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"We're not doing anything here, in a hotel. Tomorrow…" He breathed. "I will take you home and make you scream."

Their movements had been a blur. Somehow they had gone from their usual light banter on the car ride home, to this… and Abby was unsure of how they got there. She found herself pressed against the wall in the entry way of Gibbs' house, his firm body, and a hand flat against the wall on either side of her, keeping her in place.

His lips trailed soft kisses along her neck, as rough fingers moved to grip at her thighs under her skirt. He lifted one leg and then the other to wrap around his waist. The stark comparison of his soft lips and his rough fingers brought Abby a whole new sense of pleasure.

"God, Gibbs…" Well this was new; her thong was damp in minutes. It may have even been seconds.

Covering her mouth with his, Gibbs backed away from the wall, carrying her with him.

"Shirt, Abbs." He mumbled against her lips, tugging at the hem of the t-shirt she was wearing.

Abby lifted the shirt over her head, leaving it in the hallway as they moved. Gibbs backed until he hit a wall; the contact breaking his concentration just long enough for him to realize Abby had the fabric of his shirt balled in her hands, and was pulling it from his jeans. "No one tucks… tucks… in their t-shirts… anymore… Gibbs."

Her smart-ass remark was met with a light slap to the back of her thigh. She buried her face against the bare skin of where his neck and shoulder met and laughed.

He turned to press her against the wall, using it to help support her as he pressed one hand down between them.

She inhaled a ragged breath against his neck as his fingers explored the warmth of her folds.

Gibbs curled his fingers, stroking her sensitive walls, and passed his thumb lightly over her clit.

He felt her legs tremble around his waist as his strokes increased. Her hand tightened around the back of his neck as she mumbled, the incoherent syllables muffled by his skin.

One stroke and then another, followed by a third of his thumb over her clit brought Abby to the edge of a cliff. The fourth pushed her over.

Abby rode out the waves and then relaxed against him with a sigh.

"You still with me?" Gibbs chuckled and ran his hand back along her hair, gripping lightly to pull her head back to get a good look at her face.

Abby gave him a lazy smile before leaning in to answer with a kiss. Her kiss moved along his jaw, until she reached his earlobe, nipping at it softly.

Gibbs groaned as his erection grew, pressing uncomfortably against his jeans. He tightened his grip on her and moved towards the stairs up to the bedroom.

Abby sucked and kissed her way down his neck.

"You better not leave a visible mark." Gibbs growled. He didn't need the non-stop questioning from Tony, even if the questions were in the form of silent looks across the squad room.

"Oops." Abby giggled and squeezed her legs tighter around his waist.

Gibbs landed a second smack against the bare skin of the back of her thigh which only seemed to encourage her further.

He made record time up to his bedroom, kicking the door shut behind him. He tossed Abby town on the bed, and as she wriggled free from her skirt and thong, he worked on shedding the rest of his clothing. Abby was finished first, and she flung her thong him. When it landed on his head, she tossed her head back with a hearty laugh.

Gibbs couldn't remember the last time he had smiled so much. Just over 24 hours with Abby and he couldn't remember a single moment where he wasn't smiling – either at her or with her.

Abby sat up, but a playful shove from Gibbs sent her falling backwards again onto the soft mattress with a giggle. "Gibbs."

Gibbs was over her in a flash, his knees on either side of her, in the same way he had been the night before, the only difference was the distinct lack of clothing.

Abby bit her lower lip as her eyes trailed up, down and up his body again. "You're hot, Gibbs."

Gibbs just stared at her, his attentive expression unwavering.

"Um, or not? What's the look for? This is a fine time to try and give me one of your stare-downs. A liiittle less intimidating without clothes on."

Gibbs cursed at himself silently. She was right, this wasn't exactly the time to stop and chat. 'I-l-o-v-e-y-o-u-A-b-b-s' He finger spelled it out to her. He was enjoying the fun and games, but he just needed to be sure that she knew.

'I-k-n-o-w' She spelled back, before pressing the simple sign for 'I love you' against his chest, over his heart. Gibbs nodded and rewarded her with an impish half smile.

Abby wiggled below him, eager for his touch. "I love you, you love me… was there anything else you wanted to discuss, or can we get back to business?"

"We're good."

"Good. Touch me."

"Yes, ma'am." Gibbs leaned forward and pressed a rough kiss to her lips, before moving lower to tease one nipple and then the other with his tongue.

"That's more like it." Abby purred. Her fingers threaded through his soft silver hair, urging him on.

Gibbs left a feather-light trail of kisses down across her belly, the soft touch eliciting a gentle moan from Abby. He shifted downward and his lips moved to her inner thigh. Abby trembled against his touch.

"God, Gibbs. We don't have time for this…" Her voice was low and gravelly. Abby pushed herself up to a sitting position, and pulled him towards her. With a quick kiss and a playful push Gibbs was on his back, with Abby slowly lowering herself over him.

Gibbs closed his eyes as he felt Abby's warmth surround him. His hands gripped at her thighs as she tilted her hips to create the perfect bit of friction. Her fingers traced his abdominal muscles before she planted her hands firmly on his chest to steady herself as she picked up the pace.

Gibbs felt fire in the pit of his stomach and he knew he was close. Carefully knocking her hands out from under her, he pulled her down to his chest and flipped them over. Setting his own pace, Gibbs knew that with a few well timed thrusts, and the gentle flick of his finger over her swollen clit, he could bring them both over the edge simultaneously.

"Oh God, Oh God, Oh God" She strained, muffling herself against his shoulder. Her fingers dug into the hard muscles of his back.

He could feel her trembling around him, so he reached between them to touch her. He pressed one last forceful kiss to her lips before he buried his face against her neck as he spent himself in side of her.

He kept moving through the aftershocks of her climax and slowed to a stop. Rather than crush her against the mattress under his full body weight, Gibbs rolled back onto his back, pulling Abby with him to rest on his chest; they were both panting heavily.

He stroked Abby's hair as he listened to her breathing. "You still with me, Abbs?"

Abby listened to comforting sound of Gibbs heart as his pounded against the wall of his chest. She smiled as his question. After a momentary pause, she propped herself up to look at him. "Can we do that again?"

Gibbs couldn't hold back a laugh. He brushed her bangs away from her sweat-soaked brow. "Any time you want, Abbs. Any time you want."

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