Fathers' Day
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Chapter 36 – Welcome Home
Wednesday evening saw Gibbs at the airport, waiting not so patiently for Abby's flight to land. When he saw her familiar dark-haired pig-tailed figure appear through the doors, his chest tightened at the wide smile that spread over her face when Abby spotted him.
As she rushed towards him, Gibbs marvelled once again that he was the one who could put that joyful smile on her face.
When Abby reached him, dropping her case at his feet, she threw herself at him, arms looping round his neck as Gibbs hugged her back tightly, burying his head in her neck and breathing in her familiar perfume, pressing a brief kiss to her skin.
When Abby pulled back, Gibbs saw her eyes flick between his eyes and mouth as if she wanted to kiss him. But with a teasing smile, she leaned in to merely kiss his cheek... although he still felt a jolt go through him as her lips brushed his skin softly, her cheek nuzzling affectionately against his face.
He had the same urge to kiss her... preferably senseless and pin her to the nearest horizontal or vertical surface but this was neither the time nor the place.
"Let's get outta here." Gibbs picked up Abby's case and wrapped an arm round her shoulders as they turned to go.
Abby slid an arm round his waist, leaning into Gibbs as much as she could, trying to suppress the urge to crawl all over him.
As they walked rapidly in the direction of his car, Gibbs kept glancing at her face, loving the sparkle in her green eyes and the smile curving her full lips.
The rest of Tuesday and Wednesday had passed agonisingly slowly, and while Gibbs had been relieved not to catch a case that would interfere with their weekend plans, working on cold cases only left him more restless. So his temper had not been much improved, as his team would testify.
They'd taken to actively avoiding him by the time Wednesday afternoon had arrived, and he'd been tempted to tie them to their desks to stop them finding increasingly inventive excuses to leave the bullpen.
He'd spoken to Abby on Tuesday night and they'd talked for a while, about everything and nothing, and he'd been able to reassure her nerves when Abby asked if the team had really enjoyed her presentation and weren't just being polite. She'd said she'd been touched that everyone had either sent her texts or emails anyway with their congratulations, and Ducky had also called her, but typical Abby... she still doubted herself.
When they reached his car in a corner of the airport parking lot, Gibbs ushered Abby into the passenger seat before slinging her case in the trunk. As soon as he settled into the driver's seat, Gibbs felt hands grabbing his T-shirt and found himself pulled into an eager, hungry kiss. He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her back with equal desperation.
When they broke for air, Abby murmured against his mouth, her sultry tone making his heart rate increase. "Hey there, Marine."
Gibbs brushed his thumbs across her cheeks. "Hey yourself."
Abby tugged on his lower lip, teasing with her tongue before tearing her mouth away with a soft moan, resting her forehead against his. "God, I could eat you."
Gibbs chuckled. "They not feed ya on the plane, Abbs?"
"Nothing as tasty as you are," Abby assured him, smiling, bumping his nose playfully. "I'm tempted to drag you into the back seat... coz I don't wanna wait. I really, really need to get you naked... and soon."
"You'll get us arrested." Gibbs slid a hand to the back of her neck, squeezing gently. It was taking all his willpower not to let his hands wander, but he wasn't into giving a show in the parking lot.
"I know..." she giggled softly. "Dark as it is, it'd be just our luck that security would choose now to do a sweep of the parking lot and catch us fogging up the windows. But you know how much I love this car and one day I'm gonna fulfil at least one fantasy, and I'm gonna climb on top of you in that back seat."
Gibbs groaned, eyes closing as vivid images flashed across his mind. "You got that one too, huh?"
"Oh yeah... but as this is way too public, take me home, before I can't control myself," Abby murmured, brushing a feather light kiss across his mouth. Gibbs grinned at her use of the word 'home' and gave her a brief, hard kiss in return before turning to start the engine.
As he drove, Gibbs was conscious of Abby's hand on his thigh as her fingers stroked gently, tantalisingly up and down his leg, a little nearer his groin each time. He shifted in the seat, growling her name, and heard that infectious giggle that only worsened his rising arousal, his jeans growing ever tighter.
Gibbs glanced over at Abby, enjoying the teasing curve of her lips, the desire in her eyes. She knew exactly the effect she was having on him.
"You tryin' to kill me, Abby?"
"Well, that would disrupt the plans I have for you," Abby murmured, virtually squirming in her seat at the intense heat in his eyes. She turned slightly in her seat, drinking in the sight of his face as it was lit by the passing streetlights.
She removed her hand from his leg but couldn't relinquish contact. She needed to touch him, so she contented herself with resting a hand on the back of his neck, playing with the short silver hairs, nailing scraping slightly.
It may only have been just over three days but time had dragged. Despite enjoying her conference, she'd missed Gibbs... even more than she thought she would.
"It would, huh?" Gibbs replied, grinning. He had a few plans of his own... most of them involved taking Abby to bed and not letting her out of it till they had to leave for Stillwater Friday morning.
The look Abby threw him was full of promise. "Oh yeah."
The phone sex Monday night had been hot... and although it had taken the edge off, it had barely blunted her desire for him. She'd replayed their phone sex in her head... in the shower... in her hotel bed on Tuesday evening, her sensitive flesh tingling as she basked in the memory of his warm intense voice.
She'd spent the flight home giving her imagination free rein, so by the time the plane landed, Abby was almost vibrating in her seat in anticipation. Even being without Gibbs for only a few days had left her aching for him... craving his touch, his feel and taste.
As much as she'd loved Gibbs for years, it still took her by surprise how much he'd taken over her thoughts. Their relationship was moving along faster than any other she'd had and that was taking some getting used to. Maybe that was one advantage of being friends first... they'd done all the hard work of getting to know one another already.
Even for him the journey home was fast and Gibbs grabbed her case from the trunk as Abby headed for the door. No sooner had the front door closed behind them than they reached for each other.
Gibbs pulled her close to capture her mouth in a demanding kiss, holding her head still as he lost himself in her sweet taste as she pressed against him.
He'd wanted to go slow, to reacquaint himself with those curves he'd been dreaming about for the last few nights, but found he was torn between savoring a long, drawn out reunion and taking her hard and fast against the nearest wall.
But the minute Abby moaned into his mouth and her hands began tugging at his clothes, he lost it... along with his T-shirt.
When her mouth closed over his nipple and she pushed him firmly against the wall, Gibbs let his head fall back, growling her name. Abby grinned against his skin as she felt a rush of heat go through her body in response to his rough voice.
As Gibbs spun them to pin her against the wall, restraint flew out of the window and clothes were shed in a desperate fumbling flurry as hands explored bare skin as soon as it was revealed. Abby giggled as strong fingers tugged on her already soaked lace panties, feeling them rip as they were torn away.
They both shuddered at the first heated skin on skin contact, her fingers gripping his hair as the friction overloaded her senses. Abby pulled his head down into a deep frantic kiss, senses spinning as he dominated her mouth.
When they broke for air, breathing hard, Gibbs pulled one of her legs over his hips, rocking against her wet heat. He was so hard, it was almost painful, his whole body throbbing with need.
Abby reached down to wrap a hand round his length and he jerked into her hand, groaning against her neck as he suckled on the pulse point. When his fingers slipped between her legs to return the favor, Abby pressed a line of nipping kisses along his collarbone to his shoulder, grinding down against his hand as Gibbs teased her.
Her breathing became ragged as his talented fingers sent a rush of pleasure along her nerve endings and Abby gasped into his skin. "No more teasing, Jethro. Need you... now."
Bracing her hands on his shoulders when Gibbs lifted her, Abby wrapped her legs round his waist as he lined up and pushed inside her steadily, both groaning at the feeling of being joined again.
Gibbs watched her flushed face as Abby bit her lip, eyes heavy lidded with lust, her breathing shallow and fast. He felt a surge of masculine satisfaction that he was the cause.
Bracing them both against the wall, Gibbs cupped her ass and began moving steadily. Abby rocked her hips in time to his strong thrusts, both sensing they were not going to last very long.
Her hands moved over every inch of warm skin Abby could reach, her mouth seeking his almost blindly in wet open mouthed kisses as she began clenching around him... the expression on his face, desire in his eyes and the corded muscles in his neck as he strained into her, pushing her over the edge as much as the friction exactly where she needed it.
Throwing her head back, Abby cried out, almost sobbing his name as she came, her fingers digging into his shoulders as her vision blacked out, sensations racing through her body. He continued driving into her and was soon groaning into her neck, his rhythm stuttering as his own orgasm rushed in fast.
As Gibbs fought to keep them upright against trembling knees, Abby clung to him as they rode out the aftershocks. Resting their foreheads against each other, they breathed into each other's mouths, lips slowly brushing, clinging, sliding, savoring as the world righted itself.
"Welcome home, Abbs," whispered Gibbs, nuzzling against her face. He slipped gently out of her, arms braced on the wall either side of her head as her legs dropped from around his waist.
Abby's mouth curved in a languid smile, as she slid her fingers into the short hair at the back of his neck, her voice almost a purr. "That's what I call a welcome home." She paused and giggled as a throat struck her. "And we've christened the hallway."
He grinned, kissing her neck and licking a path to her ear, feeling a shiver go through her as he murmured against her skin. "So we did. Let's take this upstairs."
"Mmm," agreed Abby, stealing a kiss before releasing him. She began gathering their clothing from where it lay scattered to all corners of the hallway. She giggled as she held up the ruined remnants of her lace panties. "This could get expensive, Jethro."
His grin was cocky and unrepentant. "I'll buy ya as many as ya need, Abbs."
"And hopefully rip them off me too," Abby returned his smile as she sauntered up to him, drawing his face down into a teasing, lazy kiss.
Raising his head when the kiss came to a natural end, Gibbs smirked as he took in her closed eyes and dreamy smile. He leaned in and whispered against her mouth. "Let's go to bed."
Gibbs carried her case upstairs, dumping it by the bed. They moved around one another in the bathroom, Abby taking longer so by the time she entered the bedroom, Gibbs was lying back on the pillows, arms behind his head. He watched her as Abby moved towards the bed, wishing this was a sight he could see every night.
Abby paused by the end of the bed, feeling a tingle go through her body at the sight of him lying there... all contained power and a fantasy in every inch. The muscles in his shoulders were bunched with the way his arms were raised and her eyes ran on down his broad chest and still trim stomach to his strong thighs.
When she raised her eyes again, it was to meet his amused gaze. "You finished?" he drawled.
She threw him a lazy smile. "Hey, I'm just going the scenic route."
"Get over here," he demanded and watched as she slid onto the end of the bed.
Crawling over him, conscious of his intense blue gaze, she moved slowly up his body, dropping random kisses on his skin as she headed north. He let his head fall back on the pillows, enjoying the silky brush of her hair and soft brush of her lips.
"Well, hello again..." Her voice was a husky purr. "Did you miss me, coz I sure as heck missed you."
Did she just...?
Gibbs looked down his body in time to see Abby place a gentle kiss on the still sensitive head of his sated cock, which twitched slightly at the light touch, causing her to giggle.
When her slow crawl eventually reached his face, Abby braced herself on her elbows, cradling his head in her arms, nuzzling his nose. "It's me again... just in case you weren't sure."
"Oh, I know who it is," he whispered, running his hands gently up her sides, feeling her hair brush his face, tickling his skin.
He indulged her as Abby pressed soft kisses over his face and neck till she arrived back at his mouth, nibbling on his lips, wondering if she'd ever get enough of the taste of him.
Abby lowered herself full length over his body, melting against his solid strength. Sensations sparked along her skin at the contact, even sated as she was. His arms wrapped round her securely and Abby felt a sense of contentment wash over her she'd rarely known before.
She felt like she was home.
Abby tucked her head into his neck, sighing against his skin as she brushed her lips along his throat. "Missed this... you feel so good. Missed you... so much. Didn't sleep well without you... even with our phone sex the other night."
"Missed you too, Abbs." He ran his hands lazily over her back, pressing his nose into her dark hair, feeling himself relax completely as her soft curves molded into him.
"Didn't expect to miss you so much... not like this. I just..." Abby abruptly broke off and buried her face in his neck and Gibbs felt the sudden tension in her shoulders.
"Hey..." Gibbs shifted and gently urged Abby onto her side so their faces were level on the pillow, bodies facing each other. He rubbed his hand reassuringly up her arm to her shoulder, and tilted her chin up so he could see her expression but she kept her eyes downcast. "Talk to me, Abbs," he murmured.
Abby flicked a glance up to his eyes and immediately away again. "It's okay, Jethro... don't wanna freak you out." She wanted to tell him, but was scared she was moving too quickly for Gibbs and was apprehensive about saying too much in case it made him feel under pressure.
Gibbs wrapped a hand round her neck, thumb stroking gently along her jawline, keeping his voice warm and reassuring, even while his stomach clenched at what could have triggered such a change in Abby's mood.
"Doubt ya could do that... this is only gonna work if we're honest, remember?" he reminded her, nudging her face up until he caught her gaze. "What's wrong?"
Her eyes widened and Abby shook her head as they gazed at one another. "Nothing... absolutely nothing's wrong. Sorry, I didn't mean to give you that impression and worry you, Jethro." She took a deep breath, gathering her courage. "It's just... everything's so right, it's kinda scary."
"Good scary or bad scary?" Gibbs asked quietly, searching her eyes as he tenderly brushed her bangs off her forehead.
Abby shifted closer to snuggle back into his arms, needing the contact, pressing a kiss to his chest. "Oh, good scary... totally, utterly good scary." She continued to whisper into his skin, keeping her eyes averted as she got it all out. "I missed you so very much... much, much more than I thought I would. I mean I knew I'd miss you miss you but the last few days, as much as I've enjoyed the conference, it felt like my right arm had been chopped off."
Gibbs tilted her face up and guided her mouth to his, kissing her softly. "Missed you too... more than I expected. Ducky told me I was being a bear the last couple of days."
She chuckled, propping her chin on his chest. "Does that mean poor Tony's got concussion by now too?"
He quirked his half grin. "Not yet, but it was a close run thing... for all of 'em."
Abby grinned. "Wow... even Ziva, huh?"
He returned her grin. "Oh yeah... thought she was gonna reach for a paperclip any minute."
Abby laughed delightedly, grateful he was making this easier for her by lightening the mood. Gibbs pulled her into another slow, warm kiss and she relaxed against him again when it ended.
After a few minutes of contented silence, she murmured. "Don't wanna be clingy, Jethro... coz I know you'd hate that," Abby raised her head, searching his eyes, finding the reassurance she needed to go on. "But you know you're everything to me, don't you? I just love you very much."
"Love you too, Abbs," Gibbs murmured, carding his fingers through her hair. "A lot."
He didn't feel nearly as uncomfortable saying that to Abby for only the second time as he'd expected. It said a lot about how at ease he felt with her... with them as a couple... and how much he trusted Abby not to stomp all over his heart.
One thing the past few days had brought home was how hard he'd fallen for her and one part of him was still wary that things were going so fast. But he couldn't ignore how right it felt... and to realize how deeply Abby felt too was both scary and warming.
Abby's smile could have powered DC. "That's okay then," she whispered.
Those few words from a guy who used them so sparingly were the equivalent of a rambling declaration from most men. It thrilled her that she didn't appear to be alone in her strong feelings, that it appeared he'd missed her too.
When he smiled back, she went on, wanting to lower the emotional tone, knowing he had his limits and not wanting to push them. "And now I think I'll be able to sleep... especially now I've got my pillow back."
Gibbs chuckled softly. "Glad I've got my uses." He lay there as she went into what he'd come to enjoy as her last bout of fidgeting before sleep as she nestled into his side, leg entwined with his, arm sliding around his waist, head resting on his chest. He stroked her hair lightly. "You need anything from your apartment before we leave on Friday."
"Nope..." Abby nuzzled into his skin, pressing a kiss to his chest. "As I think I've said before, I've got everything I need right here."
He pressed a kiss to her hair, folding his arms around her, squeezing gently. "We oughta leave early Friday morning... beat the traffic."
"Uh-huh," Abby agreed, raising her head to grin up at him. "Guess we'll need an early night then?"
He quirked his characteristic smile. "Any excuse to come to bed."
"Of course," she laughed softly. She tilted her head as a thought struck her. "Did you call Jackson... ask him what he wants me to bring with us?"
Gibbs nodded. "He said he didn't need anythin', Abbs."
Abby frowned slightly. "You sure?"
"Yeah," Gibbs confirmed, shrugging. When Abby still looked doubtful, he continued. "His exact words were, just bring that gorgeous woman with ya..." A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. "So when we've picked her up in the morning, we can get going."
Abby narrowed her eyes at him and before Gibbs could react, she'd grabbed the spare pillow and attacked him, and he was so busy laughing, it was a few minutes before he could pin both her wrists and her to the bed.
Her laughter eventually subsided and she smiled up at him, eyes sparkling with mischief, her lips in a mock pout. "Oh, now I've got to rearrange my pillow."
That triggered one of his rare crinkly-eyed, shit-eating grins that made her toes curl.
"Your pillow's got other ideas," Gibbs countered, and proceeded to kiss his way down her body until her giggles turned to gasps and moans as he buried his head between her legs.
TBC...