Title: Pink Elephants

Author: lunarmoth131

Rating: T/ PG-13

Spoilers: none

Pairing: Jenny/Abby, Jenny/Abby/Jethro implied

Disclaimer: NCIS belongs to CBS, DPB, etc. and in real life, to the U.S. Navy -- none of which are me. Alas. No infringement intended, guys.

When Gibbs reached his car, he realized it was only 1900. What the hell as he going to do with the next 2 ½ hours, especially considering the insistent ache in his groin? He grinned and headed for home. It was times like this he was really glad for his hobby of boat-building. A cold shower would probably help too.

Abby was so excited she could hardly contain herself. She paced in front of her closet, trying to decide what to wear. There were so many possibilities – should she continue her usual "Gothic Lolita" look, with her shortest skirt and a bit more cleavage? Or perhaps some sort of sexy lingerie from La Perla. She had a sheer black and purple baby doll that she had bought to wear for Marty before he broke up with her; Jenny and Jethro might like it.

A wicked grin spread across her face as she contemplated going completely bare, with just a coat to hide her assets until she reached Jenny's house. She'd seen it done on some comedy show – maybe British – she couldn't place it. No matter. It was completely over the top and if there was one thing that could be said of Abby, it's that she was often over the top.

That decision made, she began the rituals she always followed before a really important date: bathing with candlelight, thorough shaving, application of scent and makeup, hair arranging. She decided to wear her hair down and waved, falling over her shoulders with tendrils seductively across her face.

She gazed at herself in the mirror and was pleased with the result. Donning her longest coat and a pair of platform boots, she headed out to her car, her body tingling with excitement and desire.

Jenny was busy preparing as well. She had been with a woman before, and she had certainly been with men, but never both at the same time. She wanted it to be extra special for all three of them. Earlier she had asked her housekeeper, Noemi, to prepare a cold supper then go home early. On the way home she stopped by a florist's, a grocer, and a very out-of-the-way sex shop.

The first thing she did when she arrived home was to close all the blinds and drapes -- no need to share with the neighbors. She made sure that Noemi had gone and that supper was prepared. The refrigerator contained a delightful assortment of fish, cheese, pickled salads, and a Scandinavian "sandwich cake". Jenny placed the strawberries, cherries, whipped cream and chocolate syrup in the spaces still available, making a mental note to take them out later so they could warm a bit. One bunch of flowers went on the table. She carried the rest of the items to her bedroom. The fragrant lilies went into the master bath, while the rose petals were plucked and scattered on the bed and the floor around it. Jenny smiled to herself. She was such a hopeless romantic.

She glanced at the clock. Abby would be there in 20 minutes, so she took a rushed shower and dressed in a silk robe that dropped to mid-thigh, tying the belt loosely around her waist. She was combing her hair when the doorbell rang.

Face flushed and hands trembling, she opened the door to allow Abby to enter. The younger woman stood with her back to Jenny for a moment, then turned and dropped her coat behind her. Jenny stared, speechless, feeling the gathering wetness between her legs.

"Jenny?" Abby said with a smile.

"Abby…" she finally choked out, "come in."

A/N: When I post the next chapter, this story's rating will increase to M (for obvious reasons).