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ncisficathonTitle: Snap-shots of the Mind
Author:jennukes
Written for:melanie_anne
Archive: Sure, just ask me.
Rating: R.
Warnings/Spoilers: Adult content, no spoilers unless you haven't seen Season 2.
Genre: (out of Gen/Het/Slash) Het
Pairings: Gibbs/Kate
Word Count: 520 words
Disclaimer: I do not own anything and am not getting paid … you know the usual
Prompt: Story 1: Gibbs/Kate, post-Reveille. Can be R-rated, but nothing graphic please.
Summary: They are just images his mind photoshops together, tempting him with a place and pleasure, an act that he will never allow.
Author's Note: This is half of my entry because it is only about 500 words. I hope this qualifies as not graphic. Thanks to Great Beta 1,thekatebeyond and a close second, pixie_on_acid.
He's in his basement, working off the excess energy of the day. He won't call it fear because he's is afraid of nothing. The repetitive motion of sanding forces his mind to be at ease.
She's back safe. Back where she belongs – under him, he reminds himself. He means to tell himself under his watchful eye, but his mind betrays him. He curses the word choice because suddenly his mind is full of images – snapshots he shouldn't see. He's excellent at denial, but sometimes even the great Gibbs slips.
Her naked. Click goes the camera of his mind. Him naked. Click. Him on top of her, thrusting. Click.
The images aren't real –none have happened and none ever will. They are just images his mind photoshops together, tempting him with a place and pleasure, an act that he will never allow.
He tries to convince himself. She's not his type. She's not a redhead. But his mind betrays him again. She's what he wants. She's what he wants with a desire that would scare him, if he ever admitted to being scared.
His legendary control isn't strong enough to stop the images that come unwanted into his mind.
Her back arching. Click. His hands gripping her hips. Click.
His mind becomes the traitor he knows Ari really is.
Him cuffed to a bed. Click. Her smiling wickedly over him. Click.
Images flip past his mind's eye, like someone thumbing through photographs.
His mouth on her, eyes meeting hers. Click. Her mouth swallowing him whole. Click.
He damages the boat before he's able to shatter the images his mind creates for him, tempting him to a place he can't allow himself to go.
He drops the sanding block on his bench before heading upstairs for a cold shower.
When that fails to help, he tries a walk out in the crisp night air. He won't risk further injury to his boat.
He's glad this is a rare weekend free. He goes out the next night and brings a woman home. He acts out all the images with a warm, willing partner who is so far from the lady in his mind it's laughable. Except the one. He's not the one handcuffed to the bed – she is.
The lady in his mind and the woman in his bed are night and day. Chocolate brown hair versus red hair that only comes from a bottle. Firm, toned muscle versus soft, shapely curves. Fingers callused from years spent shooting versus hands soft from years of lotion and pampering. The only thing similar is a name… in one, Kate is short for Caitlin; in the other, Kate is short for Katherine. It makes his life easy – no stories or explanations with a slip of the tongue.
He doesn't fool himself. He knows the woman knows she's a replacement… just as he knows he's just a stand-in.
She stays the rest of Sunday. They won't meet again. The sex was good… but replacements only work once. They both know that all too well.
He won't need a replacement the next time… but he doesn't know that yet.
Author:
jennukesWritten for:
melanie_anneArchive: Sure, just ask me.
Rating: R.
Warnings/Spoilers: Adult content, no spoilers unless you haven't seen Season 2.
Genre: (out of Gen/Het/Slash) Het
Pairings: Gibbs/Kate
Word Count: 520 words
Disclaimer: I do not own anything and am not getting paid … you know the usual
Prompt: Story 1: Gibbs/Kate, post-Reveille. Can be R-rated, but nothing graphic please.
Summary: They are just images his mind photoshops together, tempting him with a place and pleasure, an act that he will never allow.
Author's Note: This is half of my entry because it is only about 500 words. I hope this qualifies as not graphic. Thanks to Great Beta 1,
thekatebeyond and a close second, pixie_on_acid.He's in his basement, working off the excess energy of the day. He won't call it fear because he's is afraid of nothing. The repetitive motion of sanding forces his mind to be at ease.
She's back safe. Back where she belongs – under him, he reminds himself. He means to tell himself under his watchful eye, but his mind betrays him. He curses the word choice because suddenly his mind is full of images – snapshots he shouldn't see. He's excellent at denial, but sometimes even the great Gibbs slips.
Her naked. Click goes the camera of his mind. Him naked. Click. Him on top of her, thrusting. Click.
The images aren't real –none have happened and none ever will. They are just images his mind photoshops together, tempting him with a place and pleasure, an act that he will never allow.
He tries to convince himself. She's not his type. She's not a redhead. But his mind betrays him again. She's what he wants. She's what he wants with a desire that would scare him, if he ever admitted to being scared.
His legendary control isn't strong enough to stop the images that come unwanted into his mind.
Her back arching. Click. His hands gripping her hips. Click.
His mind becomes the traitor he knows Ari really is.
Him cuffed to a bed. Click. Her smiling wickedly over him. Click.
Images flip past his mind's eye, like someone thumbing through photographs.
His mouth on her, eyes meeting hers. Click. Her mouth swallowing him whole. Click.
He damages the boat before he's able to shatter the images his mind creates for him, tempting him to a place he can't allow himself to go.
He drops the sanding block on his bench before heading upstairs for a cold shower.
When that fails to help, he tries a walk out in the crisp night air. He won't risk further injury to his boat.
He's glad this is a rare weekend free. He goes out the next night and brings a woman home. He acts out all the images with a warm, willing partner who is so far from the lady in his mind it's laughable. Except the one. He's not the one handcuffed to the bed – she is.
The lady in his mind and the woman in his bed are night and day. Chocolate brown hair versus red hair that only comes from a bottle. Firm, toned muscle versus soft, shapely curves. Fingers callused from years spent shooting versus hands soft from years of lotion and pampering. The only thing similar is a name… in one, Kate is short for Caitlin; in the other, Kate is short for Katherine. It makes his life easy – no stories or explanations with a slip of the tongue.
He doesn't fool himself. He knows the woman knows she's a replacement… just as he knows he's just a stand-in.
She stays the rest of Sunday. They won't meet again. The sex was good… but replacements only work once. They both know that all too well.
He won't need a replacement the next time… but he doesn't know that yet.
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Date: 2006-09-11 09:52 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-09-11 10:17 am (UTC)Love it so much ! Great job !!!
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Date: 2006-09-11 12:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-09-11 05:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-09-11 05:52 pm (UTC)As for the sequel... we shall see I have other stuff to write before I can think of that! :)
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Date: 2006-09-11 06:15 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-09-14 10:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-09-14 12:06 pm (UTC)Part 2 (not of this story, but the 2nd prompt) will be a little late... posted on Sunday at the rate my schedule is going... Sunday evening most likely.
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Date: 2006-09-15 10:28 pm (UTC)So...do Gibbs and Kate get together in the show? None of the fics of the three of you is any indication, and I'm not sure if your last sentence implies it.
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Date: 2006-09-19 09:59 am (UTC)Would also love to read a sequel sometime when time allows you to write one. :D
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Date: 2006-09-19 10:35 am (UTC)Found it
Date: 2007-03-11 02:52 pm (UTC)Thanks for the direction...
They are in my memories now...