A/N: Okay so my cabin obsession is no secret and the Season 10 finale only fed the monster in a really big way :p These will be a series of one-shots based around Gibbs' cabin (or a cabin of some description). Each will be a stand alone fic, though the majority will be set during Season 10 or after. Some of them will come from prompts on the Gabby forum, others will just be random ideas I have...or straying bunnies that people throw at me.
A Place of Our Own
Rating: M
Pairing: Gibbs/Abby
Set: Season 10 just after the episode Namesake.
Spoilers: Overall Season 10, but mostly Namesake and Damned If You Do.
Written for the Gabby forum prompt 'wait/waiting'
Sitting on a large wood stump which functioned as a temporary step she waited, looking up into the night sky, the stars twinkling above her. They reminded her just how small she was, but also how lucky she was.
The full moon gave off enough light to not leave her in complete darkness, the flashlight beside her merely a security measure in case she heard a noise or wanted to go inside.
Cool air settled around her, sending a chill through her body along with a rush of exhilaration at the same time…she was alive, and life couldn't be better.
This was only her second time at Gibbs' cabin but already Abby found that it felt like a home away from home. It was sparse, with only the barest of essentials, but she liked it…partly because Gibbs had built it with his own hands but also because it reminded her of the important things in life.
And right now Gibbs was on the top of her list of important things. He was all that mattered.
Life seemed so simple out here, it was quiet and calm…a kind of serenity that Abby hadn't been able to experience in a while. There was nothing but her, Gibbs and miles of solitude, and that was how she liked it.
At the moment the cabin was merely four walls, a roof and a fireplace. He was building it a bit at a time, watching it take shape and there was no doubt in Abby's mind that Gibbs was loving every minute of it. His basement had been his sanctuary up until recently and he still worked down there during the week when he needed to. But Abby sensed that this cabin had become a way for him to relax and really escape the pressures of life, to get completely away from it all.
The first time Gibbs had brought her here it had been a couple of days after their relationship had changed. They were no longer just friends, that line had been crossed when Gibbs had come face to face with his namesake.
Gibbs had told Abby that he didn't want to live with the same kind of regret that L.J. had; caring about a woman who meant everything to him but not being able to be with her. While she had been a little surprised that it had been Gibbs who questioned the boundaries of their friendship, her happiness went beyond words.
Abby had loved him for as long as she could remember but had always been scared that by telling him how she really felt she would push him away. Gibbs taking that first step had been huge and it made her even more proud of him that he'd had the courage to risk his heart on them being together.
Since then they'd kissed and let their hands wander a bit but nothing beyond that had happened, even though Abby had wanted it too. For so long she'd ached for him, yearned to feel his body next to hers, but even without that physical connection between them she could tell the bond she had with Gibbs was beginning to get stronger.
They'd been together just over a week, their first kiss still seeming like a blur. Abby could've so easily taken things further and she could tell Gibbs wanted to do the same, the longing in his eyes the last several days when he looked at her was obvious. But he'd told her he wanted to take things slow, to make certain Abby knew what she was getting herself into…but she'd known for a long time. She wanted him, and she didn't have a single doubt. And tonight she intended to show him.
Here at his cabin time had no meaning, there was no concept of time, everything stopped. Despite her scientific mind telling her that was impossible, her heart told her it was the truth. Gibbs made the world come to a standstill when he was near her.
When Gibbs had driven her out here a week ago they'd spent a Saturday just relaxing, going for walks and Gibbs had persuaded her out on the small boat into the middle of the lake. A number of times kisses that had started off as gentle and teasing had become heated and intense, a frustrated whimper leaving her when Gibbs had pulled back and told her not yet.
Abby could still picture his smoldering blue eyes that had held her gaze, his deep breaths as he tried to calm down, and the gentle touch of his fingers down the side of her face. Abby loved him for putting her first, just as he always did, but it had reached the point that she couldn't control herself any longer.
She smiled when the headlights from Gibbs' truck came into view, her heart rate soaring as he pulled up several feet away from her on the other side of some trees. They'd agreed to come in separate cars, not wanting to give anyone any hints they were together. At least not yet.
The idea that this was their secret hideaway only made their time together much more special. With it still being so early in the relationship Abby didn't want to have to worry about how other people felt about them being together. In the end it didn't matter, she loved Gibbs and nothing would change that. But it was important that they both feel comfortable in sharing the news with their friends and colleagues when they were ready.
When Gibbs got out of the truck and walked along the path to her Abby gave into the need to wrap her arms around him. Jumping to her feet she buried her face in his neck and inhaled deeply. The scent of him was so intoxicating, it inflamed her senses, sent her hormones into a raging frenzy and it made it all the more harder to restrain herself.
Gibbs kissed the top of her head and nuzzled his nose into her hair, talking softly. "Must've put your foot down Abbs, you only left a couple of minutes before me, was sure I'd catch up to you."
"Guess I'm just eager to be alone with you," she sighed.
"You're not the only one."
Gibbs tilted her face up, leaning down to sweep his lips over hers. Abby immediately felt all the day's stresses leave her body, the tenderness of his kiss making her gasp as her lips clung to his, reveling in the softness and the taste of him.
The lack of light intensified the moment, her fingers clenching tightly onto his shirt and feeling his rapid heartbeat underneath. A surge of satisfaction went through her that she was able to get him so worked up with a kiss. She knew by the time the night was over both of them would be left reeling.
Gibbs' hands snuck under the back of her sweater and t-shirt, the heat of his skin in contrast to the coldness of hers making her moan. Abby wondered if he was always this warm, her body turning in his arms so she could slide her fingers around the back of his neck and feel a similar heat.
"You're cold," Gibbs murmured against her lips. "Let's go inside and I'll get the fire going."
Abby nodded, biting back her initial response that he already had the fire inside of her going. Instead she enticed him into another kiss before stepping back and taking a hold of his hand.
Gibbs led her carefully up the stairs, picking up the flashlight and switching it on as he pushed the door open. Lighting the small lantern sitting just inside on a tall stump of wood, he turned to face her as a subdued illumination filled the room.
The inside of the cabin was bare, merely a couple of big chunks of wood that Gibbs had been using to sit on or as a makeshift table. But he'd told her he had plans for proper furniture and wanted to make it all himself. In the corner was a small fold up bed he used to sleep on when he stayed on the weekends, several blankets folded up neatly on top.
"You bring a bag?" he asked, moving over to the fireplace to get the fire started.
Abby smiled as he crouched down with his back to her. She could've sworn he was holding his breath. Gibbs had told her to bring a bag of things she'd need if she wanted to stay overnight, if she decided not to then he'd drive her home and they could come back and get her car the next day.
She hadn't even needed to think about it…there was no chance in hell she was going to turn down the opportunity to spend the night with him. And from Gibbs' reaction it was obvious he was hoping that's how she felt.
Studying the expanse of his long back and the curve of his ass Abby walked over to him and rested a hand on his shoulder.
"Yep, I brought a bag," she answered, her fingers lightly caressing along his shoulder.
In the brightness of the small flames emitted from fire she saw his smirk as he turned to look up at her. "Good."
Abby remained beside Gibbs as he got the fire burning more steadily, the cabin eventually filling with a warm orange glow. She stared into the flames, her attention only wavering when Gibbs stood up next to her, his hands resting on her waist and turning her to face him.
"You're sure about this?" he asked softly.
Abby nodded. There was no need to ask him what he was talking about, they were both here for the same reason. Gibbs hadn't wanted to force her into anything and she knew he'd wait if she wasn't ready yet. He was giving her the power to decide when they took things to the next level, and she was aware of how big of a deal it was for him to give up control.
"Surer than I've ever been about anything," she told him.
Gibbs leaned forward, his forehead resting against hers. "Don't think that I wanted us to wait cos I don't want you, I do, have done for a long time…wanted to give you a chance to go back if it's what you needed…so our friendship didn't suffer too much damage."
"I understand Gibbs, but I don't wanna go back, just forward…with you." Abby lifted her hands, flattening them over his chest and feeling the firm muscles underneath. "This time I'm not gonna stop, so if it's okay with you I think I'll just rip your clothes off."
Gibbs chuckled. "Not gonna stop you, but before you do that I better bring some stuff in from the truck, as well as your bag."
He brushed his lips slowly over hers, lingering before he pulled back and grinned. Abby felt excitement flood through her; this time he wasn't going to say 'not yet'. She couldn't wait to put her hands all over him, to feel the hard masculine contours of his body under her fingers and lips.
"Hold that thought," he whispered, stepping back and walking outside.
Abby kept her eyes trained on him as he walked away, watching after him even after he'd disappeared from view. In a way being here with him felt surreal, as if their time together leading up to now had been a dream, a figment of her imagination.
With the case they'd been working on they hadn't gotten the chance for much time alone, but this weekend would more than make up for the time spent apart. And Abby hoped it would also finally start to sink in that Gibbs was actually hers, and that he wanted her too.
When Gibbs came back inside carrying another blanket, a pillow and a box that looked like it had food supplies in it she smiled at him. "I'm glad I'm not the only one who's been thinking about this…and that you're prepared."
"Barely been able to think about anything else Abby, told ya, just wanted you to be sure first."
"And I am, completely."
While Gibbs went out to get both of their bags Abby picked up the blanket from on top of the box. It felt softer than she'd expected, Gibbs' scent emanating off it as she lifted it to her face. Moving nearer to the fire she laid it out on the floor, several feet back from the flames and then went to retrieve the pillow.
Unable to stop herself she buried her nose in its softness as well, rubbing her cheek against it and sighing as her body began to tingle. She was glad Gibbs had brought something for them to spread out on, the small fold up cot at the end of the cabin wouldn't provide enough room for what she had in mind. Abby fully intended to explore every inch of him, and for that she needed plenty of space.
"You have enough to eat at work?" Gibbs asked, his appearance beside her startling Abby out of her reverie.
Tony had bought pizzas for them all to celebrate the closing of their case, all of them gathering in the lab to have a few slices before heading out for a weekend off.
"Yeah," Abby said quietly, dropping the pillow onto the blanket on the floor as he invaded her space. The front of his body pressed up against her arm, his fingers seeking out hers and entwining them. "How about you?"
"Uh huh." Gibbs' breath was warm next to her ear as he spoke, a shiver running the length of her body and her eyes briefly flickering closed.
Abby wanted to turn and start divesting him of his clothes but she found herself unable to move. The intimacy of the moment, his sheer overwhelming presence, took her breath away and she wanted to savor what was happening. They would never have this first time again and Abby wanted to cherish every moment, each gentle touch and whispered word.
Gibbs moved their joined hands to her stomach, Abby's smaller one covering his, her fingers tenderly stroking along the back of his. Gibbs' other hand settled on her lower back, his nose rubbing softly against her cheek.
The weight of his hands on her, the way he was crowding her, sent desire flooding through Abby. All the waiting, the longing, the fear that he'd never be hers dissolved into the past.
"Brought food for later if you get hungry," he mumbled, his lips moving to her jawline and leaving a trail of soft kisses. "Or I can go get you something…whatever you want."
"You," Abby said on a sigh, finally turning to face him, their faces still touching. "All I want is you."
Her mouth sealed over his before Gibbs could say anything further, her hands slipping around his back and pulling him closer. She felt Gibbs' hands drop to her hips before they curved around her ass and held their lower bodies together.
Abby pushed his jacket from his shoulders and it dropped to the floor, her fingers dragging his polo and the white t-shirt underneath from his pants.
"There's no phone signal out here right?" she asked in between slow teasing kisses.
Gibbs stripped off her sweater, then lifted her t-shirt over her head when they broke apart for air. "Nope, no signal," he breathed heavily. "No interruptions."
His gaze settled on her pale skin, his fingers grazing over the edge of her black bra. Abby's breathing hitched as he lazily traced over the material, down the swell of her breast and around to unclasp the bra at the back.
When it fell away from her Abby let it drop to the floor between them, her eyes never wandering from Gibbs as he took in the sight of her bare skin.
"God Abbs, you're so beautiful…" he trailed off, a hand gently cupping one of her breasts, his thumb rubbing slowly over her nipple.
Abby remained still, watching him as he watched her. She needed to get his clothes off and feel his skin next to hers, but the lust in his eyes now focused on her was something Abby had dreamed about for so long that she didn't want to rush him.
Goose bumps spread over her body under his caresses and Gibbs lifted his eyes to meet hers. "You still cold?"
"Nope…that's you Gibbs, what you do to me."
"You won't complain if I help warm you up a bit anyway though?"
Abby grinned at him and gripped onto the bottom of his polo and t-shirt at the same time, raising them over his head. "No complaints at all," she whispered, getting her first glimpse at the bare skin of his upper body.
Her hands went to his abdomen, fingernails raking through the rough hair that lead down the middle of his stomach. When she reached the waistband of his pants she moved gradually higher, mapping out the contours of his chest, her fingers sliding over naked flesh and indulging in the feel of him.
Abby's fingers ghosted over his collarbone and up over his broad shoulders, the hardness and maleness of his body heightening her arousal instantly. Linking her fingers behind his neck she bridged the distance between them and let her lips hover next to his.
"I've wanted this for so long," she said quietly, their lips barely brushing together. "Wanted to feel you, see you, be a part of you."
"You will, you are, Abbs." Gibbs' large hands framed her face, his thumbs moving back and forth across her cheek. "Want this too…more than I can say."
When their mouths met this time everything else faded into the background, all Abby knew was the softness of his lips and the slickness of his tongue as it slid against hers. Their kisses deepened, the slowness of their embrace only making the moment more electric. Every sensation that rushed through her was intensified, her need for him growing even more as Gibbs heightened her desire with each hot open-mouthed kiss.
The steady pulse beating between her legs picked up momentum when Gibbs lowered his hands to her belt, quickly undoing it and pushing her black pants down her legs.
Despite their desperate need for oxygen Gibbs drew out their kiss before taking a step back to look at her. His chest rose and fell rapidly as he sucked air into his starved lungs, his blue eyes darkened with lust. Abby's gaze was drawn to the bulge at the front of his pants, the obvious sign of his arousal seeming to cement in Abby's mind just how much he did want her.
She reached out to massage him, her hand rubbing over him as Gibbs gripped onto her hips and forced himself into her touch.
Abby leaned forward next to his ear as she continued to torment him. "I dunno about you but I'd prefer to be doing this with you naked," she purred.
Gibbs growled and angled his head to press his lips to the side of her neck, Abby giggling when he dropped his hands from her to undo his belt. It was the first real show of desperation she'd seen in him, her movements ceasing only so she could unzip him and push his pants down.
Taking a hold of her hand Gibbs maneuvered it inside his boxers so she could wrap her fingers around his hardness. She watched as he lowered the remaining piece of clothing, leaving him standing there completely bare, his body now hers to do what she wanted with.
When she started to stroke him Gibbs' eyes clouded over, his fingers blindly seeking out the top of her panties. She felt the heat of him in her palm, her thumb rubbing over the pearly beads of moisture leaking from him.
Abby's underwear was swiftly dragged down over her hips, the garment falling to the floor. Gibbs grabbed her wrist, slowing her movements as he devoured her with his eyes. She shivered under his stare, his fingers moving from her wrist to link with hers.
Dropping his other hand, Gibbs slowly slipped a finger between her thighs and into her slick warmth. Initiating a kiss he gasped into her mouth at the feel of her under his touch, their kiss deepening as he sought out her clit and rolled it. Abby's hips jerked at the contact, a loud groan breaking through the silence of the room when she broke away from his lips.
Circling her hips in time with Gibbs' actions it wasn't long before Abby was moaning incoherently. His finger nudged inside deeper, sliding through her wetness, an unrestrained groan falling from between his lips.
"Guess that means you're ready then," Gibbs smirked, taking her bottom lip into his mouth and sucking on it.
"Been ready for years, barely takes a moment's notice where you're concerned."
Gibbs withdrew his finger from her and Abby lowered herself to lay on the blanket she'd spread out, the pillow under her head. She looked up at his male form towering over her, broad shoulders that lead down to muscled arms and the most beautiful hands she'd ever seen.
His toned chest, covered with a smattering of grey hair tapered down to a solid waist, her gaze focusing on his erection, ready to give her what she craved. Gibbs was everything and more than what she'd imagined he'd be, and she'd spent a lot of time thinking about him exactly like this.
Settling himself between her parted legs Gibbs leaned off to one side so he could slip his finger back into her. The ache deep in Abby's belly grew stronger, the throbbing in her core escalating with each swipe of his finger over her swollen flesh.
Abby writhed underneath him, her fingers spearing into his hair to bring his lips to hers.
"I need you, Gibbs…I need you…" she gasped into his mouth.
Positioning himself, Gibbs placed his elbows on either side of her shoulders so he was propped above her. Abby raised her knees on either side of him, her legs twisting so she could run her feet up the back of his calves and thighs.
She could feel the heat radiating off Gibbs, the weight of him nestled on top of her. Shifting her lower body Abby tilted her hips slightly so she could rub her aching clit against his erection. Each time the engorged head nudged over her Abby exhaled, her climax within sight.
"Not yet…" Gibbs told her and lifted his hips up.
Abby groaned in frustration. "I thought we weren't gonna say that anymore."
Gibbs grinned and kissed her. "Want you to stay where you are right now for as long as you can...to never forget how you feel."
"Not much chance of that happening."
Abby was ready to explode but she knew Gibbs wanted her to achieve her release when he was inside her. He was waiting, giving her time to calm down a little before they became joined.
"I thought I was the kinky one," she teased. "I'll remember this Marine…I'm an expert in orgasm deprivation."
"I'll bet you are," Gibbs chuckled, lowering his body back on her.
She watched the play of emotions change on his face as it went from playful to return to desire. Abby held her breath, her eyes locking onto Gibbs' when the tip of his erection gently nudged at her entrance. Her hips jerked of their own volition as he eased in an inch, Abby somehow managing to refrain from grabbing onto his ass and driving him all the way in.
Gibbs watched the show of pleasure on her face as he pushed inside her; swollen lips parting with an audible gasp, her eyes drifting shut, the warm glow from the fire highlighting the flush in her cheeks. She arched underneath him, her legs crossing behind his back, her head pushing back into the pillow.
He kissed his way along the curve of her exposed neck, easing himself deeper until he was fully buried. Abby flexed her muscles around him, both of them moaning at the ripple of pleasure that went through them.
For the next several moments their movements stopped, the surrounding silence broken only by brief gasps. Light flickered around them, the warmth from the fire and from their bodies causing a fine sheen of sweat to break out on their skin.
Abby couldn't think of a more perfect moment in her life, a time when she felt so complete and so cherished. Everything Gibbs had done and said, the way he looked at her and touched her…the thought that she could have this everyday overwhelmed her.
And then the words that he whispered almost brought her to tears.
"Love you, Abbs…so much."
Temporarily lost for words Abby brought his face down to hers and kissed him, trying to put everything she felt for him into the embrace. When she found her voice again, it was uneven and low, her emotions not hidden.
"Love you too, Gibbs…more than anything."
Unable to hold on any longer Gibbs slowly started to move, their bodies anxious for friction and desperate to let go. But they kept a steady pace, wanting to draw out the pleasure as long as they could. Abby's whimpers turned into throaty moans as the tension inside her built further, her orgasm rapidly approaching as Gibbs thrust into her.
Her fingers dug into his back, her nails scraping along the length of his spine as she pushed up into him. Gibbs started to increase the speed of his movements, Abby's moans getting louder and Gibbs' long deep strokes rocking their bodies on the soft blanket.
When her release shook through her, Abby's scream made Gibbs thrust into her harder. She tensed underneath him, her internal muscles fluttering around him as he continued to move.
Lost in a haze of passion her body trembled, her vision blurred, her heart racing out of control. She heard Gibbs groan her name, his body shuddering as his hips snapped against her several times more before he finally let go.
The first thing Abby became aware of was Gibbs' lips tenderly sweeping over hers. Her limbs felt heavy and she let her arms and legs fall loosely away from him but still maintained contact. To say her orgasm had rocked her world was an understatement, she was completely shattered, and the night was still young.
If this was how every time together would end then Abby could only hope neither of them ended up in hospital from exhaustion. She'd never be able to get enough of him.
Blinking through her dazed state Abby smiled against Gibbs' lips and returned his kisses. Their breath mingled as they tried to calm down and take in air, a reluctance to break any physical contact overriding the need to allow their heart rate and breathing return to normal.
Abby's hands slid down to his lower back and over the curve of his ass. She wanted to stay with him just how they were now, spend endless hours losing herself in him and the way he made her feel.
Before she was ready Gibbs slipped from her body and collapsed off to the side of her with a satisfied sigh.
"My thoughts exactly," Abby said, mimicking his sigh of contentment.
He pulled the edge of the blanket over her, Abby rolling over and curling into his side.
"Tell me that wasn't worth the wait," he grinned.
"Oh it was," Abby agreed, "but you realize now you have a standard to live up to."
Gibbs wove his arms around her, settling her more snugly into his side. "Don't think it that'll be difficult when I'm here with you."
Abby lifted a leg over his, rubbing up and down along the inside of his thigh. "Have I told you how much I love that you have a cabin?"
"We have a cabin," he corrected her. "This is a place just for us Abby…somewhere we can be alone and not have to worry about anything else but each other."
"I like the sound of that," she smiled, running her hand over his chest.
"When I started building it, it was just for me, but I don't want that anymore…it's ours."
"Ours…" Abby whispered.
She nuzzled up to his neck, her lips pressing to his still fluctuating pulse point. Having a place of their own would give them the opportunity to get to know each other better away from work and all the usual stresses of everyday life. Gibbs had done all the work so far on the cabin but it was now something they could continue to build together, just like their relationship.
They could grow here together, nurture what they had, be open and honest in place where they had nothing to hide. The cabin would be somewhere that they could be a normal couple. Spend time alone…laugh, love and learn.
Abby finally had a place where she belonged. Professionally she was where she was needed, where she wanted to be…and now she could say the same about her personal life.
Gibbs was the center of her world and that filled her with a serenity unlike anything she'd ever known. Wherever he was, that was where Abby needed to be.
As she rested her head on his chest, the slowing thud of his heart under her ear, Abby realized the thing she'd lived so long without was now hers.
Gibbs was hers, and she had been his before he'd even known it.
They were part of each other, two halves of a whole that had finally found their way to one another. And for the first time in her life Abby discovered how having the one person her heart, soul and body cried out for could set her free.
Gibbs was more than just a friend or a lover, he was her everything.
The end.