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Title: Finding Perfection
Author: kaylashay
Rating: FR21
Disclaimer: I'm not Bellesario or CBS, so I don't claim to own them.
Genre: Slash; AU; Kink; Supernatural Themed
Word Count: 1,000
Note: This is written based on the linked image prompt I received for picfor1000.
Note 2: This was also written for dietpunkfics's January prompt for Lady Gaga's video Teeth.
Beta: azraelz_angel

Crossposted: gibbs_dinozzo; picfor1000

Summary: They both thought they'd never find it...
Tony fervently wished he could move, but the chains holding him in place were too taut. He couldn't even twist his head to the side to watch as the piece of meat hanging next to him was selected over him. And the thick cock gag buried deep in his throat kept his complaints to himself.

Instead, he let his mind drift back to how it all began; the road that led him to this rundown motel in the middle of nowhere...

"I'm sorry, Tony," the deep voice of the doctor reverberated through the walls of the office. "He is what he is and there's no changing it. The law's the law. It will be submitted to the authorities and he'll be collected on his twenty-first if you don't turn him over before then. I highly recommend you turn him over before then. It would be for the best."

The doctor left and there was nothing to break the ever presence silence that had descended on the room. Finally, the stilted voice broke the quiet and the small form huddled in the room's corner wished it hadn't.

"Get my drink, Junior," Tony's voice said heavily. "You're at least good for that," he added as an afterthought.

Once the drink was in hand, Junior assumed his normal 'at ease' stance in front of the desk and waited for the onslaught.

"I always suspected, you know. The way your mom dressed you in those sailor uniforms and you played along with her silly games all the time. But I figured we'd get it out of you when I sent you off to that boarding school. They're supposed to make men out of you, not..." he trailed off.

"I could lie to both of us and let you stay on as normal and hope one of those schools can get it out of you. But, as the doc said, there's no changing it. So I'm turning you over, Junior. Figure it's best if they get you all sorted now instead of waiting until later. If you're going to be a whore, it's best you be the best whore they have on the butcher block so to speak. I'll see if I can arrange a pick up for tomorrow. Until they come for you, I'm going to put you in the presentation room left over when your grandfather bred the likes of you. It's for the best."

And Junior didn't put up a fight as his own father led him to the presentation room and locked a single cuff around his wrist, chaining him to the wall. The words kept playing over in his head, it was for the best. It was who he was meant to be.

Tony blinked back the memory. His father had assumed, as most parents of his kind did, that he would be sent to a high-end training facility and subsequently presented only to the best of the best for his selection process. But the world didn't work that way. He was sorted just like every other one was, without rhyme or reason.

There had been an influx of boys his age at the time and with the surplus, he was shipped off to one of the lower training facilities. There, he learned his place fast as the supposed regulations were not enforced. The trainers were wise and knew how to not leave a trace.

Once he hit twenty-one, he was sold from presentation house to presentation house, each one slightly worse than the previous. The houses usually kept him a year and a half to two years before they decided he wasn't going to make them the money they hoped for.

Sure, he was selected and used just as much as the next piece of meat hanging on display, but the income from his use would never match a final sell. And that was what everyone, himself included, was looking for: a final sell.

"Him," came the strong masculine voice that drew Tony from his musings.

"Are you positive Mr. Gibbs? That one is slated for transfer. Definitely not among the best our facility has to offer."

Tony would have snorted, if he could, at the thought of calling this rundown motel a facility. Apparently, Mr. Gibbs thought so too judging by the snort that sounded off to his side. Tony blinked, trying not to feel like the piece of meat he was as the two talked over him.

When his eyes opened back up, he was greeted with piercing, blue eyes staring back at him. Tony felt an unfamiliar shock course through his body. It was something he'd heard about on his first day of training but never expected to feel. That acceptance of what he is and who he was meant to belong to.

"Him," came the short voice again. "I'll be claiming him. Give me the keys and get the paperwork drawn up. I'll finalize it when I'm done."

His keeper didn't argue. He fumbled the keys over to the blue-eyed man, grabbed the placard that hung beside Tony with his personal details and price and scurried away.

Tony held his breath as the man undid the chains and eased him off the dildo that was a constant presence in his ass. Then an arm was slung around him and he was half carried to one of the nearby playrooms. Once inside, he was pushed down in the chair that resembled something a dentist would use.

The man snorted again. "Not highly imaginative, are they?"

Unable to answer, Tony just nodded and then waited. It didn't take long.

"Been looking a long time for you. Beginning to think I wouldn't find you. And now that I have you, I want to sink my teeth into that delicious looking throat of yours."

Tony watched in fascination as his new vampire master's teeth elongated and started to graze his vulnerable throat.

"Perfect," was all he heard before those sharp points sank into his throat and sent him soaring.


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Jan. 23rd, 2012 03:10 am (UTC)
more please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hope you have more to this story please
Jan. 26th, 2012 09:00 pm (UTC)
Thanks! I have more ideas in my head for this verse, I'll just have to see if they transfer to written form one day.
Jan. 23rd, 2012 03:37 am (UTC)
I second that - Please more. This is an awesome beginning!
Jan. 26th, 2012 09:01 pm (UTC)
After I started it for picfor1000 I realized I should have not limited the verse to 1000 words...

Thanks :)
Natalie White
Jan. 23rd, 2012 04:19 am (UTC)
Holy!!! Wow, what a creative start. Thank you so much for sharing with us. I hope you have more!
Jan. 26th, 2012 09:02 pm (UTC)
Thanks! :)

As for more, we'll have to see if it will transfer to written from my head.
Jan. 23rd, 2012 06:17 am (UTC)
Lol so much for one to three sentences!

Mmm. Vampire!Gibbs. *drools* and pleasureslave!tony. I haz a happeh.

Very hot, wouldn't mind seeing more, but I love how it turned out the way it is!
Jan. 26th, 2012 09:02 pm (UTC)
Yeah... I don't think I've done one answer yet that was three sentences. I had the idea for picfor1000 and then realized that it could mesh with yours. :)
Jan. 23rd, 2012 08:58 am (UTC)
Vampire!Gibbs O_O. Gosh that hits so many buttons at the same time *gg*

Great writing (and I second everyone's questions for more, please!)
Jan. 26th, 2012 09:07 pm (UTC)
Gotta love vampire Gibbs claiming his Tony... *happy place*

Jan. 23rd, 2012 09:18 am (UTC)
Ohhhhhhh!!!!!!!!! *shivers happily* This hit so many of my buttons!

I'd absolutely adore more of this! Please? Pretty please? I mean, Tony got claimed, but...what happens next? And we need some hawt smexy tiems! *nodnod* *makes grabby hands* Pleeeease?
Jan. 26th, 2012 09:08 pm (UTC)
Well.... Caveman!Vamp!Gibbs dragged his prize (Tony) out of that flea-bitten motel and proceeded to *claim* him on every surface he could find. ;)
(no subject) - sinfulslasher - Jan. 26th, 2012 09:51 pm (UTC) - Expand
Jan. 23rd, 2012 11:03 am (UTC)
This needs More Please More!!!!
Jan. 26th, 2012 09:09 pm (UTC)
We'll have to see what the head muse says to the paper muse... :)
Jan. 23rd, 2012 11:16 am (UTC)
wooowwww! Niiiice :)
Jan. 26th, 2012 09:09 pm (UTC)
Thanks! :)

I think one of your prompts is up next... *ponders*
Jan. 23rd, 2012 04:55 pm (UTC)
Mmm, yummy! Love me some DominantVampire!Gibbs, especially when he's taking care of his Tony. I'd love to learn more about this world.
Jan. 26th, 2012 09:10 pm (UTC)
There is more to this world in my head. We'll have to see if it ever makes it out.
Jan. 23rd, 2012 07:52 pm (UTC)
very good start! consider me hooked! well done!
and please continue, it looks like such a vibrant and flexible and wonderfully fertile setting to do more on.
Jan. 26th, 2012 09:11 pm (UTC)
Thanks! There's more flitting around in my head, but no guarantees it will flit out to paper.
Jan. 23rd, 2012 08:35 pm (UTC)
*joins the chorus* More please! <3
Jan. 26th, 2012 09:11 pm (UTC)
Thanks! I think there's a strong chorus for that. :)
Jan. 23rd, 2012 08:52 pm (UTC)
Adding to the din of more please! This was yummy.
Jan. 26th, 2012 09:11 pm (UTC)
Thanks! Yummy is good :)
Jan. 23rd, 2012 10:41 pm (UTC)
Oh my!! LOVED this so much. Any plans to expand this or revisit this 'verse? 'Cause I'd love to read more.
Jan. 26th, 2012 09:12 pm (UTC)
I have tidbits of it in my head. I actually cut a few words from the flashback scene to fit the 1000 word requirement. So we'll have to see.
(no subject) - hawk_soaring - Jan. 26th, 2012 11:17 pm (UTC) - Expand
Jan. 25th, 2012 04:06 am (UTC)
Bravo! Encore encore!
Jan. 26th, 2012 09:12 pm (UTC)
Thanks! :)
Jan. 25th, 2012 06:19 pm (UTC)
Intrigued. If I hit F5 a lot will it make more appear?
Jan. 26th, 2012 09:13 pm (UTC)
If you can make F5 pull stuff from my head to the computer, then hit it all you want!

(no subject) - ladyredcrest - Jan. 30th, 2012 03:57 pm (UTC) - Expand
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