Gibbs pulled up to a drugstore and then looked over at Abby. "Get a lot of 'em," he said. Gibbs had decided on her for the task because it would nail home what they were doing and her part in it. He was giving her an out if she wanted to take it. Not that Gibbs thought she would. Abbs was as invested in their bond as he was, and she was completely turned on by him. Realizing she'd discussed him with other people —their coworkers and friends—was a sexual charge.
"Magnums?" Abby asked with a giggle.
"You can estimate size," he growled back playfully. She'd given him a lot to chew on and fantasize about. She'd been with Tony, Kate, Jenny, Ziva. And he knew she'd had the relationship with McGee as well. It blew his mind how blind he'd been about it all. Gibbs knew that Abbs was a sexually charged creature but beyond her time with McGee and the flirtation with Ziva, he never would have known. And Ziva, Jenny, and Abby together was mind-blowingly hot.
He didn't want to touch the whole Tony thing, not right now. He and DiNozzo had a complicated relationship that had strayed a few times into flirting. Tony and he had given and taken in that manner, never bringing it off work, never deepening things. There was an on and off fascination with Ziva, but Gibbs would never go there, would never push that. It wasn't a sexual bond anyway. There was too much that he and Ziva had in common for it to ever be a comfortable relationship.
Kate...Kate and he could have had incredible fire. At one point, Gibbs had thought it was inevitable, but then she pulled back, citing her own complicated history as the reason, and a year later, she was dead.
And Jenny. He and Jenny had been so hot together; looking back, Gibbs knew the fire needed to burn out quickly. It had hurt like hell at the time, but it had been a very necessary lesson to learn, one he couldn't regret even today.
The car door opened and Abby settled back in the passenger seat, her grin fading as she watched him. "You okay, Gibbs?" she asked, the bag held loosely in her hand.
"Kate?" she asked, scooting closer.
"And the others. Wondering how I never saw it."
"Because we were good," Abby informed him, her voice soft and gentle. "Kate and I...we never brought it to work. We couldn't. She was way too afraid you'd fire her. And Jenny and Ziva, they had a bond from before when they'd worked together. They just..." she shrugged. "They added me to it. We play sometimes now. There are times when a girl just needs to get off, you know. And having friends with benefits works out really well for us."
"And Tony?" Gibbs asked. For some reason this bothered him the most.
"You know how I said Tony is like a piercing?"
"Well, it's like that. It hurts like hell, but the pain is kind of a turn on. He and I would never have worked, but we had fun together. He works better as my best friend."
"And us?" Gibbs asked, his voice roughening. He wanted to explore this Tony thing later, but not now, not with so many other pressing questions swirling through his mind.
"Don't know," Abby said, cocking her head in a very controlled motion and looking at Gibbs. "You're…Gibbs. And that changes everything."
"In good ways or in bad ones?" he asked, genuinely curious. Aware that they should be having this conversation in the privacy of his own home, and preferably naked, he pointed the car toward home and began driving, the majority of his attention still on Abbs.
"Good ones," she said, her voice going low and seductive now. "You're sexy. You break the rules and change everything and not only for me. We all feel that way."
"All?" Gibbs asked.
"The team. There's an attraction to you that we all have. It doesn't matter like with Tony or Tim, that they're guys. There's just something about you, Gibbs."
"Beyond the size of my dick?" he teased.
"Way, way beyond! I don't know how to describe it, only that we all have mentioned it. Tony calls it your Superman factor, but I don't know if that is it exactly. I think it's just the Gibbs factor. You're so alpha that nobody else can compare and we're all drawn to that."
"Yeah, I know," Gibbs admitted. He did know that they were drawn to him, but he'd never really understood it.
"And it's just...you make it easy," she finished, working the plastic of the bag in her hands. "You're so cool under pressure, but then there's this passion that we see sometimes and it's just so attractive, Gibbs. We're all drawn to it and we all want to see deeper inside you."
"No mysteries there," Gibbs said gruffly. He didn't understand it himself. He was just a Marine who believed in the simple things.
"I disagree," Abby said softly, but she wisely didn't say another word as they pulled up to his house.
"Inside," he growled but gentled that sound with a wink. "Get naked and stretch out on my bed." Her eyes widened when he made the request but she nodded quickly.
"Is it okay if I put my Caf-Pow away first?" Abby's voice had turned soft and tentative now and that gave Gibbs a huge charge.
"Go for it but be quick." He watched as she skipped into the kitchen, her hair down her back. She was an intriguing blend of sensual woman and innocence, of intelligence and irreverence. He was so damned drawn to her.
She came out of the kitchen and he motioned his head toward the stairs, taking a good look as she ran up them. There was no way a guy like him should have expected a woman like her to want him, but she did. And he wanted her just as much. He'd give her one request and then get down to business.
Gibbs followed her more slowly, watching as she entered the bedroom and looked around, eyeing her as she stripped her clothes off slowly and then turned, a little knowing smile on her face.
"Not yet, but give me time, Abbs."
She gave him a smile and he pulled her close, wrapping an arm around her. Abby's skin felt so soft and she just looked up at him, a small knowing smile on her face.
"What?" he asked her softly.
"Knew I'd feel like I belong here," she whispered, snuggling in. "You've always meant so much to me."
"Why didn't ya let me know?" he asked, content to just hold her for the moment.
"The way you looked at me," she said, shrugging. "It always felt like you were stripping me bare, Gibbs, and I was…"
"Scared," she finished. "I never let anyone in like that. They see bouncy Abby, or quirky Abby, or smart Abby, or… Gibbs, even Jenny and Ziva and Tony didn't see me like you do. Kate and Cass came close and…then when Kate…" She trailed off with a sigh, pressing her head against his shoulder.
"You loved her, didn't you?"
"Yeah," she said, her voice trembling. "Different from the way I love you, Gibbs. Kate and I were like sisters of the soul. She knew me deep down inside. But you do too. Just in a different way." She tipped her head back, staring into his eyes. "And all I want to do right now is make the connection with you, body to body and soul to soul."
"Soul to soul," he echoed, lowering his head and kissing her gently. Her mouth opened under his with a pure sound of joy and he commanded the kiss slowly, opening her mouth up under his with gentle pressure and questing lips and tongue. He kept it slower than she wanted it, a gentle exploration, a journey of discovery.
When he finally pulled away, they were both gasping for air, and he knew he had to give her something while still testing her. "You get to do whatever you want, Abbs. But no climax for you yet."
"Anyone ever talk to you about those control issues, Gibbs?" she asked with a laugh.
He arched a brow, watching as she removed his shirts and started tackling his belt. "You like it." What he said was a statement of fact and the tremble that ran through her body just emphasized that.
"What're we doing?" he asked when she had him naked.
"You sit in the chair. I want a taste of Monster Cock."
"Monster Cock?" he repeated, unable to stop laughing.
"Mmm, you have a better name for him? Stubby? Nubbin? Gherkin?"
He pressed his lips together, shaking his head. She could call it whatever she wanted to, and Monster Cock wasn't exactly a bad name. Corny and weird, but that was Abbs and…
When her lips sealed around him, he stopped thinking and just felt. Abby rimmed his head with her tongue before bobbing her head up and down quickly. She was going for quick and nasty here, he realized, thrusting up into her mouth.
Her fingertips pricking his thighs, Abby settled into a rhythm and Gibbs quickly matched it, rocking his hips in time with hers, driving into the hot, wet cavern of her mouth. "Abbs…" he whispered, shocked that he was so close so soon.
"Mmm," the vibrations tore right through him and Gibbs dug his hands into her scalp, fucking her face with as much force as he dared, her hands working over his balls, squeezing gently, massaging, pushing him closer to the edge.
"Look at me," he managed to say, knowing his words were distorted by lust.
Her eyes locked on his and that was all it took. With a low growl, Gibbs pumped his come into her mouth, hands framing her face in a gentle caress. She was so damned beautiful that he wanted to blend this between lust and tenderness.
"Oh my god," Abby said, sitting back on her haunches. Her tongue kept darting out to lick her lips, as if she was trying to pull in every drop of him.
"Was it good?" he asked, knowing it had been, even though male pride had him asking the words.
"What do you think, Gibbs. Better than Caf-Pow!"
"Good. Now get on the bed and lie down."
She glanced down at his cock. "Are we…? Can you…?" She licked her lips. "I'm that good, huh?"
"Yeah, you are, Abby. You're gonna lie in my arms for a bit and relax. Then…" He gave her a knowing smirk rather than actually finishing his statement.
"Mmm, I can't wait for then." She stood in a graceful motion and walked to his unmade bed, settling on the opposite side from where he usually settled down. Gibbs placed the condoms on the bed beside them and rolled onto his side, gathering her close.
"Just relax, Abbs. I'm here. Not going anywhere." As if she'd been waiting for that order, she snuggled in, her head tucked under his, and in moments she was breathing deeply, sleeping soundly.
Gibbs let her sleep for a couple of hours. He needed both the recovery and thinking time. This was a new and unexpected situation, a change he hadn't counted on, and he had a lot of adjusting to do. He couldn't go the distance with her until he was sure, and he needed just that little more time to figure it out.
Gibbs could tell from the change in her breathing that Abby was awake and he quietly slipped a condom on. He'd been rock hard for almost ten minutes now, working himself up with a fantasy of Abby and Jenny together, Abby and Tony with him watching. Abby and Cass getting pierced together, Cass rubbing Abby's clit. Hell, he'd even gotten a little charge from the idea of Abby and McGee together.
"Think I'm gonna watch as you give oral to Tony, Abbs," he said, shifting his position and leaning over her. "Think I'm gonna taste you while you're sucking him off. How about Jenny? I'm gonna fuck you while you're playing with her breasts." His hand moved between her legs, working the piercing, thumb dragging over her clit. "Think I'm gonna watch you suck and play with a lotta people, and then save this pussy just for me. For my cock. I'm gonna own it, Abbs. You hear me?" He punctuated his last statement with a light slap on the soaked flesh between her legs.
"I hear you," she said, her voice dreamy.
"And you want it, don't you? You want to show off for me."
"Mmm, yeah." She stretched her legs and he wrapped them around his waist, rubbing his condom-covered dick between her legs. When Abby's eyes popped open, Gibbs leaned in, kissing her deeply, his mouth commanding hers.
"Don't torture me any longer, please. Gibbs…I've been patient, haven't I? You're killing me!" Her body strained for more, her legs tightening around him as she bucked upward. "I know patience is a virtue, but come on, Gibbs. Even though I bowl with the nuns, I'm not that virtuous and I have needs…Gibbs…I need…" She trailed off as his cock nudged her clit, her gasp of surprise trailing off in a moan. She was so damned responsive and he was gonna take complete advantage of that. Starting now.
"Abbs?" he said conversationally, very aware that he was only controlling his breathing by sheer force of will.
"Permission to come is granted," he said, sliding inside her in one endless thrust. Abby screamed and rippled around him, and Gibbs realized that he was home. Abbs had stripped him just as bare as he had her and there was no place else he needed to be. He'd found home.