I Know You Can Feel This Too

A/N: I think this might be what you've been waiting for! It's taken him a while to act but it's usually fairly effective when he does...

Chapter 16 – Talking is Overrated

After a couple of dances with Fornell, plus one each with Ducky and Tony, during which she'd lost sight of Gibbs at the bar, Abby finally excused herself to go to the ladies room. She looked round for Gibbs as she made her way out of the ballroom but couldn't immediately see his striking figure or silver hair.

Passing an alcove on her way back, she looked up as a tall figure rounded the corner in front of her.

Abby just registered the flash of silver hair before she was grabbed and crowded into the alcove. She gave a yelp of surprise as Gibbs pushed her behind the tall plant occupying the front corner so they were out of sight of anyone passing by.

"Gibbs, we've got to talk."

Before Abby could gather her wits and utter another word, Gibbs had hooked a hand behind her neck and claimed her mouth in a kiss that knocked the breath from her lungs.

Desire surged through her as she tasted him for the first time.

Grabbing for his shoulders, Abby arched against him as she felt him press her against the wall with his body, kissing him back frantically.

Bracing one hand on the wall, Gibbs held her head steady as he dominated her mouth. Hearing her making soft mewing sounds in the back of her throat only intensified his need, and he felt his body reacting with a speed that surprised him.

If he didn't slow this down, he'd end up taking her against the wall right now and to hell with anyone who saw them. Abby deserved more than that. She deserved to be worshipped slowly and thoroughly... preferably in a large and comfortable bed. His kisses becoming slow and languid, Gibbs eventually pulled back to see Abby with her face flushed, green eyes dazed and hair slightly tousled.

God, she was intoxicating.

Trying to calm her pounding heartbeat, Abby drew in a deep ragged breath as he broke the kiss, "O-k-ay, I guess talking is overrated sometimes."

He braced his arms either side of her head, leaning close to murmur in her ear, his voice a low growl that sent a shiver down her spine, "That answer your question about what I want?"

"Well, yeah... and does this answer yours over whether it's you or Toby I want?"

Abby slid her arms round his neck and pulled his mouth down into another searing kiss, pouring everything she felt into it. She heard him groan into her mouth as he returned her kiss, tongues duelling and teasing.

Lust threatened to overwhelm her, her body humming with arousal.

When they broke for air again, Gibbs rested his forehead against hers, breaths mingling as he tried to calm down.

"Can't stand the thought of you with anyone else," he told her before trailing rough fingers across the soft skin of her shoulders, tracing the line of the choker, feeling her shiver at his touch.

"And I can't stand the thought of you with her either. We do... need to talk," Abby told him, running her hands down the front of his shirt, enjoying the feel of his muscles under her fingers.

"Thought you said talking was over-rated," he couldn't help teasing.

Gibbs bent his mouth to her neck, kissing his way to her tattoo, licking his way across it for the first time, her moan sending a jolt straight to his cock. Abby slid her hands round his back under his jacket, digging her nails into the strong muscles of his back, hearing him groan into her skin, thinking it was the hottest thing she'd ever heard.

"Gibbs... let me breathe," Abby gasped, trying to gather her disintegrating control through a haze of lust.

Gibbs raised his head from her neck and her insides flipped at the slow sexy grin he gave her. He smoothed his hands over the silky material of her dress, wrapping his arms round her to pull her flush against him.

She snuggled into his arms, relaxing into his embrace, enjoying the way he gently nuzzled her cheek and neck, in contrast to the almost rough intensity of his initial caresses... although the evidence of how much he was turned on was digging into her hip.

Not wanting to break the mood but conscious that anyone could walk past and see them, Gibbs cupped her face, thumbs stroking across her cheeks as he asked. "Can I see ya later, Abbs?"

She smiled up at him, "Come to my apartment after the dance. We can talk there."

He nodded and brushed another soft kiss over her lips. Now he'd begun kissing her, he couldn't get enough of her.

Before Gibbs could distract her again, Abby reminded him. "I have to talk to Toby, y'know. I was going to anyway but even more so... now. I've got to explain, Gibbs, it's not fair to him. I don't wanna hurt him."

As angry as he'd been with his friend these past few weeks, Gibbs could sympathize. He could imagine only too well how much it would hurt to be told Abby wasn't interested in anything other than friendship. He'd lived with the same thought for years.

So he reluctantly acknowledged. "No, Tobias doesn't deserve that. Do ya want me to talk to him?"

Abby laughed softly, shaking her head. "Last time you two talked, you nearly turned the elevator into a boxing ring, remember? No, I'd like to talk to him myself, I feel I owe him that much."

"Okay," Gibbs agreed, softly pressing another kiss to her mouth. "You'd better go first. I, er... I need to calm down." He gestured ruefully down at the evident bulge at the front of his pants.

"So I see," she murmured appreciatively, tempted beyond measure to run her hands over him.

She was feeling a trifle hot and bothered herself but at least her arousal didn't show. Abby settled for giving him a quick kiss before tenderly wiping off her lipstick from his mouth.

"I need to go and fix my hair and make-up too." She couldn't see what damage had been done, but she was sure her lipstick was smudged and her hair must be in disarray.

Abby left to return to the ladies room, throwing a beautiful smile at him over her shoulder as she left. Gibbs watched her move away before leaning his head against the wall, trying to calm down and think of anything other than the way she tasted and her soft curves under his hands.

TBC

A/N: I'm not done with them yet... but happy now?