Disc: I do not own the show or the characters of NCIS. I do own Damia Edgerton.

Couple: Damia Edgerton & Leroy Jethro Gibbs.

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The next morning I was woken when I heard a cell ring and I sat up. Looking down I realized I was naked and pulled the covers up over my chest and looked as Gibbs groaned and just stood up, as naked as the day he was born, and walked out of the bedroom to find the cell phone. I slide a robe on and I walked over to his room and leaned against the door frame. He ended the call and he walked to me and kissed me slowly. His hands slid down to undo my robe, pushing it off my shoulders and dropping it to the floor as he kissed down my neck.

"Prefer you naked!" He took my hand and we sat on the edge of his bed. He slid his hands over my naked body and I moaned. He was already hard again, so I pushed him onto his back and I mounted him. He kissed me as we made love, I rode him as he caressed my body. Then I felt my body being pressed to his as we made love again!

When we had got our breath back, he whispered. "I need to go into the office, Babe." I nuzzled myself into his chest and he slid the covers over me, stroking my back. "Get some sleep, I should be back before it gets dark."

He slid his hands into my hair, kissing me slowly, then he slid out of bed and went to the bathroom to grab a quick shower, taking some clothes with him. I fell asleep in his bed. I didn't feel the kiss on my forehead when he left. I woke up about an hour later and slid out of bed. I grabbed a shower in his bathroom, it smelled like him. I slipped out of the shower, got dressed and packed my bags. Then I sat down to write a letter to Jethro.

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"Jethro,

Thank you for letting me stay. Your making love to me was wonderful, something I won't ever forget. Yes, I care about you, Jethro. I'll see you at work on Monday.

Damia,"

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About four that afternoon, there was a knock at my apartment door. I opened it to find Jethro. He had a bag of food and his back pack on, he strode in as I closed the door. The place was basically a small kitchen, bathroom and then there was a king size futon, couch, TV and a DVD player. Yeah, my place was bare but that's how I preferred it. I took the food and set it down.

"What can I do for you, Jethro?" He leaned against the counter and looked at me.

"Well, I had got dinner, thinking that you would be home when I got there." I walked over to the couch, pulled out two fold-out trays that would sit in front of the couch. I went back over to the kitchen area and pulled out some plastic plates. I put the baked potatos, steak and fried squash onto the plates. I handed him two large plastic glasses.

"Milk or juice, they're in the fridge. I'll take milk, please." I grabbed the plates and walked over and set them down on the trays. I came back and got the cutlery, the only things that were not plastic. We sat down, sitting the glasses on the side tables next to the couch.

"Why did you take off?" I started to cut into the steak on my plate.

"I wanted to come home. Your place isn't my home and we're still not in a relationship." I took a bite, knowing he was going to have something today.

"So what was last night and this morning? Just some freaking one night stand?" I took a bite of the fried squash and sighed as I looked at him.

"Lost my appetite." I picked up my plate and went to put it in the fridge after putting some foil over the plate. I would probably be hungry later. I felt a hand softly turn me around. He tenderly stroked my face.

"Was it a one night stand, Damia?" I looked at him and nuzzled his hand as it stroked my face.

"Don't think so, Jethro." He looked at me.

"You don't think so?" I looked to him as I took a sip of milk.

"I care about you, hell, I am falling for you. But things are not that damn simple, to just choose things." I put the milk in the fridge and put my tray away and looked at him.

"What are you still scared of, Damia?" I walked over to him and I touched his chest.

"We're both NCIS agents and I don't want to ruin your reputation there! You have worked there for a long time and you are known as a good agent." He looked at me as I sat down on my bed, before he stretched a little and came over to sit down next to me.

"In a week's time, we'll be working in different units. Don't think about all that! What does your heart want?" I closed my eyes and laid down, sliding a hand under my head. I felt a hand slide over my stomach.

"My heart wants you!" I whispered. He lowered his head and he kissed me slowly. H moved so that he was laid on his side next to me, stroking my stomach.

"Then do what your heart wants, Damia. Don't worry about everything else, you are going to transfer to missing persons unit. Please, I need you in my life. Not just at work but in my personal life too." I looked at him as I kissed him. Slowly his fingers slid down to my hips, pulling me against him.

"I'll try, Jethro." Jethro stroked my face softly as he looked at me.

"Then we'll take it slow and try not to rush you. We'll move at your pace." I turned around so I was resting my back against his chest, softly stretching and pressing against his body.

"Put your food away, if you're staying. Turn the lights off and then come to bed." He kissed my shoulder then stood up and went to take care of his food. When he came back, I was laying on my back, watching him. He took off his shirt, pants and boxers and he slid under the covers with me. He started to kiss me slowly. I moaned softly as I slid my hands down his chest. He looked at me.

"Your pace. That's how we fast we'll go."

"You say that, as you get in to my bed naked, Jethro?" He slid his hand over my bare stomach, under my shirt, as he kissed me slowly and I moaned. He started to slowly undress me, he slid my shirt off and he kissed me softly.

"I'll let you join me." I moaned as both his hands moved up and down my arms, his fingers stroking the outside of my breasts. He lowered his head, taking my nipple into his mouth. I softly cried out. He started to nibble along my neck as he pushed my sweat pants down and he whispered against my ear.

"I am naked 'cause I need to make love to you. I need to feel myself buried in your hot pussy, Baby." People that knew Jethro at work would never think to hear him say this. He kissed down my stomach as he finished sliding my sweats off. He laid on his side again, next to me, and we kissed slowly. My fingers slid down and over his cock. He was already hard. He groaned in my ear, softly.

"Don't stop! I am so damn hard and your hands stroking me feels so good." I softly cried out as he took my hard nipple back in his mouth and he softly suckled on it while stroking my stomach. I pushed him on his back and I kissed him slowly. He slid his hands down my body and I moved against him, I kissed my way down his chest. I made it down to his stomach and then my lips wrapped around the head of his cock. He tried to thrust up, but my hands on his hips stopped him, he groaned.

"Damia!" I swiped my tongue around the leaking head of his cock. He tasted bitter but good. I stroked along his balls as I sucked on him, he ran his hands through my hair as he began to softly thrust into my mouth. I started to bob my head and he groaned. "Babe, you're going to make me cum."

He sat up and eased me up so that I was sitting on my knees, his lips slide along my neck as he continued to groan softly.

"I don't want to cum yet, Baby." My knees were spread as his finger massaged my clit and I whimpered against his ear. "But you can cum for me."

He stroked my swollen clit, I was slick against his fingers and I couldn't stop myself from moving against his finger as I moaned softly.

"Jethro, don't stop, please." He laid me on my back and he kissed down my body until he took my clit in his mouth. He started to flick it with his tongue as I felt his fingers stroke my asshole softly. Then he moved his hand and started to finger my pussy slowly and I began to move against his fingers. I whimpered wildly and he lifted up and kissed me. I felt his hard cock slide into me and I softly cried out as I immediately started to cum around his cock. We made love almost all night.

We dated until the baby was born, although by that time I had already been living with Jethro for about three months. When he asked me to marry him I had said yes. All my fear of being with him was gone. Didn't mean we weren't still going to have hurdles to overcome, but we'd do it together. Through all the years, he kept his word, he was his son in all ways. He treated him that way. He didn't care that he had been conceived during rape.

I quit working to raise my son and when he was two I became pregnant again. This time, it was Jethro's and I gave birth to our son. Another two years later, I had a daughter and our family was complete. Three was enough for anyone. We had a house full now, we had two boys and one girl, as well two dogs. It was a hectic life but we loved it.

~Finished~