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TITLE: Perhaps, This Time
AUTHOR: Ashley-Pitt
FANDOM: NCIS
CHARACTERS: Leroy Jethro Gibbs, Donald “Ducky” Mallard
WORD COUNT: 300
RATING: PG-13
PROMPT:
slashthedrabble Challenge # 293--Go.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own these characters nor am I making any money from them. I borrow them once in awhile, but put them away tidily.
Ducky’s eyes opened and he reached over to Jethro’s side of the bed. It was empty but still warm.
Ducky relaxed a bit when he heard the toilet flush in the bathroom.
He rolled over and buried his nose in the pillow. It smelled distinctly of Jethro: soap and the musky scent of sex.
Ducky sighed. They had made love most of the night. Jethro was a gentle caring lover. In fact, he took even more care as Ducky had had increasing pain from his leg.
Without making it obvious, Jethro made sure that Ducky was comfortable as he loved him.
Jethro, renown as being a man of few words at work, was remarkably loquacious in the fuzzy golden afterglow of sex.
Ducky would lie in the crook of Jethro’s arm. Jethro would gently play with Ducky’s hair as he talked. Mostly about what new wood working project he was starting, or sometimes about a sailing vacation he would like them to take.
Ducky was jolted from his pleasant reverie by the opening of the bathroom door.
Jethro stood fully clothed, zipping his zipper.
“Geez, Duck, I am sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you.”
Ducky sat up and said, “Is something wrong?”
“No… nothing wrong, Duck.”
“Oh,” Ducky said, his voice suddenly chilly. “ I see.”
“I have to leave, Duck…”
“Is she a red head, Jethro? Please God, it is not that lawyer. Perhaps it is a new red head. Oh Jethro, I thought that this time I had you for keeps as they say. No matter. I should have known that it was too good to be true.”
“Ducky, I..”
“Please Jethro. Spare me. I know the drill. You leave, she dumps you and I take you back. Perhaps, this time I will not.”
“Duck…”
“Just go, Jethro.”
AUTHOR: Ashley-Pitt
FANDOM: NCIS
CHARACTERS: Leroy Jethro Gibbs, Donald “Ducky” Mallard
WORD COUNT: 300
RATING: PG-13
PROMPT:
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DISCLAIMER: I do not own these characters nor am I making any money from them. I borrow them once in awhile, but put them away tidily.
Ducky’s eyes opened and he reached over to Jethro’s side of the bed. It was empty but still warm.
Ducky relaxed a bit when he heard the toilet flush in the bathroom.
He rolled over and buried his nose in the pillow. It smelled distinctly of Jethro: soap and the musky scent of sex.
Ducky sighed. They had made love most of the night. Jethro was a gentle caring lover. In fact, he took even more care as Ducky had had increasing pain from his leg.
Without making it obvious, Jethro made sure that Ducky was comfortable as he loved him.
Jethro, renown as being a man of few words at work, was remarkably loquacious in the fuzzy golden afterglow of sex.
Ducky would lie in the crook of Jethro’s arm. Jethro would gently play with Ducky’s hair as he talked. Mostly about what new wood working project he was starting, or sometimes about a sailing vacation he would like them to take.
Ducky was jolted from his pleasant reverie by the opening of the bathroom door.
Jethro stood fully clothed, zipping his zipper.
“Geez, Duck, I am sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you.”
Ducky sat up and said, “Is something wrong?”
“No… nothing wrong, Duck.”
“Oh,” Ducky said, his voice suddenly chilly. “ I see.”
“I have to leave, Duck…”
“Is she a red head, Jethro? Please God, it is not that lawyer. Perhaps it is a new red head. Oh Jethro, I thought that this time I had you for keeps as they say. No matter. I should have known that it was too good to be true.”
“Ducky, I..”
“Please Jethro. Spare me. I know the drill. You leave, she dumps you and I take you back. Perhaps, this time I will not.”
“Duck…”
“Just go, Jethro.”
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