Nikki (nakeisha) wrote,

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Crack_Van Rec 12: Little Boy Lost by Redvelvetribbon (R)

Fandom: NCIS
Pairing: Leroy Jethro Gibbs/Timothy McGee
Length: 1,376
Author on LJ: redvelvetribbon
Author Website: None of which I am aware

Why this must be read:

This rec will come as a huge surprise to anyone who knows me.

Okay, this story has done what no other has done in all my time in fandom: it has made me read outside of my OTP - in this case two OTPs! But it is a pairing that I can see so very easily; not one I'd write and not one I thought I'd ever read, because . . . OTP. But for some reason I did read it - and I'm glad I did!

It's  a very simple story that takes place on a stakeout with Gibbs and McGee alone in Gibbs's car. But Gibbs thoughts are not only on the stakeout - they are on the young man he banishes to the back seat. The story is hot and again, not my usual, as it focusses more on the physical than on the emotional. But having said that there are definitely emotional links too in it, and although it does focus on physical desire, want and need, it is not distant and without emotional attachment and respect too.

Also the physical is not on-screen, so to speak, we are privy to Gibbs's thoughts as he watches Tim in the rear-view mirror - and his thoughts get steamy to say the least. And just as you are wondering where the story is going there is a superbly timed POV change. It's a PWP pretty much no more and no less, but it still has depth to it and despite it not being my OTP and also not really how I personally see and write the characters, it is very believable and you can see the Gibbs and McGee we see on screen.

Gibbs heard McGee shift and wiggle closer coming up behind him.

Oh that was no good! Now Tim was just inches away from him and it was only the car seat that separated their bodies. Gibbs could smell Tim’s’ simple clean scrubbed soap and cologne boy smell, so different from Tony’s expensive and masculine scent. He resisted the small growl of possession that rose in his throat. Mine.

McGee companiably rested his head on the edge of the car seat and turned and quietly started into a long monologue about how he might be able to re configure the search by doing something incomprehensible and combining it with something else Gibbs didn’t understand.

The problem was that all Gibbs felt was McGee’s warm breath and soft voice just in his ear. Talking, asking, pleading. He could hear McGee lick his lips in the dark. Gibbs swallowed and tightened his grip on the steering wheel again until his knuckles were white. Thank god the car was so dark and McGee couldn’t see how hard he was.

Little Boy Lost
Tags: fandom: ncis, lj comm : crack_van, pairing (slash): gibbs/mcgee

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