NCIS Fic: Any Port in a Storm?
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Title: Any Port in a Storm?
Summary: "It's called 'spin the bottle".
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 300
Pairing: Gibbs/DiNozzo
Author's Notes: Tag to "Agent Afloat". Written for
ncisdrabble100 prompt 'intoxicated'.
Summary: "It's called 'spin the bottle".
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 300
Pairing: Gibbs/DiNozzo
Author's Notes: Tag to "Agent Afloat". Written for
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Abby knew how to pick the right place for an impromptu celebration. And, as far as Tony was concerned, returning from Agent Afloat, was a reason to celebrate.
Everyone had to buy him a drink, and after months without, he hadn’t turned anyone down. He was glad his car was still in storage and that he’d be crashing with Gibbs for a while, because he was pretty sure the Seahawk decks in a storm were steadier than that bar’s floor.
Ziva had ordered three Sangria pitchers and shared liberally, and now she and Abby had him cornered at the end of the bar and he suspected he wouldn’t be getting out of this conversation – whatever it was about - anytime soon.
“In Israel we play this game,” Ziva said as she finished Tony’s Corona and laid the bottle on its side. “Twist the bottle.” She gave the bottle an awkward turn.
“It’s ‘spin the bottle’!” Abby corrected excitedly. “Tony goes first, since this is his party.” Abby shoved the bottle at Tony.
Sighing dramatically, indulging the girls, Tony gave it a spin. It went around a dozen times before pointing to the space between the girls.
“No one,” Abby teased. “Try again.”
Ziva appraised the bottle carefully. “Actually, I believe it is pointing at Gibbs,” she told Tony with a raised eyebrow.
Tony smirked and finished the glass of Sangria Abby had passed him. “Really?”
“Oh, yes,” Ziva insisted.
“Ooookay…” Tony said, staggering to where his boss was ‘supervising’ his crew.
“Abby and Ziva started a game of spin the bottle. You aren’t playing, but you won,” Tony slurred.
Abby’s eyes widened as Tony wrapped one hand around Gibbs head and kissed him soundly.
Ziva actually blushed when, once Tony ended the kiss, Gibbs grabbed Tony by the beltloops and pulled him in for another.
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Date: 2009-03-18 10:20 pm (UTC)And this story. I love the Ziva voice, and of course the sweet splash of smut!
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