A/N: An unexpected step into voyeurism leads to a deep and beautiful epiphany.
A little going out on a limb here - maybe more than one.
She watches Tim pull into the driveway, turn off his car and look over at Gibbs. Sees the older man look over and connect gazes with him from the swing on the front porch. A movement on the porch appears to catch Tim's eye and she watches him through her long range yet tiny video recorder as he blinks and refocuses on the older man when Gibbs settles back comfortably and sets his arm up on the back of the swing in an obvious invitation.
Without hesitation, Tim is out of the car and heading to the porch, sitting down beside the older man before she even remembers taking her next breath or panning the recorder in that direction. The super-sensitive microphone picking up every single whisper.
"Hi."
"Rough time?" Leroy asks quietly as he moves his arm.
Whoa! Did Gibbs REALLY just wrap Tim in a warm one-arm embrace?
"No. Actually, it was ….liberating."
"Which one?" The older man jokes.
Huh? Since when does their functional mute do that?
The recorder picks up both the sound of Tim's sigh and his next words. "They both came to see you didn't they?"
"Yup. Guessin' they took turns with us." Gibbs' answer comes with a grin! He's not even close to angry about it! So much for her grand scheme! Wait, what are they saying?
"…. to set her straight about us."
"How'd that go?"
"Pretty good. And at least that's over with. Right?"
As if hearing that wasn't enough of an unexpected turn of events, now she's shocked at the sight of him snuggling back and into Gibbs' embrace. Her mind nearly seizes up at this unmistakable picture. Wait! What? No way! She needs more proof!She opens her eyes again, once again watching and listening, just in time to catch an earful she won't soon forget!
"I'd apologize, but I know it wasn't my fault."
Come again? Since when does Tim talk like that? He always accepts the responsibility – for everything! This – what he's talking like now – is NOT him – not HER Tim! Oh boy, now Gibbs is gonna ream him out for sure!
"Good." Leroy kisses him on the corner of his mouth.
Huh? She had to have heard AND seen that wrong! But she can't move from her spot any time soon so she'll have to go back over it when she gets home. Wait, what's Tim doing now? Kissing Gibbs? Seriously? Is Gibbs actually wrapping his free arm around Tim's back without hesitation? Seriously pulling him closer, further into the kiss? Is that tenderness she's seeing in his touch?
Abby closes her eyes against that which she doesn't want to accept. She may not be able to hide from the sounds of Gibbs and Tim making love to each other's mouths right this minute, but she can and does block out she can see. Hearing that unmistakable sound of Tim moan of sensually raw hunger a moment later, however gets her unexpectedly tingly. She used to be able to get that out of him!
Hearing what comes out of the man's mouth next as Gibbs reaches out and cards Tim's hair, shakes her to the core
"Wanna take care of you tonight."
She's dumbfounded watching Tim return the gesture without hesitation, his own fingers running lovingly through those silver locks as if he loves doing it as he murmurs appreciatively. "Leroy."
This isn't real! Tim's just captivated by the thrill of the moment! Oh, no! Has Gibbs seen her? She could swear his steely blue eyes are looking right at her. Her breath freezes in her throat as she watches Gibbs and Tim get to their feet. She nearly drops the camera when she sees the older man's tender touches and hears his next words, in a whisper no less.
"Let's take this inside, tonight."
Watching them wrap their arms around each other, walk inside, close and secure the door, tug the curtain closed and turn off the outside light, effectively shutting out the rest of the world, nearly stops her heart. She can't fight it like this!
As if that's not bad enough, she feels eyes glaring at her from across the yard and comes face to face with Sarah- grinning like a loon. Desperate to appear to have the upper hand, she stays put until after the younger woman is gone. Waiting until the woman is disappearing in her car as it crests the horizon a moment later, she takes calming breaths. Luckily, by the time she's alone in the yard, her sense of equilibrium is right once more and her plan back on focus.
********NCIS***********
Abby heads to her place, knowing the set-up she has in place will serve her purpose perfectly now since she has the remote access to watch and listen there. Easy and quick to slip into place, she'd gotten the dual snake-like cameras put in place where she'd needed them for the most likely irrefutable evidence gathering without getting caught, the unmistakable proof she needed to debunk this 'love' now just a short time span away from being hers for the watching and shoving back down Tim's arrogant throat! The fight's not over yet!
Quickly, she hustles home, sprinting up the stairs to her apartment, she hurries through the necessary locking up behind herself and settling in front of her live feed of evidence, her heart beating wildly in her chest as she cues up the monitor and turns up the volume, the sound of Gibbs' unmistakable voice, thick and nearly choked, fills her ears.
"C'mere?"
Abby can't help but watch the live feed now, captivated and spellbound in her own right. She doesn't miss either the look of raw want and anticipation in those cobalt blue eyes of the silver haired man or the sight of Tim moving into those waiting arms. When Gibbs reaches out and grasps Tim's head, gently pulling him closer still, their mouths finding each as he wraps Tim's upper body with one strong arm to hold him still while his other hand dips low enough to grasp the towel's edges and rip it away, she gasps in shock and attraction so sharp, she has to close her eyes to regain her breathing.
Tim's just a gorgeous as he's always been; more even with his trimmer self. She can see that his skin is flush and hot already, his thickening rod is visibly throbbing, now freed from the confines of the towel. The sound of the lustful moan that escapes his lips goes straight to her epicenter. She never heard that depth of emotion from Tim when they were intimately together. Then again, she never put him first like Gibbs is doing right now, either.
Abby sees it in the way Gibbs moves to tenderly cups Tim, cradling his balls as he strokes the still thickening warm muscle with the tip of his thumb while ghosting Tim's golden spot just beneath it, using his fourth finger with a barely-there touch.
"Leroy!"
The sensual exclamation ripping from her former lover's throat doesn't surprise her – though it does do something indescribable to her on more levels than she knows what to do with. It's as if her physical body is tormenting her with explicit responses of what she long ago threw away – when she spurned this beautiful man's love for her.
Seeing his knees nearly buckle from underneath Tim, and watching as Gibbs tightens his supportive hands to offset that, while he leans even closer to him cements Abby's feet to the floor. She's always joked with Gibbs about his sex life; but this inability to help herself from carrying on with her sense of adventure and kink that enjoys this step over the line into voyeurism is making sure she doesn't miss a thing.
The words she hears next trip her up as her Silver haired fox speaks again, murmuring into the young man's ear just before he nuzzles him at his throat. "Mmm. Perfect, Tim."
Her mouth drops in surprise. Did Gibbs REALLY just gush romantic?
She's still reeling as the scene in front of her gets even hotter when she sees Gibbs move one hand to begin hungrily mapping out fresh trails over the landscape of her former lover's upper, middle and lower back, seemingly fed with Tim's own appetite, blatantly obvious with his darkened eyes and the way he can't stop licking his lips while his limbs are beginning to visibly tremble.
Her heart nearly stops when Tim's keening wail fills the air around them. "LEROY! NEED ...Just let me come already!"
Never has she heard that tone from Tim before; that desperation mixed with complete trust and love! And Gibbs' tender answer spoken quietly with reassurance blows her away just as much;
"Not yet, babe. I gotcha. You can do this."
This is what she never, ever expected to see and hear - the truth she's witnessing live! Essentially irrefutable truth revealed layer by sensual layer–proof she cannot dispute is right here!
It's in the sight of Gibbs gritting his teeth for a long minute, as he runs his hands upwards on the young man's chest, his fingers closing around those sensitive, already hardened nipples while he gently rolls them and tweaks them
and the sensual moan that escapes from Tim's throat while he closes his eyes against the wave of ecstasy he's so obviously caught up in., "Oh, God, Leroy!"
It's in the way Gibbs brings both hands to the younger man's waist, immediately raising one up to cup one hand against Tim's cheek murmuring huskily as he reacts to Tim's trembling "Easy, Tim. I gotcha."
and the way he smiles tenderly when his lover responds by opening his gorgeous green eyes to look at him and the way he murmurs with genuine appreciation. "So beautiful!"
It's in the way Gibbs steps back enough to lure Tim to the bed, gently tugging him in the right direction while staying right with him, the physical connection unbroken.
and the way Tim lets his head fall back as he melts into the mattress as if he's gone boneless, letting Gibbs have complete control.
It's the way he's rewarded for his trust when his lover, smiling lovingly at him, slips another pillow under his head, patting it so the younger man knows to rise up so he can see what's going on and gently kisses him
and the way Gibbs lays down beside him as he licks and nips the younger man's mouth, pushing his tongue into the sweet, willing warmth, his invasion a visual epitome of slow, tender and calming.
It's in the way Gibbs raises himself up on one elbow, carding Tim's hair with his fingers as he quietly asks him. "Okay?"
And in Tim's affirmative nod, his breathing still ragged and his eyes still bright and wide.
It's in the older man's concerned follow up question. "Sure you're okay with this?"
and Tim's instant response of infinite trust "Anything with you, Leroy."
It's in the way the older man lets his eyes caress the younger man's body and swallows so hard it's clear to see.
And in the next words he speaks and the following dialogue and picture that unfolds before her eyes from that moment on ...
– many eons of time later, finally convincing her completely, utterly and without a shred of lingering doubt, bitterness or anger - – their final few moments this night giving her more solid proof than she'll ever doubt…
It's there in Tim's guttural moan of need. "Leroy!" The very intimate name Tim calls his lover, one that almost no one else does – and the endearments Gibbs is using for Tim in return speaks of it in volumes.
And in Gibbs' continuing to tease him along, bumping their connection together while Tim's rides the older man's cock. again, and again while Gibbs sensually whispers: "Come on, Tim, ride me again… You're almost there, babe. I'm almost there."
It's there in the visible quaking of Tim's limbs as he rises up on Gibbs' rod once more, then falls and cries out, then does it again and again while the older man holds him tightly,
And in the way Tim plaintively begs. "Oh, God! Leroy! Let me cum!", his cock drooling, turning an angry purple-red, his balls hugging right next to the shaft.
It's there in Gibbs' tender intimate caresses that coincide with his compassion filled, raggedly breathed out answer, his fingers clamped in the perfect place to hold Tim's climax at bay: "Not yet. Little further, Tim…C'mon, babe, you can do it."
And in Tim's moan as it rips through the air, blatantly desperate and hungry for more "Leerooy! God, lemme come, already!"
It's there in Gibbs continuing to urge his lover to hold on lomger'"Ride me, Tim. Reach for it!"
And in the way Tim's voice has risen an octave, his physical writhing toward all that feels good a sight to see as his ecstatic cry rents the air. "Oh, GOD! LEROY!"
And unmistakable in the next thing she hears out her Silver haired Fox's mouth as Gibbs' emotion packed voice urges Tim on." "Lemme hear you scream, Tim!"
It's there in the way Tim is literally coming apart in his lover's arms - a spell-bound moment when his next breath sounds more like a broken sob as Tim leans back so Gibbs' shaft is pressing forward while he raises up once, a shuddering moan of ecstasy escaping his lips as he slides back down.
And in the way they crest that edge together at long last when rising up once more, Tim's downward slide this time, met with Leroy's massive upward thrust, the restrictive grip on his erection gone as he's spread even wider with his lover's fingers. – his primal scream resonating through the air: "LEEROOYY!"as he comes harder and faster than she's ever seen him find his release with her, his body visibly writhing, his head falling back on his neck, his eyes sliding closed as he goes completely limp.
Her eyes blurred with tears, she can still see it in the way Gibbs is still lovingly holding onto Tim, the older man's so obviously amazed, the look on his face is a beautiful sight in itself.
One thing's for certain and that is watching and hearing Tim come so completely apart in Gibbs' strong arms like she never offered him the chance to do with her is the most breathtakingly beautiful sight she's ever seen!
Words can't describe it or the shiver that runs up her spine when the roar escapes from Gibbs lungs when his own monumental release follows that of his lover.
Watching her Silver haired Fox wrap Tim in his arms as he pulls him down snug beside him, drifting into slumber as exhaustion carries him away, she's speechless, in awe,as tears roll down her face.
Sitting on the floor of her apartment, the cold hard facts wash over her in a wave:
SHE never offered Tim even half that much genuine love or affection! No wonder he didn't come back for another failed attempt with her!
If it were ANY other couple in that tape, she'd swear with her last breath, that what she'd just witnessed was the epitome of real love and commitment on so many levels, there's no force on earth that will tear it apart!
She'd seen it – but hadn't wanted to admit to herself what she was seeing - this connection they now share - back in the Director's Office the night the whole 'kidnapping fiasco fell apart!
Tim isn't hers anymore. He hasn't been hers for a long time; when she stopped trying to do right by him. He's Gibbs' now. They belong together because they love each other.
A sob catches in her throat, the beauty of what she's just witnessed so overwhelming, she's in awe., What they have is SO much deeper than she'd imagined! SO beautiful, what they share – what these two intensely private men so obviously offer each other without holding back! Their lovemaking….so full of tenderness and communication, eyes full of what they feel for each other
That's love! That's joy! And they both deserve every bit of it they can get!
