A/n: Yeah, I know, I've been terrible about updating this one, I'm sorry.

Short one this time, just struck me sitting in the movies with my friends eating Hot Tamales. Read and enjoy!

Cinnamon Satin

It had taken him nearly six years, but he had finally figured out what it was that made her smell so good to him. From the day he had met Jenny, he had always rather enjoyed her smell, a sort of citrus-ey note combined with the heady odor of coffee and something else, a somewhat spicy scent he'd never been able to place, until now.

The spicy scent clung to the air around one Very Special Agent Anthony D. DiNozzo's desk, halting his usual stride through the bullpen. Gibbs paused in front of his senior agent's desk, sniffing the air suspiciously.

Tony looked up from his file, a handful of small red candies cupped in his free hand. "Ey, 'osh. 'Ooo 'antshome 'ot 'amalesh?"

"What?" Gibbs gave his senior agent a mild glare, not even attempting to puzzle through what Tony had said through a mouthful of the red candies.

DiNozzo ducked his head, cowed, and swallowed before he attempted to speak again. "I said, hey Boss, you want some Hot Tamales?"

The senior field agent was utterly confused as his boss muttered 'that's it' under his breath, spinning on his heels and heading for the stairs without so much as an answer. Tony looked over at Ziva, his brow furrowed in confusion. "Did I do something wrong? I just offered him some candy…"

Jenny Shepard barely looked up from her file as her office door flew open, announcing the arrival of one silver-haired lover of hers. "Jethro…I'd really appreciate it if you would treat my door as a door now, but I suppose that would be asking too much, wouldn't it?"

"Cinnamon."

"I'm sorry, what? Did you hit your head or something, Jethro?" Jenny tilted her head to the side, looking at him worriedly.

"Cinnamon. You smell like cinnamon. I could never quite figure it out." He was already prowling around her desk, his hands taking hers as he pulled her to her feet.

"Yes, it's in the body wash I use, Cinnamon Satin or something. You figured this out in the middle of a case and decided you should come tell me because…"

His lips twitched upwards in a predatory grin, his arms snaking around her waist to pull her hips against his.

"Oh, for Christ's sake, Jethro, you couldn't hold off until we got home?" Jenny sounded exasperated, rolling her mesmerizing green eyes at him. She shifted and pushed her hands against his chest, worming her way out of his grip. "I have an appointment in an hour."

He let a low chuckle rumble through his chest as he reached over and lifted up her office phone, punching the intercom button. "Cynthia?"

"Y-yes, sir, Agent Gibbs?"

"Postpone Director Shepard's appointments for the next two hours." He didn't wait for confirmation on the other end before he slammed the phone down, his hands reaching out to tug her close again, tilting his head to nuzzle at her neck. The spicy smell of cinnamon filled his nostrils, tangling with the dark odor of coffee and a hint of citrus. "Mmm…you smell good, Jen."

Jenny shivered, her hands stopping halfway through their feeble protest to gather the material of his polo in her fingers. "Jethro…"

He grinned against her skin, nipping lightly at her thundering pulse before trailing a slow series of kisses up to her lips, pausing as he looked her in the eyes, her resolve already weakening. His grin widened as she wound her arms around his neck, pulling his lips against hers in a slow kiss.

Tony DiNozzo gave his boss an odd look as he re-appeared in the bullpen two hours later. Was his shirt untucked? And his hair, it definitely didn't look right, it honestly looked as if someone had tangled their fingers in it, mussing up the Marine's hairstyle.

"Boss?"

Gibbs stopped in front of his desk, giving him an unreadable look. He reached over and took a small handful of Hot Tamales, popping a few in his mouth as he walked over to his desk. "Thanks, DiNozzo, I really like cinnamon."

A/n: Well, there it is. As I said, it's pretty short, I think my shortest piece yet. This is what I get for watching rom-coms and eating Hot Tamales, I guess.

Review, tell me what you think!

-meg