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<p>I'll show you mine<br>BY PEJA<br><a href="mailto:makebelievearchive@gmail.com">makebelievearchive@gmail.com</a><br><a href="http://www.squidge.org/~peja/cgi-bin/search.php?action=recent"></a></p>
<p><br>Fandom: NCIS<br>Pairing: Mrs Vanessa Mallard/Tony DiNozzo, Ducky<br>Portrayed by: Nina Foch/Michael Weatherly, David McCullum<br>Category: complete<br>Rating: FRAO<br>Status: complete...you better believe complete.<br>
Spoilers: nope<br>Series/Sequel: oh gawd no<br>Brief Summary: Mrs Mallard shares a special moment with Tony<br>Warnings: Oh my...<br>Notes/acknowledgments: For Bree, who brought up the whole nasty pairing in the first place.<br>
General thanks to all of you folks who are requesting short fics and improvs in the various fandoms. You're keeping the words flowing.<br>Disclaimers: not mine. Heck I won't even admit to writing this...no way in hell<br>
Archive: Yes, but ask first, include the complete story and provide a URL to the archive<br>Forwarding to other lists: Okay, but keep my name and headers attached. A heads up would be nice as well.<br><br><br><br>Tony came to a sudden halt, staring at the elderly woman with a growing sense of horror.<br>
<br>"You can come closer, my pretty little Italian gigolo," Vanessa Mallard cooed, dangling a gold choker from her fngers. "Mommy has a lovely little something for her precious little boy."<br><br>"Mo...mommy?" Tony stammered, his eyes widening as the woman rose to her feet."Mrs Mallard, I..."<br>
<br>"Vanessa."<br><br>"What?'<br><br>"You can call me Vanessa when we're alone, pretty."<br><br>Tony's head shook back and forth as he stammered, "N...No...ah..No, Ma'am. I...I don't think...that would be appropriate."<br>
<br>"Nonsense, pretty." Vanessa took several steps in his direction, causing tony to back peddle an equal number of steps. "Playing hard to get, pretty?"<br><br>"Please, Mrs, Mallard...."<br>
<br>"Vanessa," she insisted, maneuvering with the strategy of General Patton so Tony was slowly backed into the far corner.<br><br>As his back hit the wall, Tony realized just how bad his situation was. <br><br>
Vanessa continued to approach. until she stood directly in front of the defenseless agent. She tilted his a coy glance, grinning. "Let mommy see."<br><br>"S...see..?"<br><br>Red painted nails ran the course of his zipper.<br>
<br>Tony tried to escape through the wall, not an easy thing at all to do. "God, help me."<br><br>"Come on pretty," Vanessa taunted him, her eyes sharp and cunning. A woman completely aware of what she was doing. "I'll Show you mine if you show me yours." <br>
<br>Tony recognized the snap of his jeans being popped and he began to sweat, blackness swirling around the edges of his vision.<br><br>"Oh my," Ducky's voice broke him mid-faint, like a life boat in the middle of the ocean. "Have I come in an inopportune moment?"<br>
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