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The Seduction of Anthony DiNozzo	By : Siberian Category: M through R > NCIS Views: 5535 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I wrote this story soley for entertainment. No profit is being made and all rights belong to whoever is associated with the show NCIS and the characters. I don’t know their names, but I’m sure they know who they are.

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McGee shifted nervously on his feet in the elevator. The new clothing felt weird and he couldn’t help feeling overdressed. The elevator doors slid open as another person stepped into the small space. McGee gave the unknown agent a nod in greeting and he smiled slightly when he received the same greeting. Shortly after the new occupant arrived in the elevator McGee reached his floor.
Moving toward his desk he scrunched his face slightly at the sensation of the air moving against his skin. Following the advice from the numerous articles he’d read he gave himself a home facial the day before. It was a slightly unsettling sensation. The facial had felt nice but now he felt like he had a whole new face. He never thought about exfoliating before now but he had to admit it was probably good for his skin.
As he got closer to everyone’s desks he straightened his spine so that his posture radiated confidence. It was a false confidence he knew but as long as no one else knew that he was golden. At the moment Tony was the only one currently at his desk, but that was more than okay with him, since Tony was the one he was trying to impress. Tony followed him with his eyes as he walked past the other agent’s desk. McGee made sure to keep his elation off his face but inside he was doing his happy dance. ‘It’s already working! I’ll have Tony right where I want him in no time at all.’ McGee worried for a moment that he might be a little too determined but he only let that thought last a second.
The shocked look was still on Tony’s features making the torturous hours at the mall a little more bearable. “Wow McGee you look different today. Are you going undercover or something?” McGee gave him a look that clearly showed his confusion at the question. “I mean come on Probie you know what I mean. All the time we’ve worked together I’ve never seen you dress this nice. I can tell from here you’re wearing at least three labels.”
McGee knew what Tony was saying was true but he couldn’t help feeling offended. He might not wear designer suits but he didn’t dress like a bum either. “I decided to dress up for a change. Is that alright with you Tony?” McGee could have kicked himself. The annoyance in his voice was clear. ‘Good job Tim. Let him know you’re annoyed with him because that’s not the exact opposite of seduction or anything.’ He just refrained from growling at himself knowing that Tony would think it was directed at him.
Tony held up his hands in surrender at McGee’s response. “No offense Probie. I’m just used to seeing you in suits that are department store rejects.” McGee could see from the grin on Tony’s face that he was, despite what he’d said, trying to offend. Tony was the perfect example of the town yokel poking a bear with a stick. He tried to get a rise out of anyone he met at least once. Either that or he tried to charm them into his bed.
That thought got McGee back on track by reminding him that’s where he wanted to end up. He let an easy smile slide onto his face. “I don’t get my clothes at thrift stores Tony but I appreciate the fact that you think I have a handle on my finances.” McGee almost laughed at the thoroughly confused look that put on Tony’s face. McGee’s smile turned into a teasing one. He was about to continue their conversation when Gibbs swept into their work space.
He watched Gibbs hesitate for a second as he took in McGee’s appearance. With no comment or change of expression Gibbs proceeded to tell them they had a case. All of them started to get ready. Ziva walked over as they finished getting ready and scrambled to catch up to them before they left the room. The drive to the crime scene was relatively quiet except for Tony’s constant rambling. When they arrived everyone gathered their equipment and moved toward the sectioned off area.
McGee could have groaned when he had to step off the road onto the leaf ground. The night before several areas had been hit with rain and this was one of those areas. McGee could hear the mud squishing underneath his feet with each step he took. All he could think about was that the shoes he was currently wearing were very expensive designer leather. They had almost made it to the sectioned off area when McGee’s right foot slid in some mud and he only had time to shout before he was rolling down the side of a hill.
After some seconds he found himself at the bottom a little dazed. The first thing he became aware of was hysterical laughter. He looked up the hill to see Tony bend over he was laughing so hard. The other man only stood up slightly to point at McGee. “That was classic McGeek!” Gibbs was watching Tony but Tony was watching McGee so he didn’t see the head slap coming. The laughter died as Tony’s head jerked forward with the slap. Tony glared at Gibbs as he rubbed the abused spot. Gibbs ignored the look as he turned his attention to McGee.
“Are you okay?” McGee thought about that for a moment. Nothing felt broken. The only thing he felt at the moment was total humiliation. “Yes Boss, I’m just a little dizzy.” McGee scratched at an itch on his cheek glaring at his hand that he hadn’t known was covered in mud. “Good then get back up here so we can get to work.” McGee looked back up to give his boss a disbelieving look only to see Gibbs already walking toward the crime scene.
As though he could still see McGee’s look Gibbs continued. “Now McGee! We don’t have all day.” McGee let out a heavy sigh before attempting to stand. It took a few tries but eventually he was able to pull himself to his feet. Once he was standing he looked down at himself not able to stop his eyes from widening when he saw that he was covered in mud. His new very expensive clothes were thoroughly coated. Looking up he sent a ‘Why me?’ skyward before he attempted to climb the hill he’d rolled down.
The process was slow going as his shoes kept sliding downward but eventually he made it to the top of the hill. He headed back to the van using some of their supplies to clean up enough that he wouldn’t contaminate the crime scene. Once he was at least somewhat presentable he joined the others trying to ignore the amused twinkle in Tony’s eyes. A few hours later they were finished and McGee was shifting in discomfort as some of the mud had dried enough to become itchy. They headed back to the van McGee more than grateful to be heading back so that he could shower.
Tony started up his rambling again but stopped halfway through their journey. McGee looked up wondering why Tony had suddenly fallen silent to see Tony looking at him. The mirth was still present in Tony’s eyes and McGee sighed softly expecting the worst. “What Tony?” Tony grinned impishly and McGee braced himself even more. “I love the leaf look on you Probie.” McGee gave him a confused look. ‘The leaf look?’ Just as he was about to question Tony further the other man reached out plucking a leaf out of McGee’s hair.
McGee looked at the leaf mortified his mind quickly supplying that some mud must have made the leaf stick to the hair behind his ear. Tony twirled the leaf in between his thumb and index finger his smile only turning more mischievous as time passed. McGee didn’t know what to say and Tony must have noticed this since he continued. “Not many people could pull it off.” McGee went with his first reaction which just happened to be to glare. Tony laughed before facing front once more continuing to twirl the leaf in his fingers.
Looking out the windshield, he felt thoroughly annoyed with not only himself but the entire situation. ‘Real smooth Tim. The first day you try to seduce Tony and you take a mud bath. What a complete waste of effort.’ McGee shifted his collar, getting an uncomfortable look on his face, as he scratched his neck trying to eliminate a new itch. He looked at his watch forgetting that he couldn’t read its face since mud had gotten into the device. Lowering his arm again he looked toward the clock in the van’s dashboard and was relieved to see that they would be at headquarters soon. It had been a long time since a shower had sounded so good.
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McGee went to work the next day trying to have a positive outlook. It was true the day before had been a disaster but he was determined that today was going to be more productive. He was dressed sharply again his false confidence in place. As he walked toward his desk he tried to reassure himself that things would get better from this point forward. ‘I can do this. Yesterday was a fluke. I can seduce Tony.’ Settling down behind his desk he waited for a prime opportunity to get Tony’s attention.
As the hours passed with them too busy to barely interact his determination started to deflate. He was starting to give up any hope at getting Tony’s attention when the agent in question took a few seconds to give him a Nutty Buddy Bar. McGee looked down at the snack and got an idea. He looked around quickly to make sure no one was paying attention to him as he opened the clear plastic quietly. Gibbs was in the Director’s office and Ziva was out speaking to one of her contacts so the timing couldn’t be more perfect.
He gave one more glance just to double check he wasn’t under anyone’s radar before he proceeded with his idea. He took one of the Nutty Buddy Bars out of the packaging and placed it on one of the spare napkins he had squirreled away in his desk. The second one he still held with the plastic. He turned slightly so that his upper body was angled toward Tony then proceeded to put half the Nutty Buddy Bar in his mouth. He slid his lips up the snack before opening his mouth once more to again take the bar into his mouth.
Tony was absorbed in his work so McGee started to moan softly hoping to catch the other man’s attention. It didn’t work since Tony’s ear was still attached to his phone but McGee didn’t give up knowing that eventually he would have to hang up the phone. He closed his eyes to slits continuing his soft moans as he got a little more enthusiastic molesting his snack. He added some sucking into his movement the intensity of the suction increasing until his cheeks hollowed out. When he needed to breathe he would ease up on his sucking but lap at the bar with his tongue.
“McGee.” He let his partially closed eyes rest on Tony as internally he crowed in joy finally getting the other man’s attention. The feeling was brief though as Tony lifted his hand to point at the side of his mouth. McGee let his eyes open fully at the gesture. Tony tried again pointing at the right side of his own mouth. “You have a little something.” McGee quickly pulled the Nutty Buddy Bar out of his mouth lifting up his hand to run it over the side of his mouth.
When he brought his hand forward he had a big glob of chocolate on his fingers. He barely refrained from smacking himself in the forehead. The only thing that stopped him was the realization that he would smear chocolate all over his forehead if he gave in to the urge. He picked up a napkin wiping off his mouth and hands thoroughly. He looked back over to Tony to see him on the phone again.
Their eyes connected and McGee gave him a nod of thanks. Tony gave him a smile before going back to his phone call. McGee looked down at his desk to see his demolished Nutty Buddy Bar. The top half of the snack was missing a good portion of its chocolate coating and it looked in danger of crumbling apart. McGee picked up the offending object throwing it in the trash. Not surprisingly his appetite was gone. He looked at the bar still untouched but didn’t have the heart to throw it out. After all Tony did go to the trouble to get the snack for him.
Wrapping the napkin around it McGee put it in his desk for when his appetite did return. He looked at the paperwork in front of him resigning himself to another unsuccessful day. McGee tried to stay hopeful not believing that his bad luck could continue much longer. Unfortunately he was wrong. The next few weeks passed in much the same way. Anytime McGee was able to try out a seduction technique it resulted in him falling flat on his face. Finally McGee was fed up.
He was going to give himself one more day to try to get Tony to notice him the way he wanted and if it didn’t work then he was through. If he didn’t give up he was in serious jeopardy on not only ruining all of his new clothes but losing his sanity. McGee made sure to wear his favorite outfit out of all his new purchases hoping that it would turn his luck around. So far it wasn’t working. The workday had been somewhat busy and hadn’t yielded any opportunities to try to make the moves on Tony.
McGee left his desk for a few minutes to grab a cup of the toxic coffee in the break room. Walking back to his desk he took a sip only to choke on the liquid. He was still coughing when he reached his desk and noticed the orange cupcake sitting next to his keyboard. McGee looked toward the other two agents present throwing them a questioning look. “They were passed out in celebration of Mahoney’s day of birth.” McGee let his expression show his understanding, so that Ziva would know her explanation had been detailed enough to identify the origin of the baked good.
He sat down behind his desk eying the cupcake for a few moments before deciding to eat it. As he bit into the cupcake he was happy he hadn’t waited. The small pastry was light but sweet. It actually managed to make the coffee go down smoother when he took a drink. He would have to find out where they got these from so that he could have a back-up supply to counteract the vileness of the coffee. The only downside is he’d probably gain three hundred pounds but there always had to be a downside.
Once he was finished with the cupcake he threw his trash in his bin before getting back to work. The next few hours passed by with the din of an office space filling the void that would have been caused by the silence of the group. Ziva suddenly got a call from Gibbs to join him to go on an interview. She practically jumped out of her chair in her eagerness to leave. Ignoring Tony’s protests about why he hadn’t been selected to join Gibbs she gave him the rest of her call log before escaping.
Tony looked grumpy for quite some time before settling back into his work. McGee on the other hand could barely contain his excitement. ‘This is it. Both of them will be gone for awhile. This is the chance I’ve been waiting for all day.’ McGee waited until Tony’s mood was a little better before proceeding. Standing up he made his way over to Tony’s desk. He leaned over Tony’s shoulder to look at the call list with the pretense of wanting to see how many more calls he had to make.
“You’re almost done with the calls but I’m willing to help if you would like.” McGee kept his voice soft and breathy. The tone had the desired effect as Tony looked up at McGee in a confused sort of wonder. ‘Yes! This is more like it.’ McGee moved so that he was standing just in front of Tony and he could face him while still being only a few inches away. He gave Tony a teasing smile as he gripped the edge of Tony’s desk. In a move smoother then McGee thought he could manage he sat on the edge of Tony’s desk.
The smile froze on his face as the well as the words on the tip of his tongue. He turned so that he could look behind him before slowly getting off Tony’s desk. Looking down at his backside he couldn’t say he was surprised to see a mashed orange cupcake ground onto his pants. He looked up at Tony watching his eyes widen. McGee could tell he was going to laugh the instant before the noise escaped his mouth. McGee growled as Tony started to howl with laughter.
Tears started to spring to Tony’s eyes as a grumbling McGee tried to scrape the cupcake off his backside. After getting the majority of it off his clothes McGee finally couldn’t resist and vented his frustration. “That’s it! I give up. This is ridiculous.” The laughter died as Tony looked at him with a curious expression. “What do you mean?” McGee shook his head already regretting saying anything out loud. “Don’t worry about it.” He went to move away but was stalled when Tony stood up blocking his path.
“No really McGee what did you mean?” McGee shook his head again. There was no way he was going to reveal his intentions. He had already embarrassed himself enough to last a lifetime. “It’s nothing Tony. I was just thinking out loud.” McGee went to move past Tony but stopped in shock when Tony’s hands gently grabbed his elbows. “I can’t believe it. I was right, wasn’t I?” Just as McGee was getting ready to ask what he meant Tony elaborated. “You were trying to seduce me.”
McGee blushed hotly his gaze immediately falling to the floor. Tony let out a laugh that spoke of disbelief. “I thought I was imagining things but you really were trying to seduce me.” He wanted to pull away but found himself unable to do so as Tony gently stroked his elbows. “You know there is just one thing I don’t understand.” Tony released one of his elbows to tip his head up so their eyes could meet. “Why didn’t you just ask?” McGee felt his eyes widen. Tony let loose a dazzling smile. “Meet me after work at my place.”
McGee stood dumbstruck for a few moments as Tony pulled away and went back to work as though nothing was out of the ordinary. After a few minutes of watching Tony make phone calls McGee came back to himself. He went to sit down at his desk before he remembered the cupcake icing on his pants. Changing his mind he headed to the bathroom to try to clean up still marveling at what had just taken place.
TBC...
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