Gibbs had stayed up half the night working on the undercover case; though he never encountered Abby's alias. Semi-disappointed, he had retreated to the comfort of his basement for the remainder of the night. Sleep only occurred around 3 AM.
Abby had her own problems sleeping. She was too worked up and excited over the plan she and Ziva had concocted. Giving up on sleep, she got up and showered around 6 AM. She carefully laid out her outfit and took extra time in dressing. She was sure she would get her revenge today!
Gibbs carried his normal morning coffee, along with a Caf!Pow for Abby, as he headed down to her lab. The moment he got there, he was left speechless.
Abby had set a sort of trap so that she could "hear" when Gibbs was getting close. It worked. So when he crossed into the lab, she began the plan. First, she made sure the top three buttons on her crisp, white button-up top were left open. Then, she had chosen a black skirt that was one of her shortest to match the fantasy outfit Gibbs had described. Finally, she made sure she was bent over far enough he would get a good look at her ass when he entered.
"Oh! Good morning, Special Agent Gibbs. What brings you down here so early?"
"Uh…"
"Cat got your tongue?"
Abby had worn her black bra that gave her ample cleavage; therefore with the top buttons left open he had a very nice view. She walked slowly towards him, making sure to swing her hips and as she reached for her drink, she crossed her arms enough that her breasts were lifted.
"Thanks!"
She almost felt sorry for him, standing there without knowing what to say…almost! She made sure she was turned towards him as she took the straw between her lips. Never before had she been so blatantly obvious about relating a straw to something else she could wrap her lips around. She made eye contact with him as she licked her lips and then took more of the straw into her mouth.
"Mmmmm…"
If she had seen this in any other woman, she would have been tempted to smack her, telling her it was horribly degrading. However, Abby felt a sense of power as she watched his eyes follow the path her lips made on the straw; and his Adams apple go up and down as he swallowed. Finally, she drew the straw out from her mouth and licked her lips. Making sure she took her time in doing so. Then, she twisted around; pretending the little act she just performed had no effect on her (and was unintentional).
"Thanks for the morning refreshment. Nothing like something sliding down your throat first thing in the morning."
"Uh huh…"
"I should have the results of the DNA sample Tony brought up in an hour. You want me to bring them up, call or email them to you?"
"Whichever."
"Ok, I'll bring it up."
Abby flipped back around, still acting as if she had no clue the effect she was having on him. Only when she heard him leave her lab did she release the breath she had been holding.
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While Abby was relishing the power she had over Gibbs; he had to stop the elevator to regain composure. Watching her slip the straw in between her plump lips made him think of all the other things that could experience the same thing. Thank god he had worn dark pants which had become looser on him; otherwise his erection would surely be noticed by his team. Taking a few deep breaths, he restarted the elevator and rejoined his team.
"Something wrong, Agent Gibbs?"
"Nothing for you to worry about, Officer David. Where are we with the case?"
Gibbs tried to focus on what Tony and the others were telling him; yet all he could think about was her lips wrapped around his--
"Boss?"
"What, DiNozzo?"
"We were just…we're going to the Petty officer's home."
Despite himself, Gibbs flipped his screen on and peered into Abby's world. Little did he know she had also hacked into the system, so that it let her know when he was watching. He saw her shifting again on top of her stool. His breath caught once again as he watched her glance around, then slide her hand up her short skirt.
She looked beautiful; she was obviously heated with desire, her skin looked painted with a small amount of sweat as she drew her hand closer to the juncture of her legs. He watched (as his mouth hung open and dried out) as she used her other hand to cup her breast, bringing it in view of the camera. He swore he saw he mouth his name as she…
ring
"Yeah, Gibbs."
"Boss, we just found a body. The ID says it's FBI Agent Macney."
"Good work. I'll call Fornell."
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"Tobias?"
"Feeling better this morning, Jethro?"
"Tobias, funny you should call."
"Funny?"
"Yeah, I was about to call you. DiNozzo just informed me that we found one of your agents…he's lying on the table down with Ducky."
"I'll be right over. But I was calling to follow up on the other case."
"Oh?"
"I talked to Ms. Scuito yesterday, seems she was just as surprised to hear you were on the case as you were."
"Was she now?"
"She also sent me a list of possible suspects. I'll bring the list with me. Hopefully we can catch this son of a bitch before anyone else is hurt."
"See you in a bit."
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He had no clue what exactly he would say to her once he arrived, but he knew they were playing a very dangerous game. Obviously she had figured it all out, since Fornell told her he was assigned to the case as well. Once the elevator doors opened, he was greeted with her usual loud music.
"Gibbs! Bring me another Caf!Pow?"
He let his eyes show his emotions as he stepped closer into her body. He grabbed her arms, pulling her back into the area where the door actually shut. Slamming her against the wall, he felt a momentary twinge of guilt as her eyes widened and threatened to tear up.
"You are playing at a very dangerous game, Kinky-Goth8."
"Fornell told you?"
"Why didn't you come to me, Abs?"
"Why didn't you tell me, Semper-Fi16?"
"Touché; however, this ends now."
"Why? Too much for you, Special Agent Gibbs?"
He snapped, pushing her further into the wall, covering her body with his. He pressed his erection into her stomach and watched as her eyes closed and her chest heave.
"Oh, I think it's too much for you, little one."
"Never."
She then jumped up, knowing he'd catch her, and wrapped her legs around his waist. Before he could speak, she was grinding her hips against his, and jutting her breasts out in obvious wanting.
"Abby!"
"You can't tell me you don't want this. I know you do. You told me."
"That was different, I—"
"Thought I was someone else?"
She leaned in, smashing her barely covered breasts against his chest, licking his neck as she moved to whisper in his ear.
"I'm here, Gibbs. I want this…I want you."
She was met with him slamming her back once again against the wall, hard enough to make things shake. He took hold of her hips, shoving them down onto his raging hard-on. One he trapped her there, his other hand moved to bare her breasts to his eyes. She gasped as he ripped away the material separating them and stared at her cleavage.
"You don't know what you want, Abby. You certainly don't want this…stop playing with me. Otherwise, you'll end up sorry."
She was half gone in heat when he told her she wouldn't want him. Proving her point, she reached her hand in between them, cupping his erection.
"I think it's you, Special Agent Gibbs, who is afraid of letting go. Do you feel that? That's my hand cupping your dick. I want it…I need it…I dream about it inside of me, anywhere inside of me. You don't get to tell me what I do or do not want."
He couldn't help it when he body jerked more fully into her waiting hand. He gave up the pretense once she said the word 'dick'. Coming out of her hot mouth was all he needed. He grabbed her hips again, lifting her up and latched on to one of her waiting breasts.
"Oh god! Yes!"
He worked her nipple in and out of his mouth, sucking, licking and biting on it, before moving to the other cloth-covered one. He could feel how wet she was, amazed by the obvious desire he provoked in her. He moaned against her breast as she held his head into place.
"Harder. Gibbs, please, harder!"
He bit so hard he knew he's leave a mark; that thought alone spurred him on more, thinking about making her fully his.
"Fuck yes! Please…inside me, please!"
Somewhere inside of him something clicked. He realized he was about to fuck Abby for the first time, in her lab without even tasting her lips. Taking a few deep breaths, he slowed his actions and slowly dropped her to the ground.
"Wha—Gibbs?"
"Not here, Abs. Go back to work. We'll finish this later."
Then, he was gone. She sagged against the wall that he had slammed her up against, wondering how in the world he expected her to work after that.
