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Chapter 1: Not so boring Party
DiNozzo was back in Washington and glad for it, even if the Director had a ridiculous hoop for him to jump through. “I have to what?”
Jenny Shepard smirked. “SecNav has ordered a high-level representative from NCIS. Now I don’t want to go as I would like to have some free time and I am not stupid enough to send Gibbs to schmooze with anyone in Washington power circles.”
Tony wasn’t daft enough to cut his nose off to spite his face. “It will be my pleasure Madam Director.”
Shepard just dismissed him with a wave of her hand. “Just don’t embarrass NCIS.”
Part of Tony wanted to do exactly that - embarrass the hell out of the agency for just the implication that he couldn’t be professional. Sadly, his own professional standards refused to let him stoop so low. He would play a role within the agency and start to make exit plans, he’d given NCIS enough of his time. After all, he’d stayed here far longer than anywhere else - and just maybe the party wouldn’t be a snooze fest.
He wasn’t holding out much hope, as he knew better.
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Tony was going to the party directly from NCIS so he’d gotten changed into his tailored tuxedo. It wasn’t an indulgence because you never knew when you would need to rub shoulders with the powerful and whilst Tony wasn’t a snob - he understood the power of a good suit.
McGee rolled his eyes. “It is only an award evening. You aren’t there to pick someone up, Tony.”
Tony wished the probie would learn to look beneath a mask or two but that was tomorrow’s problem. Today he just had to get through the snoozefest that was the award ceremony. “You’ll learn probie that sometimes to get through a duty you need to mix a little bit of pleasure with work.”
Ziva sniffed. “You will lash out they will be too sophisticated to fall for your lines.”
Tony snorted. “It is strike out Ziva and funnily enough I have never gone home alone if I don’t want to. And now, you’ve had a chance to try and dent my ego so I shall leave you to your boring evenings.”
Tony left with his head held high knowing how much it would frustrate the duplicitous duo. He had no doubt they would be bitching to Gibbs about why weren’t they allowed to go.
McGee sniffed. “I don’t understand why you were asked and not the team as a whole.”
Tony turned back. “Because McGeek you spend so much time with computers you lack socialization skills. I have no intention of spending the evening stopping Ziva from killing people or Gibbs for that matter. So for once get over yourself.”
Wow, silence for once. Tony would have to commit this moment to memory because he knew it would be awhile before he got another day like this one. He would treasure it as a result.
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If anyone asked Tony what his type was - he would answer that snarky, smart and candid were his favourite things. He might not brag about it but he didn’t really care about gender as for him, it just wasn’t an issue. Tony knew it wouldn’t be what most would look for but he wasn’t everyone. He was at the award evening bored out of his mind, sick of eating tasteless canapes and tired of making stilted conversation, and so was now looking for someone who could entertain him.
Tony did hear something that made him think that just maybe the evening wasn’t a total waste of time.
“Why on Earth do I have to be here?” A rapid voice whined, with a Canadian inflection to it.
His companion, a Colonel, rolled his eyes. “You know why McKay, now smile and try not to eviscerate anyone verbally to the point they cry! We’re on thin ice as it is since Doranda and I don’t want to have to fight to keep you in the program.”
This McKay looked non-plussed. He’d dealt with his best friend's cold shoulder for his mistake. This was the first time that he’d heard John speak up in anything that sounded like a defense of him. The whole event had dented his self-esteem and he’d turned into more of a bastard as a result. He knew this objectively but Rodney wasn’t sure how to change it. The evening was as boring as anything but this was the first time in a month that Sheppard and he had spoken normally and he didn’t want to lose it. “But I thought you said I could have fun?”
Tony swept in. “Well, at least you are looking to have fun.”
Tony watched as he was sized up and he caught the flash of arousal on the guy’s face. He could work with that, these were dance steps he knew better than most plus the guy’s crooked mouth really turned him on. The man spoke with a smirk obviously aiming for a reaction. “Please tell me that you are not part of the repressed armed forces?”
Tony smirked back. “Oh, there is nothing at all repressed about me ... So how are you going to entertain me ...?”
Rodney took the opportunity to introduce himself not wanting the first interesting person at this brain-numbing event to go having lost interest. “I am Dr. Rodney McKay, a scientist not a quack doctor. And who are you apart from lighting up this otherwise boring party?”
Tony held his hand out with a knockout smile. “Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo. NCIS.”
Rodney recognised the Agency as it was one Atlantis had become familiar with due to their marine contingent. “So you are the ones called in when the Navy and Marines misbehave.”
“That’s us.” Tony said with his best SFA smile.
Rodney smirked and an idea struck him. “Hey Sheppard. Why don’t we have an Agent Afloat for our crazy marines?”
Sheppard turned back from his conversation. He took in this scene before him noticing how close Rodney was standing to the Agent. “Are you flirting?”
Rodney shrugged because he had never been shy when it came to going after something he wanted. He couldn’t help but add snidely. “Don’t get crabby if you’ve not found someone this hot to talk to.” It was certainly a turn up for the books as usually when he and Sheppard go out, he has to watch people fawn over his friend whilst no one notices him.
Tony snorted at the compliment even if it was delivered to someone else. “Well, how about you talk to me instead and we’ll make your friend happy as you won’t make anyone cry.” He then flashed a wicked grin “Although that would be entertaining to watch if you do feel inclined.” Tony had a list of people who had bored him to tears in the first hour of being here. He would consider it a civic duty of Rodney to make a few people cry.
Sheppard sent up a prayer of hope that this agent could distract Rodney and keep his foot out of that loud mouth of his.
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A few hours later Tony threw caution to the wind and looked at Rodney. “What do you say we get out of here and find our own fun.”
Rodney’s eyes glinted. “Please tell me you mean sex?”
Tony laughed at the blunt question and guessed that with his intelligence level, hiding behind niceties just seemed like a futile endeavour. Tony didn’t realise it but he prefered the talking without pretence. “Will you still respect me in the morning?”
Rodney looked like this was all a dream and not real. Tony was determined to wipe that look off his face. “Come on genius, it’s about time you rocked my world.”
Rodney called back to Sheppard. “Don’t wait up. I’ll meet you back at the Mountain.”
They took Tony’s car because whilst the temptation was to drink. Tony prefered the option of a quick exit with his own transport. “So hotel room or are you okay with my apartment?”
McKay wasn’t sure how he was supposed to answer. “I’m staying at the Waldorf.”
“Rich then? Are you older than me?” Tony asked with a teasing sarcastic edge.
McKay could play with the sarcasm. “I’m 37, you?”
Tony sighed. “Damn, I was hoping you could be my sugar daddy. Don’t worry I’m not a gold digger. Whilst I’m not world-renowned astrophysicist rich, I am comfortably well off.”
McKay smirked. “Don’t worry, your very nice tailored tux told me that you had money and class even if you have a bizarre job considering your social background.”
Tony shook his head and started softly chuckling because Rodney in a few hours had figured out more about him than his supposed family at NCIS had in six years. “Sorry, it is just you have figured out more about me in two hours than my teammates have in six years and that is very sad.”
Rodney sniffed, “Then you work with idiots.”
Tony snickered. “Oh, I would love to see you tell that to McGee. He would be so hurt and puff out his chest as he tells you all about his degree from John Hopkins and compares it to my inferior degree of Phys Ed from OSU.”
Rodney was an expert at ambiguous language and could hear it here. God help him but the more he learnt about Tony the more he didn’t want this to be a one-night stand but how would that work. He was here in Washington and soon Rodney would be back on Atlantis. “So how many degrees do you have that they don’t know about?”
Tony grinned. “You haven’t rocked my world yet for me to give away all of my secrets.”
Rodney saw them pull up in the hotel parking. “Challenge accepted.”
Tony followed him to his hotel room and there wasn’t an ounce of regret. He didn’t care if this lasted a night or turned into something more. He was done being scared of liking men, this wasn’t like when he first joined the force and he could look after himself from homophobic twats who went after him.
Rodney managed to last until they got through the hotel door before pushing Tony against the wall, kissing him with force, precision, and passion. Tony bent his head down chasing those talented lips, he’d not been this turned on by just a kiss in a long time. All hail the genius intellect . He was dizzy with need and that was not like him.
“Damn you are good.” He confessed.
McKay’s eyes blue eyes were blown out with arousal. “I’m just getting started.”