Abby & McGee – Cold Case, Hot Lab. Chapter 1.

Steamy NCIS fantasy. MATURE CONTENT. Strong language, rough consensual sex.

Character pairing for this story was changed from my original idea, to keep the smut fresh.. :-)

All my stories have random timelines, usually unconnected plots.

McGee's desk cam beeped into action. interrupting a data search on his latest case review-

It was Abby.

"Hey, Abby- what can I do you for?" Tim greeted her, feigning interest.

A - "Timothy", she beamed. "I need you, in the lab. STAT".

M- " What for-?" he started to ask, but the feed had already cut off,

Oh, Abby. Always so lively, whatever the time of day.. She REALLY needs to cut down on the caff-pow,,

This was curious, though. Abby usually called Gibbs, with any update or requests. But the boss was away with Ziva, protecting a witness, and Tony was in MTAC, so it seemed that he was last choice, today..

He stood up and had a stretch, then sauntered down the basement, to see Abby standing at a far desk. Strong afternoon sun beamed through the high windows, against her lab coat, creating a halo of sorts, around her (braless?) curves.

"What's up, Abby?"

Turning to face him, she slowly pulled the coat pop-fasteners apart, showing her naked form underneath- bar some sheer stockings and suspenders, which perfectly framed her dark pubes.

"Wowsa", Tim gasped, coyly shielding his crotch. The growing bulge was quickly making it obvious, that he was very pleased to see her.

A- "I need you to examine my, er, evidence, Timothy", she pouted, now jiggling her pert breasts-
They seemed quite large, on her tall yet slender frame.

M- "Wha-?"

A- "I know you've been working HARD, this week. And now, it's time to DE-BRIEF me".

M- "But, you- you're not wearing any panties?"

"You know what I mean, McGee. Get over here", Abby demanded.

McGee looked around nervously, as he approached. Abby hit a remote, and the lab doors hissed shut. They were now alone. Trapped?

"Oh, boy. Girl. Er, woman. ALL woman", McGee stuttered.

Abby flicked the tails of her lab coat up, leaning back against the metal desk. Her pierced nipples reacted to her bare bum touching the cold surface, and were now quite stiff.

"Get over here, and on your knees, McGeek. I want you - NEED you – to fill me up!"

McGee was surprised by Abby's directness, but was very willing to comply. Abby grinned as she noticed his rather obvious erection, poking through his trousers- She will be taking care of that too, soon enough..

Now at eye level with her groin, McGee saw she also had a piercing through her clitoris- topped by a tiny, heart-shaped jewel.

A- "Say hellooo, to Christina".

M- "You gave it a name?"

A- "Why not? Don't you call your dick anything?

M- "Erm, maybe 'little Timmy', when I was a kid.. But it's NOT little now, you see, becau-"

"- I know", Abby interrupted. "Ziva told me all about it".

M- "She did what? When?"

A- "She told me, after every time you shagged her, Tim- That's what us girls do, when we're
in the toilets, together.."

McGee's jaw dropped, caught off guard by her sexual candour. And also the revelation that Ziva was sharing such details of their (he thought) secret liaisons, which seemed to be getting more serious, several months on since she and Tony had split..

Abby drew him closer, pressing her groin into his open mouth. "Ziva has approved of this, while she is away- now, do your thing".

Tim darted his tongue around her sweet mound, gaining soft moans from above. As he grazed against her piercing, she gasped even louder.

"Oh god, do more like that, McGee!"

As his tongue delved deeper, he reached round to twang her suspender straps. Abby arched her back, groaning louder with each lick, and the delicious sting of elastic snapping on her skin.

Grabbing at McGee's hair, Abby struggled to stay upright, her legs quivering at every thrust.

Tim was fully hard now, and wanted more.

He kissed Abby on her belly, moving up to nibble on each breast, as he stood to unzip his trousers.

"Turn around, Abby".

"What if I don't?" Abby teased, between heavy breaths.

"Large package incoming", McGee smirked, as he kicked off his trousers and underpants, freeing his throbbing penis.

"Fuck, me", Abby exclaimed, in wide-eyed admiration. She had never seen anything, so long. Except maybe at that place, in Iceland.. (A/N- penis museum, look it up!).

"I intend to", said Tim, feeling quite brazen now as he spun her round, and pushed her over the desk, and discarding his shirt.

"Come on, then", Abby said hungrily, wiggling her firm bum against his proud member.
Her coat had bunched up to one side, and also slipped off one shoulder, showing her spider web tattoo.

McGee eyed her up and down.

"Ooh, a dolphin tattoo, as well now? Ziva has the same, but not on her bum.."

A- "I know- we did one on each other. Now, just get on with it".

McGee slid his length between her thighs, nudging against her wet lips. Abby gasped as he finally entered, taking him up to the hilt.

McGee grabbed at her lab coat, pulling it up over her arms, and tossed it aside.

Abby felt so exposed, and vulnerable now (but in a good, hot way). She gripped a low shelf for balance, but also to stop her head from banging into the wall, as McGee pumped away.

Between thrusts, Abby shouted over her shoulder- "You're a beast.. Timothy.. No wonder.. Ziva raves.. about.. you.."

"Shut up, about Ziva", McGee retorted, slapping Abby's thigh, before reaching round to tweak her nipples.

"Ow. That hurt", Abby playfully protested, although it had turned her on even more.

This was a totally different side to McGee, that she had never imagined- A side that no one ever gets to see, in the office.

She liked it. A LOT..

chapter 2 follows...