Ok, didn't take as long as last time. Go me!

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"Make love to Gibbs. I need you. Please?"

Gibbs lifted his head to kiss her hard and fast and then pulled away. "I can't take you upstairs with you still lying on top of me."

Abby was off of him in a flash, kicking free of the comforter she had brought down from the guest bed. Once she was on her feet she offered her hand to pull Gibbs up off the couch and with him on his feet she tried pulling him towards the stairs.

With a quick tug, Gibbs had Abby stumbling back towards him. He pulled her into a gentle kiss, and ran one hand down her back, over the curve of her hip to her thigh where gripped and pull her leg up to his waist. Abby caught what he wanted her to do, and jumped up to wrap her legs around his waist. She quickly pulled out of the kiss and looked at him. "You sure this doesn't hurt you?"

"I'm fine now, Abby. No more pain." Gibbs waited for her to kiss him again, and certain that she knew she wasn't hurting him, he started towards the steps. He was halfway up when Abby's lips traveled from his to his ear. She was breathing heavily as she told him how much she loved him and then nipped at his earlobe. He tried to focus on getting up the stairs when all he wanted to do was push her against the wall and pull down the shorts she was wearing. He didn't know if he could make it to the bedroom.

He finally reached the threshold of their bedroom and stepped inside, using his heel to shut the door behind them. There was no particular reason to shut the door, just habit. He carried her to the bed and lay her down. He gave her a few seconds to scoot backwards so that she was in the center before he followed her and straddled her hips. He leaned forward to kiss her, his hand balling in the fabric of the oversized tee she was wearing. He worked it up her sides and then pulled back from the kiss letting her arch up to slip it over her head.

After the shirt had been tossed aside, Gibbs focused on his second task at hand. She had left her bra on, creating an extra barrier between him and his goal. He lifted her slightly to work his hand underneath her to unhook her bra. It joined the shirt on the floor. Abby studied his face as he studied her – the pleasure evident in his eyes as his gaze traveled from her eyes to her breasts. He leaned forward and started with her collarbone, licking and kissing his way across.

He mouthed his way down her ivory skin, careful not to leave a mark. He liked to mark her as his own, but usually kept it to her shoulder or her neck so she was forced to wear a turtle neck or a scarf to keep it covered. It never ceased to put a smile on his face, no matter the caseload, when he saw her with her lab coat buttoned up to her neck.

He continued to mouth his way down to one of her pert nipples, rolling it gently between his teeth and flicking it with his tongue. Abby groaned and tried to move under him, but the weight of his body on her hips, and his hands at her shoulders kept her from moving much. She settled for running her fingers through his hair, scraping her nails along his scalp. Her eyes drift shut as his mouth moved and repeated his actions over her other stiff point.

Gibbs pulled back and smiled at the sight. Her eyes were closed, a slight smile tugging at the corner of her lips. He used his fingers to tilt her face to the side and let his tongue trace the lines of the spider web covering the side of her neck.

"Gibbs…" Abby purred.

He waiting until she was facing him again before covering her lips with his. "hmm..?"

"Mmm." Abby's eyes fluttered as she tried to focus on his face. "N-need you."

"Need you too, Abbs." Gibbs leaned over her for another kiss before moving off her body, sliding her shorts and panties down as he moved.

Abby opened her eyes and propped herself up on her elbows to look at Gibbs standing at the end of the bed. He was gazing appreciatively over her body as he unbuttoned his polo and then pulled it and his undershirt off in one. Abby watched at Gibbs worked his belt buckle and then gave him a devilish smile as her hand drifted down to her hip and then slipped between her thighs.

"Gonna start the party without me?" Gibbs raised an eyebrow. Abby bit back a laugh when she noticed he seemed to move faster as he worked he pants and then boxers down his legs. He straightened up, his arousal already beginning to leak, slapping against his stomach as he moved back onto the bed.

Leaning forward he dipped his tongue into her bellybutton and then inhaled; the scent of her sex was already heavy in the air. He pulled her hand from between her legs and sucked her two wet fingers into his mouth, licking them clean. He ghosted his fingers over her hips and up her sides to her ribs, relearning every inch of her body.

Kissing her hip bone, he grinned against her skin as her knees fell outward, inviting him towards her core. He was achingly hard, but he needed just a taste. Just one.

Abby's legs jerked at the first touch of his tongue. She hadn't expected it, but she wasn't about to say no. She cried out as his tongue centered on her clit and then relaxed against the sweeping motion of his tongue across her wet folds. Twisting her fingers into the sheets, Abby whimpered as his tongue stabbed into her. "Gibbs…"

Gibbs nipped at her inner thigh before slowly kissing up the length of her body, pausing to give extra attention to the places that he knew made her moan; just below her belly button, the bend of her arm, the base of her throat and finally just below her ear.

Abby moaned and tried to shift her hips when she felt his erection pressing against her thigh. Gibbs captured her lips once more and allowed Abby to guide him towards her entrance. He pushed his way inside, slow and deliberate. They took a moment to breathe, both breathing heavily as their bodies adjusted to the sensation.

Abby recovered first and bumped her hips up against his, a grin on her face when he pulled back to look at her.

"Trying to hurry me?"

"Mm." Abby pushed up against him again. "We didn't take our time the past few weeks to… take our time, did we?"

Abby couldn't contain the giggle at the shit-eating grin that spread across Gibbs face at her question. She loved when he smiled like that; it was something that rarely, if ever, happened at work. He smiled at her a lot, but it took a bit of effort for him to completely relax into such a wide grin.

Gibbs dipped his head and quieted her giggle with a kiss and at the same time rocked his hips down against hers. With the first few thrusts, Gibbs tried to take his time, long, powerful thrusts, giving her a brief moment to recover between each push. As he felt his own orgasm draw near, his mind grew cloudy and his release seemed just out of reach, no matter the angle or speed in which he entered her. Memories of making love to Shannon and then waking to find himself clutching a pillow frightened him. He opened his eyes with a gasp, a pillow in his arms. No, no this can't be happening, he thought. He couldn't be going through this. He couldn't have lost her. Not Abby too. His hips continued to thrust and his vision cleared. Abby was still below him, her eyes heavy with lust. She was still there. She was okay.

He dropped his head, pressing his face to her neck and inhaling her scent. His hips stilled as he clung tightly to her, convincing himself that she was really there.

"Don't stop Gibbs, please don't stop."

He didn't need to be told twice. Everything he'd been through told him that he never knew if it was the last time he'd make love to her. He wasn't about to waste his time. He pressed his lips to hers, nipping at her lower lip in the process.

Abby took the change of pace in stride, wrapping her legs around him, clinging tightly to him. Her hands were clammy as she gripped at his back, a slight sheen of sweat making it difficult to get a good hold.

Gibbs shuddered as her nails scraped over his shoulder, the pain fading into a soft tingle and then into warmth as her palms smoothed over his skin. He reached down to grip her thigh, pulling her closer, holding her in place as he drove forcefully into her compliant and willing body. Abby arched against him, crying out and muffling herself against his shoulder.

He could feel her body tremble below him as she teetered on the edge of release, each thrust pushing, pulling her towards relief.

Gibbs wasn't there yet, not quite. His thoughts had pulled him back from the edge, but the fire at the base of his spine was still strong and he knew he wouldn't be far behind her. "Abby," he panted. "Come for me, Abbs."

Abby shook her head, unable to speak. She was waiting for him and it was taking all of her effort to do so.

One of his arms wrapped around her, his hand coming up to grip at the back of her neck. The hand gripping at her thigh held her tighter. He knew he was likely bruising her, he didn't think she'd care. "Mmm, Abbs. So close."

Abby held onto her control with a slippery embrace as she felt him swell. It was when Gibbs bit her shoulder that she finally let go.

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TBC…