Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS or it's characters. Wish I did but. :)


Abbey had been breed. She could feel it. Panting heavily she let her body drop to the floor.


Tony had come in after lunch. Frustrated and clearly upset, she had been quite concerned. She waited patiently for him to begin but when he just stood in the corner almost pacing on the spot she gave up and returned to work.

Worst thing she could have done. Whatever was eating him up, turning her back on him triggered a response. She felt strong arms wrap around her waist pushing her against the lab table. Her short black skirt was flipped up. She tried to turn to look him in the face to ask why he was doing this.

But a strong hand forced her down. Her face pressed into the polished onyx black laminate of her lab counter.

Then she felt it. It pressed against her fishnet pantyhose. Wiggling up and down till it found her slit. She had not worn panties that day and had been enjoying the feel of Tim's seed slosh around her insides just begging to dribble out.

Tony just pushed, using his cock to tear through the hose.

"Fuck Abbey, who you been with already today?"

Abbey groaned as he began to thrust, her cheek rubbing against the desk with every movement.

"Never mind, I will just fuck him out of you."

Abbey groaned, long and deep as he began to speed up. Forming a relentless tempo.

While one hand held her head, she felt his other pull the back of her blouse out. Snaking up to unclasp her bra. Free of their confines she felt her breasts mound on the desk. The rocking friction causing her nipples to harden adding a new sensation for her to endure.

"Fuck me, fuck me harder." She shouted, spurning him to greater heights.

She knew it was rape, it felt like rape. But it felt so good. His long thick cock using her wombs entrance for a punching bag.

She relaxed, melting into his wild passion. Relaxing until all she could feel was thick cock smashing her.


Tony felt awful.

He felt like the biggest heel in the world.

Abbey was his friend and here he was fucking her into her desk. Had she shouted stop he would have. Had she told him to cut his balls off he would have gladly done it. With a butter knife if need.

But here she was begging for more and he gave it. Gave it all.

She went limp, falling into the desk as if unable to support herself anymore. But as her body loosened her cunt tightened. Like a fist had locked around his cock and was squeezing. It felt incredible.

He drove into her with renewed vigour. Wanting to feel all of himself inside her.


Abby felt that tell-tale pressure rise in her stomach, the feeling she dreaded and begged not to happen.

She squeezed her legs together but that tell-tale feeling of warm liquid began to flow down her tights.


Tony withdrew when he felt Abbey lose control of her bladder. Unwilling to just walk away as he was he spun Abbey to face him and forced her to her knees even as her urine continued to flow.

At just the right height he slipped the tip of his stone hard erection against her slack lips and pushed.


Abbey just took it.

Exhausted, spent, she just let him use her face as he used her moments before. Once he got a rhythm going he let go of her head and gripped the counter.

He began to thrust in earnest, her head thumping against the shelves underneath the counter with every thrust.

She gagged, gargled and chocked on his thickness and length. His heavy balls slapping against her chin. Feeling him stiffen she simply closed her eyes and savoured the pleasure of his hot seed shooting down her gullet in great spurts.

He withdrew and shot two final, loads of fresh, hot cum across her face. Marking her as his.


Tony relaxed and looked at the mess he had made.

Abbey knelt legs skewed and spread in a pool of her piss and other fluids. Her face was slightly bruised with the signs of a left black eye forming. Her makeup was smeared and her mouth was open and dribbling.

It was her look that made him smile. Instead of tears in her eyes he saw a glazed lust staring up at him.

He stood back and zipped up his pants. Hot and heated under the collar the only outward sign he had suffered was a slight damp patch on his right upper thigh.

Tony watched as Abbey closed her mouth and swallowed.

"You need more red meat in your diet. Now help me the fuck up."

Tony assisted her to stand watched as she idly fingered herself.

"You ok. I'm s..." Tony began

"Sorry, as if, you're a rapist with a heart of gold. Lucky I'm into it." Abbey groaned walking over to her office with a slight bowlegged gait. Stripping her clothes and pulling a spare top and track pants from the draw.

"Is..." Tony tried.

"Is everything ok?" She finished "NO, you owe me some new clothes."

"Fine" Tony sighed walking around the large puddle on the floor.

"Oh and Tony, the first one's free, but if you EVER do that again to me without my full consent I will come to you while you sleep and fuck you until you bleed with my lovely 14 inch steel ribbed and brass spiked strap on."

Tony nodded, not even cringing at the suggestion.


After Tony left Abbey cleaned up, mopping the floor for the second time that week.

She removed her makeup and reapplied it with a thick eye shadow to hide the bruising.

She liked Tony, he was cool and would do anything for her if she asked. But what he had done, even though it felt so, so good. Was wrong.

She would be there for him if he needed. But would come good on her promise if need be.

She sighed and limped out of the lab. The day was done and she needed a warm bath.