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dameangeTitle: Not What He Thought
Author: Lady Angel
Fandom: NCIS
Genre: Slash
Pairing: Gibbs/DiNozzo
Rating: NC17
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comment_fic's prompt of NCIS, Gibbs/DiNozzo, *I vaaant to drrrink yourrrrr blood!*
As a little kid, Tony had been deathly afraid of vampires. Even of the campy ones that were all bad accents and even worse off-the-rack tuxedos. Because, c'mon! They killed you by sucking out your blood. No quick bullet to the brain, no way to fight them off. Just complacently letting them kill you. Well, according to the movies he saw anyway.
He really wished he had seen this version instead. Wished he had seen what he saw in the mirror now. Wished he had known what it was like to freely give of himself to care for a lover, to willingly give his life's blood in the most intimate of acts.
Wood and steel hardened hands roamed his body, eliciting thrills, soothing sultry shocks of pleasure. Blunt fingernails raked through his chest hair, scoring across his nipples, leaving fire in their wake. Soft lips pressed against his skin, red with his blood, moist from his kisses.
He fisted his cock, trying to stave off the orgasm, wanting to stay locked in this dreamy state of perfection. Gibbs' cock thrusting deep inside his body, Gibbs' fangs sank deep inside his jugular, taking what he needed: pleasure, nourishment, Tony.
The End
Author: Lady Angel
Fandom: NCIS
Genre: Slash
Pairing: Gibbs/DiNozzo
Rating: NC17
Author's Note: For user
comment_fic's prompt of NCIS, Gibbs/DiNozzo, *I vaaant to drrrink yourrrrr blood!*As a little kid, Tony had been deathly afraid of vampires. Even of the campy ones that were all bad accents and even worse off-the-rack tuxedos. Because, c'mon! They killed you by sucking out your blood. No quick bullet to the brain, no way to fight them off. Just complacently letting them kill you. Well, according to the movies he saw anyway.
He really wished he had seen this version instead. Wished he had seen what he saw in the mirror now. Wished he had known what it was like to freely give of himself to care for a lover, to willingly give his life's blood in the most intimate of acts.
Wood and steel hardened hands roamed his body, eliciting thrills, soothing sultry shocks of pleasure. Blunt fingernails raked through his chest hair, scoring across his nipples, leaving fire in their wake. Soft lips pressed against his skin, red with his blood, moist from his kisses.
He fisted his cock, trying to stave off the orgasm, wanting to stay locked in this dreamy state of perfection. Gibbs' cock thrusting deep inside his body, Gibbs' fangs sank deep inside his jugular, taking what he needed: pleasure, nourishment, Tony.
The End