Disclaimer; Yeah I totally don't own NCIS :P I wish I did... LOL.
Note; written by me and Headslapdiva. I wrote as Jen, she wrote as Abby and Gibbs.
Jen locked away her purse in her desk and slipped something into her pocket before making her way out of her office. The only people still in the building were her, Abby and a few janitors. Jethro and his team were working a case and so Abby had volunteered to stay all night as well, Jenny knew well enough now that fighting with Abby was pointless- she was as stubborn as Gibbs. When she wanted something done her way, she got it. If she insisted on staying all night, Jen didn't see why she shouldn't too. Besides, it had been a while since she'd been down to see Abby- the last night she'd spent with her was after that whole 'Chip' debacle. She sighed, having caught the elevator thankfully- she stepped off at the first basement where Abby's lab was. She stepped into the lab, closing the door behind her and inching along the wall. She switched off the camera in the corner and turned to face her. "Abby. You realize it's nearly midnight on a Friday... and you're still here, don't you?" She said in a calm, cool voice; hands in her pockets.
Abby was in the middle of placing a sample for analysis in the mass spec when she heard Jen address her. Dropping the vial in and pressing the buttons to run the analysis, she turned and nodded. "Yeah, I know. But if Team Gibbs needs me here to run evidence for a case, then I'll gladly give up my weekend for them." Even though she would definitely prefer to spend the weekend tied up to Jen's bed while the redhead teased and tortured her and made her work for every orgasm, and always leave her begging for more. She smiled and went to the computers, setting up a special loop of her wandering around her lab and running tests. She moved over to Jen and smiled softly. "You'll spend the time with me?" she asked hopefully.
"I was bored upstairs. And there's not one here but you, me and the janitors." She shrugged, leaning forward slightly. "Go hack the system and shut down the sound, please, you're going to thank me for it when I'm done with you." She whispered, tongue flicking across the inked skin of her neck just above her collar. "And sit in that chair while you do so."
She bit her lip when Jenny's tongue flicked over her skin and nodded at the tone in her mistress' voice. She knew better than to disobey her with that tone in her voice. She went to turn off the microphones and any other devices that could lead to them getting into deep trouble. sitting down as she typed in the prompts. "Done, ma'am," she said softly, looking up at her shyly. She was already starting to ache for her, but she knew better than to beg just yet. Jenny would only deny her what she wanted.
Jen followed her to the desk, placing her hands down on either side of Abby on the desk and pushing her chair in slightly to trap her. Her hair fell over Abby's shoulder as she leaned down and gently nipped at her neck. "What have I told you about staying here all night and drinking excess amounts of caffeine the next day?" She asked softly, "I can't have you getting sick on me, Abby, and staying up all night and loading yourself with caffeine is heading down the wrong road. You're my best scientist." She murmured, nipping at her earlobe gently and flexing her hands against the desk, pressing her body a little more against the chair to trap Abby more tightly.
She moaned when Jenny trapped her between her body and her desk. "You've told me not to do it because I just wear myself down." She squirmed slightly and arched her body toward Jenny's body. "What will you do to me for disobeying, ma'am?" she asked, looking into Jenny's green eyes and mewling at what she saw there. "I promise, ma'am, I won't do it again."
"I'm not here to punish you." She shrugged simply, leaning down and biting at her neck gently. She gently traced her tongue over the small, already fading red mark. "I was just bored upstairs. And I knew that you were down here... Running all these tests that take hours..." She murmured, "I simply needed some entertainment..." She moved her right hand down between Abby and the desk, gently tracing nonsensical patterns along her exposed thigh. "You know, as much as I know I should, I just can't ban you from this short-skirt habit..." She murmured softly, gently suckling on her earlobe. "I enjoy it too much."
She sighed and smiled when she heard that Jenny wasn't going to punish her for working late and overloading on caffeine. "I don't blame you. It's so lonely down here, especially late at night." She gasped when she felt Jenny's hand on her thigh as she traced patterns with her fingertips. "I remembered not to wear any panties today. I had a feeling that I was going to be stuck here all night. If you hadn't come down, I think I would have taken care of things myself if I had gotten bored." She was so needy tonight, and she hoped that Jenny would give her what she wanted.
She smirked, gently clawing at her thigh. "Actually, Abby... I think I'd rather you were wearing panties... I wouldn't want you making a mess on your chair because I know how much of a pain it is to clean up..." She smirked, tracing her fingers over the faint red lines her clawing left. She nipped at her tattoo gently again, kissing along her neck just above her collar. "Have any?"
She mewled when she felt nails gently claw at her thing and thought about it for a moment. She didn't know if she did or not. She reached for her desk drawer and felt around for anything. She laughed and held up a pair of panties with smiley faces all over, and she blushed. "There's a reason I keep these in my drawer at work." She shifted slightly and pulled them on. "Is that better?"
"Much." She murmured softly, trapping her in her chair again and moving her hand down. "I'm sure you have your reasons, anyway." She chuckled, a low sultry sound. She moved her hand against Abby's thigh gently again, clawing at her again and moving her hand up ever so slowly. As she moved her hand up, she pulled Abby's skirt up ever so slowly as well.
She arched toward Jenny's hand and helped by tucking her skirt into her belt. "Please touch me," she whispered, wanting to feel Jenny's fingers teasing her oh so slowly, building up her orgasm to the point where she was begging to cum. "I want to feel your hands on me." She knew just how wet she was, and she knew that Jenny could feel her heat.
"Hush. You'll get when you want when I feel you deserve it." She purred, "Don't beg, you have nothing to beg for yet." She murmured, trailing her hand back down and then roughly clawing up her thigh again to give her the sweet pain she knew her girl loved so much. She bit at her neck roughly, then gently massaged the area with her tongue. She could feel the heat radiating off of her against her wrist and she smirked, leaning up to suckle her earlobe gently.
She gasped and tilted her head to allow Jenny better access to her neck. She could feel herself getting hotter, and she moaned loudly when she felt Jenny clawing her. "More, please," she whispered softly. She loved this, and Jenny knew it. She reached up and tangled one hand through her lover's long red hair and tugged gently.
"I said stop begging." She hissed, clawing her extra hard. "Hands down, too." She demanded, biting her roughly. "If you don't listen, you don't get your little surprise I brought for you." She murmured softly, nudging her collar down slightly and biting her neck where the leather had been sitting to give her a sweet stinging pain.
She cried out and her hand instantly dropped to the armrest. "I will be good, Jenny." It would be way too hard to be good, but she would make a good effort to be. She was very intrigued what the surprise was. "I promise you I'll try to be a good girl, ma'am," she corrected, knowing that was yet another strike against her. She bit her lip hard to keep from begging.
She clawed her hard again, biting her roughly when she uttered her name rather than title. She gently licked the bite when Abby corrected herself. "Good girl." She murmured softly, feeling her trying not to beg. She smirked, trailing her hand further up Abby's thigh and tracing the smooth pale skin. She gently pressed her middle finger to the already soaked through spot just over her clit and smirked. She hadn't even gotten started yet... She gently applied pressure to the dampened area, kissing along her neck slowly and nipping here and there.
She arched her hips toward Jenny's hand and cried out as she felt Jenny give her exactly what she wanted. "Yes," she panted, moving her hips a little to add to the sensation. Her whole body felt like it was on fire at the touch. "Just like that." She would keep rocking her hips into Jenny's touch until her mistress asked her to stop.
She simply smiled when Abby so eagerly rocked into her touch and rather than stopping her, she simply let it go on. She paused for barely a moment to slip her hand into her panties, moving her fingers again and letting out a low moan when she felt how wet she was. She shivered, biting her neck gently and massaging her clit slowly before quickening her motion to more of a flicking.
She mewled in surprise. Jenny hadn't stopped her from rocking her hips into her touch, which surprised her quite a bit. Feeling Jenny's warm fingers touching her slick, heated clit made her tremble and she turned her head to kiss her lover. Her pants grew noisier the harder Jenny's fingers moved, until she was whimpering.
She kissed her once before nudging her gently. "No. Not right now." She murmured softly, returning her attention to Abby's neck where she bit down again. She reached into her pocket where she'd slipped something earlier and then moved both hands between her legs. She stopped teasing her long enough to turn on the small vibrating stimulator. She slipped her hands into her panties again, holding the vibrator in her dry hand while her already sticky hand moved down, fingers probing her entrance gently before roughly and suddenly forcing two fingers into her while she bit down on her neck at the same time.
Abby cried out loudly, almost screaming when Jenny turned the vibrator on her clit and shoved two fingers into her roughly. She cursed loudly and bit her lip to keep begging her to finish it. Jenny biting at her had almost sent her over the edge, and she started to tense up. This was what she loved about her lover. How had she slipped that into work without anyone knowing? More importantly, what had she been using it for before she brought it down here?
"Don't cum." She murmured, "Don't you dare. I'm not even close to finished with you yet." She whispered, curling her fingers a little and pressing the vibrator a little more against her. "I want to hear you moaning my name, Abby." She purred softly, biting at her earlobe. She could tell she was driving her girl insane, and she loved it that way.
She whimpered and bit her lip. How could Jenny give her an order like that when she was so close? She breathed, trying to control herself, but cried out again when Jenny's fingers hit just the right spot inside her to keep her trembling. "Jenny," she gasped, rocking her hips in time with Jenny's fingers moving in and out of her. "Wanna cum."
Gibbs approached Abby's lab, Caf-Pow in hand. He was shocked to find the door closed and locked. That was a very odd occurrence for her. Why would she lock him out now? Just then, he heard her scream, and he realized that picking the lock was probably the best idea. Managing to pick the lock quickly, he opened the door and stopped when he saw what was going on in her office. There was Jen, standing behind Abby. The redhead's hands weren't visible, but the way Abby was crying out and moving gave him some clue as to what was going on. He closed and locked the door behind him, unable to look away from the women.
"I said no." She purred, "You're not aloud until I say you're aloud..." She whispered, "Want me down there?" She asked, suckling her earlobe again. "Do you want to feel my tongue on you? Do you want to cum like that?" She whispered- her voice hoarse. She had yet to notice anyone else had come in. She was having far too much fun now. She didn't want any distractions. She wanted to taste her girl.
Beyond words, Abby nodded. As nice as her lover's fingers and the vibrator were, nothing could beat Jenny's tongue on her. She made a little noise to affirm for sure that this was what she wanted and slowly pushed her chair away from her desk so Jenny could comfortable move down. She distantly heard the door to her lab open, but she mistook it for her mass spec's alarm going off, and she ignored it.
Gibbs stood watching the scene as it unfolded before him. He could feel his length start to go hard and moaned. Placing his coffee on Abby's work table and moving to put the Caf-Pow in one of her coolers, he just stood and watched the two women, hands reaching for the fly of his pants. Managing to undo the fly without looking, he pulled his half-hard length out and started to stroke himself with long, slow strokes to build himself up.
She flicked off the vibrator, setting it on the desk in front of Abby and slowly pulling her fingers out. She made her way around Abby, licking and sucking her fingers clean for the woman to watch. She licked her lips, leaning down and kissing Abby deeply to let her taste herself. She moaned softly, reaching down and hooking her fingers into the waistband of her panties. She shivered, tugging them down and breaking the kiss only to get them off. She tossed them aside and knelt down before her, pushing the chair back against the wall and pulling her closer to the edge of the chair. She nudged her thighs apart and gently probed her slick, sticky, warm folds, moaning at the scent of her arousal and her taste. She squirmed a little, gently teasing her entrance before licking up and teasing her clit with her tongue. She moved one hand under her, slowly forcing two fingers past her tense muscles again and curling her fingers as she slowly suckled her clit into her mouth, massaging the sensitive cluster of nerves with her tongue.
She stared at Jenny when she suckled her fingers clean, and moaned against her mouth when she tasted herself on her lover's mouth. Abby gasped and leaned back, whimpering softly when she started to tease her with her mouth. "Oh God, Jenny," she moaned, burying one hand in the other woman's bright red hair as she felt Jenny tease and suckle at her clit. She loved it when she did things like this, and she was so damned good at it. She was trembling violently, and she couldn't hold on too much longer.
Gibbs watched and moved slightly, hoping to get a better view of what Jen was doing to Abby. This was far too hot, and better than anything he had watched with Tony. His strokes quickened, and he swiped his thumb over the sensitive head to slick himself with pre-cum.
She glanced up at her, barely, "You can cum now." She whispered, before returning to what she was doing. She forced her fingers a little deeper, suckling her clit into her mouth and massaging with her clit gently with her tongue. She could feel Abby's muscles clenched tightly around her fingers and she knew she was on the white-hot edge of her orgasm. Then she felt watched. She tensed the slightest bit, realizing who that hot gaze belonged to- but she didn't stop. Instead, her actions just became that much more eager.
One hand buried itself in Jenny's hair while the other gripped the armrest of her chair tightly. She cried out her lover's name as she came hard and long, trembling slightly as she started to relax. She noticed the mess on Jenny's hand and took it, gently licking her clean and moaning at the taste. That's when she looked up into piercing blue eyes watching them from across the lab. She froze and stared at Gibbs, eyes moving away quickly as her cheeks burned. She hadn't missed the hand he used to get himself off, though.
He moved his hand faster, smearing more pre-cum over his length to make it easier to move his hand faster. He froze, though, when two pairs of catlike green eyes turned to him, Jenny's dark with lust and Abby's still hazy from her orgasm. He knew he was caught, and he knew that they wouldn't say anything about this.
Jen and Abby turned to eachother, wicked grins spreading across both their faces before they both looked over at Gibbs expectantly.