull his pants back up. She slides confidently down the wall to pick a tissue from the pocket of her pants, which he now sees are leather; she cleans herself efficiently, uncaring that he looks on.
"That was nice," she smiles, breathless. "Tony, was it?"
He nods, speechless and suddenly feeling like what he thinks McGee must feel like, a bit lost in the world. He shakes it off and gathers his confidence.
"Thanks for that, Tony," she says and winks at him, and starts down the alley. She's almost gone when he finds his composure.
"Bye, Faith!" he yells after her. She waves without turning back. He gets dressed, and it's only after he's three blocks down the road that he notices his gun is missing.
[end]
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Date: 2007-06-12 03:45 am (UTC)Gibbs is going to give him hell for this.
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Date: 2007-06-12 06:16 am (UTC)And Gibbs might hunt her down, which is a whole other interesting image.
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Date: 2010-12-26 12:18 pm (UTC)Not nice that she took his gun. Gets the poor boy in trouble. A lot of trouble. (Even if Gibbs goes after her, although that would be an interesting fic, the two of them going after her to try get his gun back before it has to be reported and he gets in official trouble.)