Title: Eye Opening
Author: zephiey
Rating: Mature, eventually
Pairings: Abby/ OMC, Gibbs/Abby
Spoilers: Just for safety sake – Season 1 thru 6
Summary: Gibbs eyes are opened to just how attractive other men find Abby.

Disclaimer: All characters belong to CBS, Bellisario et al.

Eye Opening

Chapter 1

"Whoa!" Tony said coming to an abrupt stop in the Navy Yard parking lot. Ziva stopped just as abruptly echoing Tony's statement with an 'Oh' of her own. McGee simply stared at the scene in front of him unable to articulate his surprise, his hand swiping at Tony's jacket in a stuttered rhythm.

"Probie," Tony warned forcing McGee to stop flapping at him.

"Who is he?" Ziva asked, not recognising the man.

"Who's who?" Gibbs asked, walking up to join his three investigators and wondering why they are all standing there talking when they should be in the car and van waiting for him.

"Him," answered McGee pointing across the parking lot to the man standing near, very near to their favourite forensic scientist.

Gibbs' gaze follows McGee's pointing finger. His eyes widen then close to a glare as he takes in the scene across the parking lot.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"Thank you for the lovely lunch, Conrad. I enjoyed myself immensely," Abby said, leaning against the doorframe of the luxury car, her short red 1950's style halter dress accentuating the car and her body.

"The pleasure was all mine Abigail," Conrad replied. "Perhaps we can go out for dinner later in the week if your schedule allows?"

"I would love to," replied Abby, smiling at Conrad's use of her full name. While many thought she hated her full name it was in fact far from the truth. She enjoyed hearing her proper name spoken; it was just difficult to find people who could say her name without it sounding whiney. Nothing was worse than having the final syllable of her name drawn out; hence the reason that most who knew her only used the shortened version of Abby or Abbs. Conrad was one of the few men who said her name with finesse. Ducky was another and of course Gibbs but the latter rarely used her proper name, preferring to call her Abbs.

'As if I were a little girl,' Abby thought. Giving herself a mental shake, she consigned any thoughts of one Leroy Jethro Gibbs to the back of her mind. She would not let HIM intrude on her lovely lunch date.

"I will call you to let you know when I am free, alright?" she said.

"Perfect. Abigail?"

"Yes."

"I would like to kiss you," Conrad said.

"Please do," Abby replied with a smile.

Conrad smiled in return and stepped into her personal space. Taking her in his arms he placed a soft kiss on her ruby-coloured lips. Lifting his head he looked into her eyes awaiting permission to continue the kiss. A soft sigh and her hands moving from his chest to around his neck was all the permission he needed to continue.

Abby sighed into the kiss, opening her lips to allow Conrad to sweep in and tangle with her tongue. He was good kisser. His lips were firm and dry while his tongue was wet and agile. He dominated the kiss at first, sweeping in to steal her breath but just as she began to feel overwhelmed he backed off giving control of the kiss to her. She followed his retreating tongue enjoying the taste of his mouth and the flavour of the chocolate and coffee that ended their luncheon.

Moving closer Abby fitted her body into his. Her hips, thighs and breasts were pressed tightly against his body allowing her to enjoy his heat and his response. She could feel him hardening. She shifted her hips slightly grinding her pelvis against him smiling when she felt his hands slip to her hips and his chest rumble with a deep groan.

"Abigail," he rasped, breaking away from her delicious mouth before he forced her to the ground ignoring their location. "I think I had better go," he said. He knew he should move away but he found himself unable. His hands continued to massage her hips through the fabric of her dress and he found his eyes dropping to her pale cleavage. Her skin begged to be touched and he found his left hand moving from her hip to her arm then to her back. The little shiver that resulted from his caress pleased him and he wondered once again what deity he should thank for their meeting.

"Perhaps you should," Abby smiled pleased that she could reduce this man to this condition. She wasn't a tease but it gave her feminine psyche a boost that she could reduce a man of his age to this condition. Stepping back a pace, Abby waited.

Taking a deep breath, Conrad ran a hand through his greying hair before straightening his jacket. "You are a tease Miss Abigail Sciuto and I for one am glad of it," Conrad smiled as he placed a soft kiss on her cheek. Sliding into the driver seat he added, "I will wait for your call." Starting the car he lowered the window as Abby closed the door for him.

Bending down, Abby smiled as she noted his eyes fall on her cleavage and his nostrils flair. Reaching into the window Abby ran her fingertips across and down his jacket to wear it met his pants. She stopped just above his thigh, watching him watch her she placed a soft kiss on his cheek before travelling to his ear and whispering, "Good bye."

Standing up she laughed as his head dropped first to the steering wheel then to the head rest. Turning in a flurry of red she waved over her shoulder as she strutted across the parking lot to the entrance of NCIS.