I Dare You
28 February 2006 14:38![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
toxicwasteland127Title: I Dare You
Author: Tonya
Category: Drabble
Summary: Warrick tries to get Gil to kiss him on a dare from Nicky
Pairing: Gil/Warric
Rated: NC-17
Disclaimer: No not mine. I wish they were. I just want to have fun with them for a bit and then I'll give them right back. No harm, no money made.
“Hey, Rick.”
“Hey, Nick. What's up man?”
“Nuthin, I'm bored out of my mind. This has been the dullest shift ever.”
“Yeah, not much going on.”
“I think we should liven things up a bit”
“How do you figure we do that?”
“I got an idea.”
“God help us.”
“Gris has been a little up tight lately.”
“Yeah, I noticed. He's stressin' big time.”
“He needs to relax. I think he needs a good &#%$.”
“That's messed up. What do you want us to do, take him to a hooker?”
“Nah, I think you should take care of his problem.”
“You're nuts, man. Why would I do that and why would Gris let me?”
“I've seen the way he looks at you. He looks at you like you could walk on water.”
“Oh, please. I've seen him look at you the same way.”
“No, he looks at me like I'm a lost puppy. He looks at you like he wants to throw you down and ravish you silly. Even, Sara noticed. She mentioned it the other day. She said that you were always getting special treatment from the Boss. She was pissed about it too.”
“That's cause she's jealous. She's always throwing herself at Gris. It's disgusting. She ought to know by now, that Gris don't want nuthin to do with her.”
“She's pretty hard headed and I'd rather see Gris happy with you, than miserable with her.”
“Why the hell are you under the impression that I got designs on Gris?”
“I'm not blind, ya know. I see the way you look all dreamy when he's around. You practically drool.”
“You're Outcha mind, boy.”
“Right and pigs have wings.”
“Ok, say you're right. What am I supposed to do? I can't just walk up and say hey Gris, ya want to do the nasty with me.”
“Why not? Actually, I think you ought to back him into a corner and kiss him until he passes out.”
“And you're going to explain this to my family and make all the funeral arrangements, right?”
“Gris ain't gonna kill ya. He might fire ya, but I doubt it. Face it, you're just a big chicken. You don't have the guts to do it.”
“I ain't afraid of nuthin, man.”
“Ok, then. I dare ya. No, I double dare ya, but I don't think you got the balls.”
“What are you daring him to do now, Nicky?”
“Fuck!”
“What was that, Warrick?”
“Nuthin. What's up, Gris?”
“Hey, Gris. I was just daring Rick to do something he's wanted to do for years, but he's too chicken.”
“Shut up, Nick!”
“No, no. I think I want to hear this.”
“Please, don't do this to me?”
“Sorry, man, but something's got to give. I dared Rick to back you into a corner and kiss ya until you pass out, but he won't do it.”
“Shit.”
“I see. Well, Nick, there in itself was you're mistake. You dared the wrong man. You should have dared me, instead.”
“Huh?”
“Oh boy.”
“I'm getting ready to leave, after I file these reports. Warrick, meet me in my office in five minutes. We'll see who passes out!
Author: Tonya
Category: Drabble
Summary: Warrick tries to get Gil to kiss him on a dare from Nicky
Pairing: Gil/Warric
Rated: NC-17
Disclaimer: No not mine. I wish they were. I just want to have fun with them for a bit and then I'll give them right back. No harm, no money made.
“Hey, Rick.”
“Hey, Nick. What's up man?”
“Nuthin, I'm bored out of my mind. This has been the dullest shift ever.”
“Yeah, not much going on.”
“I think we should liven things up a bit”
“How do you figure we do that?”
“I got an idea.”
“God help us.”
“Gris has been a little up tight lately.”
“Yeah, I noticed. He's stressin' big time.”
“He needs to relax. I think he needs a good &#%$.”
“That's messed up. What do you want us to do, take him to a hooker?”
“Nah, I think you should take care of his problem.”
“You're nuts, man. Why would I do that and why would Gris let me?”
“I've seen the way he looks at you. He looks at you like you could walk on water.”
“Oh, please. I've seen him look at you the same way.”
“No, he looks at me like I'm a lost puppy. He looks at you like he wants to throw you down and ravish you silly. Even, Sara noticed. She mentioned it the other day. She said that you were always getting special treatment from the Boss. She was pissed about it too.”
“That's cause she's jealous. She's always throwing herself at Gris. It's disgusting. She ought to know by now, that Gris don't want nuthin to do with her.”
“She's pretty hard headed and I'd rather see Gris happy with you, than miserable with her.”
“Why the hell are you under the impression that I got designs on Gris?”
“I'm not blind, ya know. I see the way you look all dreamy when he's around. You practically drool.”
“You're Outcha mind, boy.”
“Right and pigs have wings.”
“Ok, say you're right. What am I supposed to do? I can't just walk up and say hey Gris, ya want to do the nasty with me.”
“Why not? Actually, I think you ought to back him into a corner and kiss him until he passes out.”
“And you're going to explain this to my family and make all the funeral arrangements, right?”
“Gris ain't gonna kill ya. He might fire ya, but I doubt it. Face it, you're just a big chicken. You don't have the guts to do it.”
“I ain't afraid of nuthin, man.”
“Ok, then. I dare ya. No, I double dare ya, but I don't think you got the balls.”
“What are you daring him to do now, Nicky?”
“Fuck!”
“What was that, Warrick?”
“Nuthin. What's up, Gris?”
“Hey, Gris. I was just daring Rick to do something he's wanted to do for years, but he's too chicken.”
“Shut up, Nick!”
“No, no. I think I want to hear this.”
“Please, don't do this to me?”
“Sorry, man, but something's got to give. I dared Rick to back you into a corner and kiss ya until you pass out, but he won't do it.”
“Shit.”
“I see. Well, Nick, there in itself was you're mistake. You dared the wrong man. You should have dared me, instead.”
“Huh?”
“Oh boy.”
“I'm getting ready to leave, after I file these reports. Warrick, meet me in my office in five minutes. We'll see who passes out!
