Tony licked his dry lips in the chill dry wind blowing across the sports field that currently had the corpse of a young Naval Cadet strung up across the goal posts.

Tony shivered and continued taking shots of the crime scene while McGee sketched, kneeling down the pad across his knee on the other side of the posts.

Tony compulsively licked his lips again and felt them start to sting. Damn he was going to have delightfully red chapped lips just in time for his date with the smoking hot blonde from Accounts.

Tony looked across at his team mate. McGee didn't seem to be having any trouble with his lips. In fact his plump bottom lip seemed in perfect moist condition as Tim pouted slightly as he concentrated, frowning into the wind.

Yup full soft warm lips…

Tony shook his head. Oh no he wasn't heading there again. After several slightly awkward days and nights Tony had decided that his body had associated sex and Abby with McGee, which explained his physically responses on that one occasion.

Transference. It was a psychological condition that could be easily reversed. Tony was sure of it. He had seen it in a movie, but he just wasn't sure which one.

He just had to remind his body that sex could happen just as delightfully without Probie's participation. Hence the date with the smoking hot blonde.

Tony licked his now aching lips again and he could feel how tight they felt. Tony deliberated. It was very important to his peace of mind that he got laid. And soon. This would not be aided if he had peeling disgusting lips. And it didn't look like they were going to be getting out of this wind any time soon.

With a sigh Tony headed over to Mister Boy Scout Be Prepared.

"Hey McGee!" Tony whispered loudly into McGee's ear causing him to jump

McGee eyed him warily "What do you want Tony?"

Tony had been acting a little weird around him since…. Well since they had both spent the night at Abby's. He could understand the awkwardness, it still freaked him out a little too when he thought about it but Tony seemed particularly intense about it. He had watched Tony carefully in turn and noted that he didn't seem to be acting any different around Abby. Tony joked and laughed and questioned with her just like he always did. Nope it was just around him that his hackles seemed to go up and Tim felt himself get defensive in return.

"Let me use your chap stick. I can tell you have some. This wind is killing me."

McGee prudishly screwed up his nose "Urghh no Tony I'm not letting you use my chap stick."

Tony felt a flash of anger at this ….. man that just seemed to delight at getting in under his skin.

"Urrghh? What afraid of getting some DiNozzo germs or something?"

Tim stood up and tried to defend himself "No it's just that well… No. It's just too personal"

"Too personal? Too personal?" Tony hissed keeping his voice down and out of earshot of Gibbs "So you will touch my cock but you won't let me borrow your chap stick?"

Tim gasped and stepped back from Tony as if he had punched him, looking across at Tony with wounded eyes.

Tony despaired. What was wrong with him? Using a private vulnerable intimate moment as a weapon? Against someone as defenseless as McGee? Someone who meant him no harm other than to be his friend? He held up his hands in defeat "I'm sorry Tim I…"

"No fine. Here. Take it." Tim burrowed his hand into the pocket of his jacket and tossed the small cylinder to Tony before picking up his sketch book and striding head down towards the truck.

Tony stood motionless wondering if he should run after him but then he saw Gibbs look up at him with narrowed eyes. Tony instead stuffed the hard won Chap Stick into his pocket and returned to shooting the scene. Later. He would make it up to McGee later.

Licking his lips for the thousandth time Tony fingered the small tube before with a sigh he pulled it out and smeared it thickly over his lips. The relief was almost immediate and Tony rubbed his lips together pushing the moist salve over the outer edges of his dry lips.

And then he tasted it. Strawberry. McGee's Chap Stick was strawberry flavored. Tony licked his lips again experimentally. Definitely strawberry. Tony smiled for an instant enjoying the slight flavoring in his mouth before his smile died.

Too personal

McGee had been worried Tony would tease him about it. And he probably would have if he had just seen McGee using it or saw it lying around. But not today. With a sigh Tony tucked the small tube back into his pocket. Strawberry. Timothy McGee's soft lips would taste like strawberry.

As they finished up processing the crime scene Tony hurried across to McGee

"Hey McGee, thanks for letting me use it. I was desperate. Hot date later. Here" Tony's hand held the Chap Stick out to McGee, where it remained untouched.

"No thanks Tony. You keep it. I don't want it back now." Tim's voice was quiet and he didn't look at Tony as he hoped up into the back of the van. It was as if Tony had tainted it, which in a way he had. Tony's fingers curled over the hard won tube possessively and with a stupid joke withering on his lips at the sight of the slightly hunched figure ignoring him, he turned and silently went and sat in the front seat.

Later that night Tony pulled away from the sleeping naked woman beside him and stared at the ceiling. He couldn't sleep. Again. No matter how much he tossed and turned and told himself how tired he was he couldn't sleep. And he couldn't stop thinking about the taste of Tim's soft full lips. Strawberry.

The taste of his own lips was slowly driving him crazy.

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(First crack at a more 'serious' slash romance rather than slash porn set up. Let me know what you think)