"Boss! I just wanted to tell you—" Tony began.
"McGee already told me, Tony. It's late, go home." Gibbs replied, grabbing his Carhartt coat, Abby in close pursuit, all ready to go.
"Yeah, uh, Abby…whatchya doing up here? Thought you went home." Tony asked, wondering why Abby was following Gibbs like a lost puppy.
"Oh, that's right, I forgot to ask you, Tony. Is it okay if I take her home, boss?" Gibbs asked sarcastically.
"Um…"
"Go home, Tony." Gibbs replied, walking away, Abby with him. Abby turned around just before the elevator, waved, smiling. Tony waved back, smiling sheepishly. She stepped in the elevator after Gibbs, the doors closing.
Tony grabbed his things, shut his computer off, and made his way to the elevator. He flipped the light switch, shrouding the room in darkness. Before stepping into the elevator, he remembered something. Carefully making his way through the dark, he stopped at Ziva's desk. He cared about her a lot more than he would ever admit. Sighing, he grabbed a sticky note and wrote, "Happy Valentine's Day" on it, and stuck it to her computer monitor. He smiled, and walked back to the elevator.
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It wasn't very late when they got to Gibbs' house; light was still shining faintly through his windows. Abby sighed happily. As empty as his house was, there was this warm, comforting feeling to it.
"Something wrong, Abby?" Gibbs asked, noticing how quiet she was being.
"No, it's just… I've come to your house for so many reasons before. And now I'm here just… because." She ended with a smile.
"I like it when you're here just because." He replied, reaching for her coat. She handed it to him, her eyes locking with his. Abby held the stare for a few seconds before looking away, her cheeks flushed rosy pink. If there was ever a time she wasn't sure of herself, it was now.
"Abby—"
"Gibbs, normally, in this kind of a situation, I'm as cool as they come… but with you, I'm different. I'm a mess." Abby said, turning back to him.
Jethro took her hands, speaking softly, "Abs, there's nothing to be afraid of."
"It's not that I'm afraid!" She replied, emotion filling her voice.
"Abby, you mean…a lot to me. I just want you to be okay." His fingers intertwining with hers, he pulled her close.
"Please?" He smiled.
She felt a change. The worry disappeared, replaced by immense calm. His words soothed her. What a man this silver fox was. She smiled again, pressing her lips against his. He pushed himself against her, adrenaline surging through his body at her touch. She peeled back his blazer, leaving his long-sleeved, button-up shirt and a white tee.
"Gibbs, you have way too many shirts on." Abby breathed, pulling back and looking him over.
"You going to do something about that, Ms. Sciuto?" He replied gruffly, his voice turning her on.
Abby growled sexually, taking the top button in her hands and slipping it through the button hole. She continued all the way down, holding Jethro's eyes until the last button gave way. She tugged at his sleeves, the shirt falling loosely to the floor. Sliding her hands up his bare arms, then back down his sides, she gripped the cotton fabric that made up the last thing between her and his skin. Her eyes still not leaving his, she pulled the shirt up, his arms moving, over his head. Abby tossed the shirt away, lightly grazing her fingernails down his chest.
"Very nice, Special Agent Gibbs." Abby said seductively.
Jethro only smirked, his arms suddenly swinging under her legs, carrying her up the stairs to his bedroom. He set her down just before the closed door, grabbed her hand, and pulled her inside. Gibbs turned Abby around, facing her right up against the closed door. He lifted both of her hands above her head, holding her there, pressing himself into her.
He reached down and pulled Abby's shirt over her head. She felt the clasp of her black and hot pink bra come loose, and he pulled that off, too. She gasped as he lowered himself to her bare skin. He kissed her softly, all along her shoulders, gliding between them. Slowly, he kissed and caressed her silky smooth back.
"Ohhh… Gibbs…" Abby moaned, writhing under him. He ground into her again, his lips hovering over her ear just as they had weeks ago.
"Yes… Abby?" He groaned. She moaned again as his lips moved to her exposed neck. His hands slid from hers to her perfect little pigtails, slowly and gently pulling them out, dropping the ties. He brushed her hair over just as she turned her head, their lips meeting in a sensuous kiss. Her body curved to face him; she took his wrists in her hands, pushing him onto the bed, grinning, and climbed on top of him. Abby took his earlobe in her mouth, slowly sucking on it. He bit back a groan as she blew softly into his ear, nearly sending him over the edge.
"God, Abs." Gibbs swallowed, subdued.
She sat up, straddling him, her fingers undoing his belt and pulling it out of the loops. She worked on his zipper gingerly, eager to get him out of his clothes. She still had her skirt on, even her boots, but not for long, he decided. His hands pulled at the zippers on both boots and they fell to the ground with a thump.
Abby laughed lightly, having undone his slacks, she slid them and his boxer-briefs down, her body following. She slipped his shoes off, the clothes spilling to the floor. She worked her way back up, bestriding him again, feeling his erection pushing into her. His hands skimmed up her legs, under her skirt. His fingers twisted the meager material, snapping it, and pulling them away from her.
"Gibbs! That was my favorite pair. They matched my bra." Abby pouted. He only looked at her, eyebrows raised, giving her a "what-can-I-do-about-it-now?" look.
Abby just grinned, leaning towards him, taking his lips in hers. Her hands slid up his chest, resting there. He gripped the bed sheets in his hands, feeling her heat, he could barely contain himself. Feeling an animalistic urge deep inside, he gripped her shoulders, and flipped her over, taking her by complete surprise.
"Gibbs." Abby exhaled.
He groaned, pulling her farther up the bed, he turned his attention to her beautiful breasts. He flicked his tongue over her taut nipple, sending spasms of pleasure throughout her body. Her hands mussed his silver hair, the hair that had enticed her from the day she'd met him. He bit down delicately, carefully. She cried out in lust, her desire to feel him inside of her overwhelming.
"I… I need you." She sighed softly.
"I'm right here, Abs." Jethro replied, kissing his way up to her eager mouth.
"Now." She demanded.
Growling passionately, he covered her mouth with his. Slowly, but surely he pushed himself all the way inside of her. He pulled back out and thrust into her again, harder this time, emotion reigning over him. Abby arched her back against him, ecstasy coursing through her. His breathing erratic now as he thrust deep, hard, and fast. Her nails pierced his back, marring his golden skin with red scratches.
"Uhh, Abby." He grunted, kissing her roughly.
"Gibbs!" She yelled, feeling herself coming close.
"Tell me you're mine." He commanded huskily.
"I'm yours." She replied, biting her lip.
"Tell me!"
"Oh God, Gibbs! I'm yours! All yours!" She panted, shaking uncontrollably.
"Mine! You're mine!" He shouted, coming undone.
Waves of pleasure washed over the pair as they sailed into bliss together. Gibbs nearly collapsed on top of Abby, but instead he rolled over to the side of her. Abby unzipped her skirt, pulling it off, dropping over the side of the bed. Breathing too hard for words, Gibbs looked over to Abby, smiling. She smiled back, scooting closer to him, wanting to feel his hot, glistening skin against hers.
"That… was… amazing." Abby said, breathing after each word.
"Yeah." Jethro nodded.
"Ugh, I'm just drained now."
"Why don't you get some sleep, Abs, we've still got work tomorrow."
"Mmm, good idea." She replied, turning on her side. She reached back, searching for his arm. Finding it, she grabbed it, and pulled it over top of her. He wrapped his other arm around her, settling in.
"Good night, Abby." Gibbs whispered softly.
"Good night, Gibbs." She whispered back.
"Abby?"
"Yeah?"
"Thank you."
"You're so welcome."