No Guts, No Glory...

Ziva kept her eyes focused on Penny’s dreamy, cream inducing boots and willed her stomach to return to its rightful place in her body.  Swallowing past the ball of acid had become impossible the closer they got to the door at the end of the hall.

“Penny, I-I don’t think I can do this…”

“Don’t punk out on me now, Z.”  Ziva cringed as Penny looked back and pinned her with what was affectionately called the Mistress eye. “Behind that door is a Texas Longhorn—naked and waiting to be dominated by me, I mean, you, er us.”

“It just doesn’t feel right, dominating someone other than the butt head.”

“How about you think of it as a punishment for Alpha butt head and a present for Ziva.  You know, pecs of stone, flanks all thick and juicy plus as rumor has it he’s hung even more than a horse.”

“Oh Lupa, Penny.”

Penny pulled her to a stop and stepped into her space.  “Think about that, Z.  Back in High School, you and I used to check out the locker room after the polo players had finished a game.  The colts were outstanding and don’t even get me started on the stallions.” 

Ziva smiled as Penny fanned herself at the thought of the well hung horses.  “I remember, but…”

“But nothing.  You were flitting around Nick’s airspace even back then and it didn’t stop you from partaking of what was offered. Don’t get hung up on logistics now, girl. This guy’s supposed to eclipse even the stallions!”

Ziva glanced between Penny and the door, weighing her options.  Eclipsing a stallion…that was tempting.

“Oooh, tongue to lip,” Penny purred.  “Ziva’s in!”

##

“RALPH!” 

Mooney scribbled another line diagonally across the other four and looked over at Ralph.  Five times Nick had bellowed the bears name from his office and Ralph still looked well, like he always looked these days…sleepy, hungry and a little constipated.  He was playing with fire. Mooney knew a cage match between the two would prove to be pretty even, but this close to hibernation time mixed with
Nicks mate troubles gave his brother a decided advantage.  All that rage had to be let out somewhere and Mooney would gladly give someone else a chance to shoulder the pain.

“Frigging Lupa, Ralph, go up there before he comes ou…”  Too late.  An irate Nick stood looking down on them all from the catwalk around the bullpen.

“RALPH!”

“What?” The sleepy bears snorted.

Mooney slunk down in his seat, not wanting Nick to notice him.

“You’re on for Purple Fairy duty.  I want to know who this dumbass is and what his plan is for this Halloween.  Also…”

“No.”

Mooney tried hard to shut his suddenly open mouth and take his eyes off the accident just waiting to happen, but it was impossible.  He’d miss Ralph’s articles.

“What did you say?”  Spittle flew from Nick’s mouth, his eye’s glowed red. 

“No, I’m a movie reviewer, not a stupid news reporter.  Have Ziva do it.”

Silence descended on the pen except from the nervous twittering from a chickadee intern who’d been unable to maintain her human form when Nick bellowed.

“Ziva’s not here!”

“Oh we know.  You’d be in a better mood if she was.”

Goodbye Ralph, been nice knowing you… 

Mooney agreed, but it was never good to poke at an enraged wolf.  Nick might kick his ass, but he wouldn’t kill him.  Ralph however wouldn’t be so lucky.  “Ah, Nick.”

“Stay out of this, Moon.”

Mooney stood and willed himself not to run—at least not yet.  “Here’s the thing, Nick, you do need to get Z back.  Not just because she calms you, but because we all miss her around here.  Hell, she ran the weekly how many rulers does boss man go through this week pool.  Get her back, man.  Especially before she, ah, never mind.”  Mooney sat, kicking himself for tacking on the glitch at the end.  Marissa had told him that in confidence after she’d talked to Penny and Z at the coffee shop.

“Before what?”

“Nothing…”

“BEFORE WHAT, Moon.” 

Decisions, decisions…would breaking his promise be a good thing or a bad in this situation.  Maybe it would get Nick off his ass.  “Penny took Z under her wing and is going to share her new sub.” 

Nick shimmered like he was losing his human form.  Unheard of for an alpha, unless someone was going to die.  “WHO!”

“Ah, that Texas Longhorn who was in the other day looking for work.”

“WHEN!”  Nick’s question was so garbled with canine growling Mooney barely understood.”

“Tonight, at Dante’s, er,” Mooney looked at the local clock, then back to his brother. “About now.”

The wolf won its bid for freedom and raced from the front door of the gazette.  Shattered glass sounded through the building and everyone sat in silence.

“Bummer for Ziva.”  Ralph yawned.

“Bummer for the Texas Longhorn.” Chickadee intern whispered, having finally come back to her human form.

“Nope, bummer for Nick.”  Jamie spoke, still cleaning the F-stop on his camera.  “One look at the Longhorn’s junk and Z will say ta-ta to wolf loving.  You know what they say…everything’s…”

“Bigger in Texas!” Everyone in the bullpen spoke at once then erupted in laughter.  There was nothing better than a job with good time feel and coworkers who were like family.
~~~

Happy Friday everyone!  So today's flash is veeeery rough.  It was totally a spur of the moment thing which I found loads of fun to write, especially since Nick and Ziva have gone off the rails.

Serena

Dressing Up & Hanging Out, Size Does Matter

Little mink eyes watched as his Mistress, and her friend Ziva, dressed for tonight’s entertainment.  They never gave a thought to him still being in the room and one thing he could safely say was that Nick was one lucky SOB and an even bigger ass. 

“Ziva, turn around and give us a full frontal of your world-class body in that outfit.”

Danny agreed.  Ziva was built in a way that could make an alpha male drop to his knees and promise her the world.  It would also make a beta mink weep with the unfairness of said world.  He would never be enough for Ziva; he was barely enough for Mistress P.

“Not funny, Penny” Ziva said, tugging at the barely there top Danny would love to stick his head inside.

“Stop tugging and let me see.”  Mistress slapped Ziva’s hands away from her chest and pulled her close with the open eyelets in the fabric descending between her luscious tits.  Mink genitalia made itself known when his colorful bird stuck her hands down along wolf breasts and made them move. 
“Lift and separate, sweets.”   

“Been waiting long to give me a grope, Penny?”

“Eons…  And that Mistress to you, Z.”

“I’m hanging out, Mistress.”

“You look beautiful.”

“My nipples are showing.”

Danny praised all the higher beings he could think of for the bounty they had provided.

“Just the tops of your areolas, Z, not the nips.”

“Why can’t I wear my own leathers?”

“Those are ones you use with Nick.  Tonight you are going to experience a Texas Longhorn.  A Longhorn, Z.  You want something that doesn’t have wolf musk on it.”

“I’m a wolf, Mistress.”

“Okay, male wolf musk.”

“Fine.”

Mistress turned to him and pointed a fabulously painted nail in his direction, her hand signal one he knew.  Danny used his sharp claws to carefully climb the arm covered in leather and wrap himself around her neck.  “Now, my Apẻritif,” she stroked his head and whispered into his ear.  Without our Penguino here for protection you will stay in this room, you may order one thing from the kitchen…you may not pleasure yourself in either human or mink form.  Yes, I saw you checking out Ziva. 
When I return, I shall show you what naughty minks earn from their Mistress’.

Danny scurried down Mistress P’s arm just as gently as he’d climbed up, a little mink grin on his face.  She would show him the love when she returned, did that also mean she would not be partaking of this new toys goodies?

“Let’s go Z.  It’s time to find out if everything is bigger in Texas!”
~~~
Here's to hoping Mistress P finds what she's looking for, Nick hears about what Ziva is doing and feels great guilt and Danny really does only order one thing from room service!

Have a great weekend!
Serena

Cut the Bull and Come Home...

 

Kapok tree pic borrowed with thanks from axisoflogic.com

Burgess slogged through the Amazon rainforest searching for the tallest tree in the area.  His winged contact from Talbot’s Peak had just last night delivered a panicked message from Danny and a cell phone he promised would work as long as he reached the top of the tree line.

Not exactly an easy feat.

In his general vicinity, it appeared the Kapok tree was a clear winner with its 200 foot height and 11 foot diameter.  He was in for one hell of a long climb, but Danny’s message had included the agreed upon word ‘Rainbow.’  Something was up with Penny, something Danny felt was urgent enough to reach out to Burgess during his undercover op.

Hand over hand Burgess grabbed the vines along the tree, pulling with his arms and pushing with his legs until his muscles burned.  Frogs croaked at his passing, birds chirped and pecked at his fingers.  Bats dive bombed his head and every little insect burrowed into his clothes.

He kept climbing.

Hours later and nearing the top he checked the phone, hoping to see full bars even though he’d not yet reached the top.  He had one which flickered in and out—the climb continued.

Forty-five minutes later and another check of his phone had brought with it three additional bars.  Tucking himself into a nook in the tree he dialed, hoping four bars would be enough to get through to Danny.

“Burgess?”  The nervous voice on the other end crackled, but held on.

“Danny, what’s going on?”

“It’s Mistress.  She’s found a new toy.”

Burgess’ muscles tensed and his stomach turned over.  This Op had kept him away longer than he’d intended and on top of the last one being not that long before he worried Penny would tire of waiting for him.  But then, the submissive in Danny tended to rear its head in some strange ways so before he panicked he needed to clarify the mink’s fears.  “Is this toy someone she’s working on with Dom?”

“No, Burgess, it-it’s a longhorn from Texas.  He’s new in town and she sent him to Dante for a job.”  The crackle got worse, breaking up Danny’s words

Fuck.

“Did you say a longhorn, Danny?”

“Yes.  From Texas!”

Damn it.  Penny’d always wondered if the stories about the Longhorn were true.  Now there was one in Talbot’s Peak.  She never be able to refrain from checking that out and Danny alone was not enough to keep her satisfied.  Question was, would she push past play and engage in a new sexual relationship?
He hoped not.

“You have to trust your Mistress, Danny.”

“Longhorn, Burgess, Longhorn!  I already have to share her with you; I don’t want to add more.  Come home!”

Burgess chuckled under his breath witnessing their subs bad behavior.  “Attitude like that Danny with get you punished.”

“I-I don’t care…come hom…”

The call dropped before the conversation was over, but he’d heard enough.  Danny was right; he needed to get home soon.  Very, very soon.
~~~

 Can you imagine the punishments Mistress P's gonna dole out when she realizes her boys have so little faith in her?  Although, this is a Texas Longhorn...hard to resist!

Have a great weekend!

Serena