UNCOVERED

Author: Gosgirl
Rating: M
Pairing: Gibbs/Abby/Tony
Category: PWP
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement is intended. NCIS and its characters are the property of DPB and CBS.
Summary: Tony and Abby welcome Gibbs home from an undercover stint. Established Gibbs/Abby/Tony.
A/N: written as a thank you to Hanne for organising the Gabby Shipper Forum SeSa, and really just an excuse for threesome smut. No connection with my recent 'Together' story. Also written as any excuse to include that Davenport suit... I'm obsessed with the darn thing, although after seeing the photos of the 200th episode party, I think a black hoodie might be my next fetish!

Chapter 1 – Welcome Home

"You know he's gonna be tired and maybe not in the mood, don't ya?"

Abby smiled as a pair of strong arms slid round her waist and a mouth nuzzled her neck when she straightened up from putting a casserole in the oven.

"Yeah, 'course I do, Abbs. He was with Vance when I left so who knows when he might make it back. That doesn't mean we can't spoil him when he does get home though, does it? "

A gentle kiss to her jawline followed.

"Feed him... "

A nip to the soft skin beneath her ear made her gasp.

"Soothe his fevered brow... "

Warm lips caressed along the lines of the spider web tattoo.

"And... take him to bed and fuck each other through the mattress until we all can't move."

Abby chuckled, leaning back against a solid chest with a sigh, "That's if he doesn't come in and head straight for the basement."

"Not in that suit he won't. I won't let him get anywhere near sawdust in that creation."

"Yeah, good luck with that," she scoffed, turning to press a quick kiss against his lips. "Seriously, Tony, if he needs that time... then we let him... okay?"

"Hey, sure thing..." Tony agreed, tightening his arms round her. "Whatever Gibbs needs, he gets, okay? Don't we always?"

"Yeah, we do... if he'll let us," Abby reminded him, stroking her hands along the skin of his forearms.

"It'll be our first Christmas together anyway. That's kinda special... in lots of ways, y'know" Tony told her, almost hesitantly, looking down at her sparkling green eyes.

Abby nuzzled affectionately against his face, telling him warmly, "I know, Tony. It's special for all of us."

Their relationship was still new for all of them... still precious.

The three of them had only been together for a few months and they were all still feeling their way, trying to work out how three strong personalities could make a relationship work.

But one thing they were all agreed on. It was the most important thing that had happened to them all in a long time.

They wanted... needed... each other and it just felt right.

"I know Christmas is still difficult for him," Tony acknowledged. "That's never gonna go away."

"Doubt it," Abby agreed. She knew Christmas was as difficult for Tony as it was for Gibbs, but for different reasons... and that Tony was desperate to finally have a family Christmas. "All we can do is try and make it easier for him... without crowding him."

"Just wanna love him... take care of him. Love you both, y'know that, don't ya?" Tony whispered, burying his face in her neck, breathing in her familiar perfume, absorbed in the feel of Abby in his arms.

Even now, Tony still couldn't quite believe he was here with the two people he wanted and loved the most in the world.

Abby was the heart of them both... the centre around which both men pivoted.

Tony sometimes doubted if he and Gibbs would have been together if it weren't for her... and he thanked his lucky stars every day.

"Love you too, Tony. Love you both very much." Abby pressed a warm hand against Tony's cheek and he kissed her palm. She knew the uncertainties Tony still harboured and how much reassurance he needed, even now.

"Don't pinch me, I might wake up," whispered Tony, his voice thick with emotion.

"I'm just glad this case is over in time for Christmas and we can all relax for the next few days," Abby told him.

She felt so tired and wanted nothing more than to curl up with her guys.

"Relaxing sounds good. Can we do that in bed the entire time?" came the hopeful question.

"What, and miss your movie marathon on the couch… that'd be a first, Tony," teased Abby, laughing.

"We gotta get a TV up in that bedroom," huffed Tony, nose buried in her hair.

"Yeah, best of luck with that too. Besides, I don't recall you thinking of anything else but sex once you get in that bed."

Tony snorted into her neck, "Fair point. Although in my defence, any distraction is down to you two. Can't keep my hands off either of you."

"I noticed... thank God. Now, you gonna give me a hand here?" she prompted, nodding to the pile of half prepared vegetables he'd abandoned in favour of snuggling up.

"Hmm, in a minute… busy here" mumbled Tony, nibbling on her earlobe. "Although if he does want some time communing with the basement, can I take you to bed instead?"

"Got you all horny, has it?" Abby teased, rocking her hips back against him.

Not that she needed an answer. The cock twitching against her ass gave her a slight clue that Tony was more than a bit hot and bothered.

"That's a huge understatement, my Mistress of the Dark," groaned Tony with feeling, sliding his hands over her hips. "You didn't have to watch Gibbs in interrogation today. Watching him do his stuff in there always turns me on but today... jeez... and I thought Ziva's heavy breathing was gonna fog up the window in observation."

Abby giggled, "You could probably sell tickets. I'd buy one."

Tony laughed, "Oh yeah... we could make a fortune. And then when he stormed through the bullpen later still wearing that suit and with that air of dangerously satisfied menace he always carries about him after a successful terrifying of a dirtbag, trailing a cloud of testosterone, I swear everyone within 50 yards spontaneously orgasmed… me included."

Watching his boss and lover going undercover over the past couple of days for an op that had been wrapped up today had given him what felt like a permanent hard-on, because undercover in this instance meant a high end, expensive dark suit that made Gibbs look hot... really, really hot.

"Damn… I missed that," Abby giggled, biting her lip and pushing back against his hardness. "I just saw the edited highlights from the surveillance yesterday and that was sexy enough."

Abby had missed seeing Gibbs getting dressed this morning but judging by the surge of hot damn that had zinged through her when she saw him on screen, it was probably a good job. If she had, she'd have been very tempted to jump his bones and ride him through the floor of her lab.

"Yeah, well, it's got me really, really turned on," moaned Tony, hands creeping under her shirt to brush against the underside of her breasts.

"What's got ya turned on, Tony, apart from our girl?"

They both jumped at the sound of the familiar deep voice behind them.

Turning, they broke out in identical grins when they saw that Gibbs was home... and not only home but standing there still wearing that suit. Seeing it in the flesh, so to speak, Abby had to admit that the outfit was smokin'... hell, he was smokin'.

The tailored suit sat on his powerful frame like a second skin, the span of his wide shoulders in that jacket and shirt only emphasising his broad chest.

He looked tired and tense, but controlled and so vital... so damn alpha male that Abby felt her inner slut uncurling and virtually purring at the sight.

She was already fairly turned on by Tony's caresses but this...

Gibbs always looked good in dark colours and the combination of this dark blue designer suit, with a silk navy blue shirt with an equally silky dark tie set off his blue eyes and silver hair to the point where she felt like grabbing a bib to catch the drool.

Tony bent to drop a kiss against Abby's smiling lips, murmuring, "Told ya," before moving over to the older man. Tony pushed Gibbs against the wall and nuzzled into his neck. "You have, Jethro. Or maybe it's that suit that's got me all turned on. Sears it ain't."

"It's just a suit, Tony." Gibbs sighed and closed his eyes, leaning his head back against the wall, his hand coming up to squeeze the back of Tony's head and ruffle his hair as he relaxed into the younger man's caresses.

Tony cupped Gibbs' face in both hands and pressed against his lips gently, teasing his mouth open with his tongue, keeping the kiss soft and warm.

Abby walked over, seeing the tired lines around Gibbs' eyes and slid her hands appreciatively over the outside of the jacket, feeling the tension in his shoulders from the stresses of the past few days.

"I think what Tony means is, it's you in that suit that's turning him on... turning me on too now that I've got a close up of it."

Gibbs grinned down at her as he pulled her close. "That so?"

"Uh-huh," she raised her face for a kiss and slid her arms round his waist inside the jacket, enjoying the silky feel of the shirt over his firm muscles.

They stood entwined, holding each other and Gibbs begin to relax against them... the comforting feel of his lovers acting to calm and soothe him, as it always seemed to do lately, even on the toughest of days.

Abby broke the comfortable silence, "I'm thinkin' food, shower, bed... or shower, bed, food if you prefer? You decide."

"Sounds good." Gibbs nuzzled her face, kissing her again before pulling Tony in closer, sliding his hand round his waist. "Shower first."

"Yes!" exclaimed Tony, grabbing Abby's face to plant a smacker on her lips before taking off for the stairs.

Abby giggled as she watched Tony taking the stairs two at a time, "Someone's eager."

"Ya think?" Gibbs reached up to undo her pigtails, threading his fingers through her hair and massaging her scalp, seeing those green eyes he loved flutter closed as she leaned into his touch.

All he could think of on the drive home was wrapping himself round Abby and Tony and shutting out the world. It was probably the first Christmas he'd looked forward to in nearly 20 years.

Abby glanced at Gibbs as he looped an arm round her shoulders as they turned to follow Tony. "Are you sure? You don't need some winding down alone time?"

"Nah, not now. Need you more," he slid his hand down her back to pull her close, winding his arms round her and burying his face in her neck, inhaling her comforting scent. "Need you both."

TBC...