So I'm supposed to warn for either sex or char. Death right here, but I just can't remember which it is… hmm.

"Come on; let's go up for the night. It's getting late." Gibbs kissed her quickly and turned to put his tools away. He set the newly painted plane up on the shelf and then turned to take Abby's hand and lead her up the stairs. Once they left the basement, they headed in separate directions. Abby headed upstairs to begin her bedtime routine, washing her face, brushing her teeth and changing into her PJ's. Gibbs first headed to the kitchen to ready the coffee maker for when it automatically started at 6 am. He then checked that both the front and back doors were locked before he finally headed up the stairs after switching off the last of the lights.

Abby was just crawling in bed by the time Gibbs made it up the stairs. He hurried through his nighttime routine, eager to join her in bed, even if all they were going to do was sleep. He longed to get to know her more intimately, to feel her under his hands, but at the same time he understood why she was worried. There was nothing for her to worry about, but at the same time he couldn't blame her. The past 18 years of his life, the entire time that he'd know her, he'd lived his life mourning his wife and daughter. Holding her close the entire night would have to do until she was ready to move further.

Gibbs sat on the edge of the bed with a soft sigh and tugged his shirt overhead after pulling his sweats off, stripping down to just his boxers.

"It's weird."

"What is?" Gibbs put his arm out until Abby snuggled up to him.

"Being in your bed, with you. Every other time I've spent the night it's been in the guest room. Except that one time, but I was drunk and then you were a gentleman and slept in the guestroom."

"I'd rather you didn't sleep in the guest room anymore, but if that's what you want…."

"No, no, no." Abby snuggled closer. "I just never really imagined that it'd be possible that you'd want me. Well, until a few weeks ago, and then… well yeah, but now that I'm finally here and it's just all so surreal and I feel like I could wake up at any moment and-"

Gibbs leaned down and pressed his lips to hers, cutting off her mini-rant with a kiss. "You're in my bed. Get used to it."

"Oooh," Abby kissed his chin. "I like that idea, getting used to it. I like it a lot."

"Night, Abbs."

"I'm not sleepy."

"You will be when you wake up with only a few hours of sleep."

"True." Abby snuggled in closer, tucking her head under his chin. "But I can always nap on my futon while I wait for results."

"Sleeping on the job?"

"Yep." Abby kissed his collar bone. "Good thing no one is brave enough to say anything, and my boss is pretty chill about stuff like that."

Gibbs grinned into the darkness. "Oh is he?"

"He is." Abby continued with the kisses until Gibbs shifted.

"Abbs."

"Hmm?"

"As much as I love the kisses…"

"Dangerous territory?"

"Uh huh."

Abby kissed him one last time and then pulled back. It was difficult to see him through the dark with his back towards the window and the soft moonlight, but she could see the basic outline of his face, so she reached up and ran her fingers lightly along his cheek, his jaw, sighing happily when he turned his head to kiss her palm. "I really love you."

"Love you too, Abbs."

Abby let her fingers continue down his neck and out over his shoulders and down his arms. Her fingers wandered up his chest and she was surprised that he stayed so still, allowing her quiet exploration. She had always known him to be a man of action and assumed he'd be the same way in bed.

"I just want to take this, us, slow, okay? Because, I need to be sure this is what you really want, and that you're just not freaked out about the car accident. I can't… I can't have you and then lose you."

Abby thought about what she said, and knew that it was likely because of that, that he was staying so still. He respected what she had asked of him, and that was part of what she loved so much about him. He took what she said seriously, unlike others who called her childish due to her wardrobe, and treated her accordingly.

She linked her fingers with his and pulled herself closer; kissing his chest, up along his neck, across his jaw to his lips. He returned the kiss instantly, but it took a few minutes before he let his hands move to her body.

He memorized every curve of her body as he finally allowed his hands to explore. He didn't know how far Abby was willing to go, so he took things slow, and instead of urging her further, he took his time to enjoy what she offered. He nipped gently at her fingers as they traced the features of his face, smiling when he caused her to giggle.

Pulling his face back to hers, Abby kissed him and rolled back, pulling him over her.

"Ah – Abbs," Gibbs panted between kisses. "We need to slow this down if you want to-"

"But I don't want to wait, not anymore. I need you, Gibbs. I need you!" Abby pressed up against him. "I've always needed you."

"I'm here. Right here, Abbs." He brushed her bangs back before covering her face with soft kisses. "Right here."

Abby pushed him to his back and then straddled his hips. It was easier to see his face when he was on his back, before his back had been to the window, blocking the bit of moonlight, but now she could see him and the look of love and pleasure on his face put butterflies in her stomach. She watched as lust clouded his eyes as she pulled her sleep-shirt over her head and tossed it aside, not caring where it landed.

The combination of his hands, hot on her skin as he gripped her waist, and his lustful gaze as his eyes wandered over her body was almost too much and Abby dropped forward to snuggle against him, pressing her bare chest to his.

Gibbs ran his fingers up and down her back, tracing along her spine and at the same time pulling her closer, unable to get enough. Sliding his hands down, he slipped his hands under her shorts and underwear, cupping her ass gently. It urged her into kissing him harder and he took that as the okay to slowly work her shorts and underwear down her legs.

Abby rolled off of him as she watched her undergarments go flying across the darkened bedroom. She pressed her lips to his again as he worked his own shorts off and sent them in the same direction. "Giiiibbs," Abby encouraged again. "I need-" her plea was cut off when Gibbs plunged his fingers between her thighs.

Gibbs smiled at the moan that ripped from her throat and he moved closer to nibble along her shoulder, up along her neck and back to her lips.

When she turned her head away from him to cry out, he moved his fingers faster, pressing his thumb to her clit. "Let it go, Abbs," Gibbs encouraged. He still felt as though she was holding back, unsure if he really wanted her over Shannon and he had to make her realize that he had made his choice and she was it.

As he watched her come down from her high, he pulled her in close, ignoring his own need for release, and murmured reassurances against her damp skin.

Once she caught her breath, Abby turned in the circle of his arms and covered his chest with kisses in lieu of a thank you. His breath hitched in his throat when her hands ran down his stomach and wrapped firmly aro
und him. He tilted her face up to his, making eye contact as she stroked him before leaning down for kiss.

He didn't allow her finish him off; he let her bring him right to the edge before pushing her hands away, and rolling her to her back.

They were a fumble of movements and heavy breaths, and the moment that Gibbs finally entered her, Abby cried out in both pleasure and with emotion at finally being with the man she'd always wanted.

"Gibbs," Abby murmured. "Love you. So much."

Gibbs groaned as she wrapped herself around him, tilting her hips to welcome him deeper. They took their time touching every inch of reachable skin; kissing and nibbling and caressing.

By the end of the night, Abby was unsure of the orgasm deficit, but Gibbs seemed to be more than satisfied. And when he pulled her close, nuzzled against her neck and whispered that he loved her, she knew everything was the way it supposed to be.

TBC….

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