A/N: I'm slightly drunk right now... story of my life.
Drunk fic.
Zive stumbled into her apartment, almost falling over her coat from last night, which was still laying on the floor next to the door.
'Shit.'
What the hell was happening to her? Not only was her coat still on the floor, the rest of her clothes were not far away either.
Gibbs.
Yap, he totally took off her clothes and spread them all over her place. Not to mention the empty bottle of wine that now rolled around on the floor.
'Gibbs?'
'Call me Jethro. I think Gibbs is too formal by now...', he said, his eyes making her weak in the knees yet again. Damn, this man had quite an effect on her.
'Alright.'
She didn't even think about it. For some reason, taking off the shirt she was wearing – which was his btw – seemed like a natural thing at this point, and she made her way towards his bedroom without even thinking twice.
'You comin'
He couldn't resist. She was half naked after all.
A/N: Sorry for not posting yesterday... that's what happens when I work more than 8h a day... I think there might be a law prohibiting me from doing so much overtime actually... anywho... hope you still liked the story... kinda drunk right now...