Chapter 3

"Jethro, you've really been holding out on me!"

"I can't help it Abby"

"I mean you must have been critically repressed… how did you maintain your sanity with all that pent-up sex drive? I didn't even think it was possible for a man to be ready for an encore every 10 minutes for the last hour"

"This is new ground for me too in more ways than one," Gibbs replied in a very sexy tone, as his fingers stroked the lines of the tattoo on her neck. "I just have to look at you or touch you or hear your voice and I am ready for you again… I am exhausted but I just can't stop. You're addictive, drugging me with your presence!" Using Abby's mat for a bed, the two remained entwined as their bodies cooled down and their breathing synchronized at a slower pace.

"This has never happened to you before?"

"Nah-uh," mumbled Gibbs into her neck as he nuzzled her spider web tat.

Slowly pulling out of his embrace, Abby drew back and away as his breathing became regular and he dropped into slumber. Collecting their clothes, placing his in a neat pile next to him, she got dressed quietly and slipped back into her lab. Google search appeared on her screen as she quickly began research on male libido and physiology. She did not doubt the sincerity of his intentions and feelings for her… there had been a strong sexual tension linking them for years. But something was hinky about the intensity of his reactions and the circumstances of his surrender to the attraction between them. What could have triggered his actions at this moment in time? Maybe the coffee that coursed through his veins is really an aphrodisiac?

Chapter 4

"Probie! What the hell?" Tony held up a packet containing a little blue bill he had just found in his desk. "Don't hide your stash in my desk, McVirgin" he quipped, tossing the package to Tim.

"What? That's not mine…"

Snatching the package from Tim, Ziva couldn't resist commenting, "Viagra, is this the Italian stallion's dark secret Tony? "

A head popped up from a neighboring cubicle, "DiNozzo, you use that stuff? Is it any good?"

"No I do not use this stuff, it's McLimpy's."

"It was in your desk Tony, not mine. "replied McGee.

Murmurs of people in the room commenting on Tony's use of the little blue pill combined with chuckles as agents passed the word of what was going on. Tony stood up, raised his voice to announce, "This is a serious matter. Someone hid it in my desk, and he needs to claim it. I don't need this stuff, the DiNozzo line is noted for its virility …"

"And promiscuity," quipped someone nearby.

Glaring, Tony continued, "Whoever did this needs to pick it up now, the gag is over."

Author's note:

I intended to only do a one shot, but the kind reviews prompted me to follow up.

I would like to challenge others to come up with versions of how the little blue pill could wreck havoc in the lives of our favorite MCRT!