Fic: Rewriting the Rules 16 - Kill Screen [1/1]
Title: Rewriting the Rules 16 - Kill Screen
Author: Jo. R (driftingatdusk)
Rating: FR-18
Pairing: Abby/Gibbs
Category: Post-ep, Romance, Friendship.
Spoilers: 8x16 - Kill Screen
Summary: What's broken can be fixed, and rules can be rewritten.
Author's Note: Totally wasn't planning the high rating on this part but Abby and Gibbs had other plans ;)
~*~
With Tim McGee avoiding court and accepting the date Tony DiNozzo had arranged for him, Abby shut down her lab for the night with a bounce in her step. She'd managed to redistribute the money she'd lovingly convinced her colleagues to part with over the course of the day - with the exception of a few quarters and one five dollar bill.
The quarters she left in the jar, the five dollar bill she folded up and slipped into her pocket, a mischievous glint in her green eyes as she left the lab and headed for the squad room.
As she'd expected, McGee had already left on his date and his teammates, Ziva David and Tony, were making their way towards the elevators at the opposite end of the squad room when she got there. Leroy Jethro Gibbs remained at his desk, his desk lamp as always one of the last to go off as the other agents around him packed up and went home for the night.
"Hey, Abby!" Tony paused on his way to the elevators with Ziva, grinning in welcome. "We were gonna go grab some drinks, celebrate McGee finding a girl he has a chance of keeping. Wanna join us?"
She rolled her eyes at Tony's choice of words but shook her head, motioning for him and Ziva to continue on. "Maybe another time," she said with a smile.
Tony opened his mouth to object but closed it after a quick look at Gibbs. A knowing smirk curved the corners of his mouth before he turned back to Ziva, ushering his partner towards the elevators as the former-Mossad-Liaison-turned-NCIS-Agent cast a speculative glance over her shoulder.
Crossing over to Gibbs' desk once his agents were out of sight, Abby smiled down at him when he looked up, quirking an eyebrow.
"You could've gone with them, Abby. I wouldn't mind."
"But you wouldn't come." She shrugged a shoulder when he looked at her and slipped the five dollar bill from her pocket. "I believe this is yours."
"I was wondering if you'd get around to giving that back."
She pulled it back as he reached for it and Gibbs arched an eyebrow, his blue eyes following her hand as she folded the bill neatly. She gave the squad room a cursory glance to make sure they weren't being watched before tucking the folded bill down her top, securing it in the cup of her bra.
"You think that'll stop me getting it back?" Amusement and something else that made her smile darkened his blue eyes.
She arranged her features into an innocent look and stood up a little straighter, busying herself for a few moments by adjusting the coat she'd thrown over her arm. "I'm thinking I'm sure I can make you forget about it... Or offer an alternative you'd be happy with." Tilting her head to the side, she gave him an impish smile. "But it depends on if you're ready to go home or not. You look pretty busy to me..."
Even as she spoke, he started packing up his desk. Abby bit her lip to keep back another smile, waiting patiently for him to be done. She linked her arm through his as he got to his feet and walked with him to the elevators.
They didn't have to wait long for an elevator and neither was surprised to find they had it to themselves; it was quite late in the evening and most of their colleagues had already gone home for the night.
What did surprise Abby was that Gibbs pulled his arm free as the doors slid closed. She arched an eyebrow when her lover hit the emergency stop button, bathing them in an eerie blue glow before crowding her against the back wall of the metal box.
"You gonna give me what you owe me, Abs?"
The look in his eye made her shiver but she forced herself to hold his gaze. "If you want it that badly, why don't you just take it?"
The smirk she loved spread slowly across his face. His hands moulded themselves to her hips, putting to rest any doubts she might have as to what he was after. The look on his face and the intent in his eyes confirmed that taking back the five dollar bill wasn't the first thing on his mind.
The coat she had draped over her arm fell to the floor, forgotten entirely. He lifted her just enough that she could perch on the metal handrail against the wall and Abby wasted no time in taking advantage of the situation, wrapping her legs around him. She gazed down at him, smiling at the feel of him against her. He lifted one hand, tangling his fingers in her hair, drawing her face down to his so he could kiss her deeply.
She moaned softly into his mouth, feeling the heat of him through his slacks and shifted, tightening her legs around him. She let her head fall back against the wall when he tore his mouth away, closing her eyes as he kissed his way along the slender line of her throat.
He moved his hands to the buttons of her black shirt, fingers making quick work of unfastening the buttons that kept him from being able to continue his ministrations. With every button he opened, he trailed his lips over the newly revealed skin, kissing and tasting his way down.
His lips curved into a grin at the sight of the folded bill peeking out from her bra but he made no attempt at taking it, deciding there were far more pressing matters to attend to. His mouth closed over one nipple through the satin cup of her bra, causing her to cry out and move a hand to the back of his head, lacing her fingers through the short strands of his silver hair.
"Gibbs..." The sound of her voice, low and husky, and the feel of her hands tugging at him made him pull away. Gibbs didn't have a chance to ask what she wanted before she pulled him up to her, kissing him urgently, pressing herself against him as her hands moved to the fastening of his belt.
"Feeling a little impatient, Abby?" He smirked against her mouth, moving his own hands to the fastening of her jeans, biting back a sigh as the cool air washed over his heated skin as she managed to push both his slacks and his boxers over his hips.
"Only a matter of time before someone wonders why the elevators keep stopping with only us in them, Gibbs." She kissed her way along his jaw, nibbling lightly at his earlobe before biting down, soothing the sting with her tongue as he hissed and renewed his efforts to unfasten her jeans.
She lifted her hips from the railing, leaning onto him for support, so he could finish the job, reluctantly untangling her legs from around his waist long enough for him to slide her jeans and panties down her legs. Once the last barrier between them was gone, Gibbs wasted no time in closing the gap between their bodies again, pushing into her without preamble, drawing a throaty gasp from her as he dropped his head and muffled his groan against her shoulder.
A few moments later, Abby tightened her legs around him in a silent plea and, with Gibbs only too happy to oblige her, they began to move together in earnest. A short time later, sensing she was close to the edge, he slipped a hand between their joined bodies and captured her lips in a hard kiss, swallowing her cries as her body trembled around and against his, triggering his own climax.
Exchanging slow kisses and satisfied smiles, they pulled apart and started replacing and readjusting their clothes. After a quick check to make sure the other was decent, Gibbs hit the emergency stop button again, reactivating the elevator, and moved to take Abby's hand in his.
As the metal doors parted to let them exit on the ground floor, Abby pressed something into his hand and quickened her pace; she was already two steps ahead as he glanced down to see what he'd been left holding.
The corners of his mouth quirked up at the sight of the neatly folded five dollar bill and he pocked it, shaking his head as he followed her.
****
End
Author: Jo. R (driftingatdusk)
Rating: FR-18
Pairing: Abby/Gibbs
Category: Post-ep, Romance, Friendship.
Spoilers: 8x16 - Kill Screen
Summary: What's broken can be fixed, and rules can be rewritten.
Author's Note: Totally wasn't planning the high rating on this part but Abby and Gibbs had other plans ;)
~*~
With Tim McGee avoiding court and accepting the date Tony DiNozzo had arranged for him, Abby shut down her lab for the night with a bounce in her step. She'd managed to redistribute the money she'd lovingly convinced her colleagues to part with over the course of the day - with the exception of a few quarters and one five dollar bill.
The quarters she left in the jar, the five dollar bill she folded up and slipped into her pocket, a mischievous glint in her green eyes as she left the lab and headed for the squad room.
As she'd expected, McGee had already left on his date and his teammates, Ziva David and Tony, were making their way towards the elevators at the opposite end of the squad room when she got there. Leroy Jethro Gibbs remained at his desk, his desk lamp as always one of the last to go off as the other agents around him packed up and went home for the night.
"Hey, Abby!" Tony paused on his way to the elevators with Ziva, grinning in welcome. "We were gonna go grab some drinks, celebrate McGee finding a girl he has a chance of keeping. Wanna join us?"
She rolled her eyes at Tony's choice of words but shook her head, motioning for him and Ziva to continue on. "Maybe another time," she said with a smile.
Tony opened his mouth to object but closed it after a quick look at Gibbs. A knowing smirk curved the corners of his mouth before he turned back to Ziva, ushering his partner towards the elevators as the former-Mossad-Liaison-turned-NCIS-Agent cast a speculative glance over her shoulder.
Crossing over to Gibbs' desk once his agents were out of sight, Abby smiled down at him when he looked up, quirking an eyebrow.
"You could've gone with them, Abby. I wouldn't mind."
"But you wouldn't come." She shrugged a shoulder when he looked at her and slipped the five dollar bill from her pocket. "I believe this is yours."
"I was wondering if you'd get around to giving that back."
She pulled it back as he reached for it and Gibbs arched an eyebrow, his blue eyes following her hand as she folded the bill neatly. She gave the squad room a cursory glance to make sure they weren't being watched before tucking the folded bill down her top, securing it in the cup of her bra.
"You think that'll stop me getting it back?" Amusement and something else that made her smile darkened his blue eyes.
She arranged her features into an innocent look and stood up a little straighter, busying herself for a few moments by adjusting the coat she'd thrown over her arm. "I'm thinking I'm sure I can make you forget about it... Or offer an alternative you'd be happy with." Tilting her head to the side, she gave him an impish smile. "But it depends on if you're ready to go home or not. You look pretty busy to me..."
Even as she spoke, he started packing up his desk. Abby bit her lip to keep back another smile, waiting patiently for him to be done. She linked her arm through his as he got to his feet and walked with him to the elevators.
They didn't have to wait long for an elevator and neither was surprised to find they had it to themselves; it was quite late in the evening and most of their colleagues had already gone home for the night.
What did surprise Abby was that Gibbs pulled his arm free as the doors slid closed. She arched an eyebrow when her lover hit the emergency stop button, bathing them in an eerie blue glow before crowding her against the back wall of the metal box.
"You gonna give me what you owe me, Abs?"
The look in his eye made her shiver but she forced herself to hold his gaze. "If you want it that badly, why don't you just take it?"
The smirk she loved spread slowly across his face. His hands moulded themselves to her hips, putting to rest any doubts she might have as to what he was after. The look on his face and the intent in his eyes confirmed that taking back the five dollar bill wasn't the first thing on his mind.
The coat she had draped over her arm fell to the floor, forgotten entirely. He lifted her just enough that she could perch on the metal handrail against the wall and Abby wasted no time in taking advantage of the situation, wrapping her legs around him. She gazed down at him, smiling at the feel of him against her. He lifted one hand, tangling his fingers in her hair, drawing her face down to his so he could kiss her deeply.
She moaned softly into his mouth, feeling the heat of him through his slacks and shifted, tightening her legs around him. She let her head fall back against the wall when he tore his mouth away, closing her eyes as he kissed his way along the slender line of her throat.
He moved his hands to the buttons of her black shirt, fingers making quick work of unfastening the buttons that kept him from being able to continue his ministrations. With every button he opened, he trailed his lips over the newly revealed skin, kissing and tasting his way down.
His lips curved into a grin at the sight of the folded bill peeking out from her bra but he made no attempt at taking it, deciding there were far more pressing matters to attend to. His mouth closed over one nipple through the satin cup of her bra, causing her to cry out and move a hand to the back of his head, lacing her fingers through the short strands of his silver hair.
"Gibbs..." The sound of her voice, low and husky, and the feel of her hands tugging at him made him pull away. Gibbs didn't have a chance to ask what she wanted before she pulled him up to her, kissing him urgently, pressing herself against him as her hands moved to the fastening of his belt.
"Feeling a little impatient, Abby?" He smirked against her mouth, moving his own hands to the fastening of her jeans, biting back a sigh as the cool air washed over his heated skin as she managed to push both his slacks and his boxers over his hips.
"Only a matter of time before someone wonders why the elevators keep stopping with only us in them, Gibbs." She kissed her way along his jaw, nibbling lightly at his earlobe before biting down, soothing the sting with her tongue as he hissed and renewed his efforts to unfasten her jeans.
She lifted her hips from the railing, leaning onto him for support, so he could finish the job, reluctantly untangling her legs from around his waist long enough for him to slide her jeans and panties down her legs. Once the last barrier between them was gone, Gibbs wasted no time in closing the gap between their bodies again, pushing into her without preamble, drawing a throaty gasp from her as he dropped his head and muffled his groan against her shoulder.
A few moments later, Abby tightened her legs around him in a silent plea and, with Gibbs only too happy to oblige her, they began to move together in earnest. A short time later, sensing she was close to the edge, he slipped a hand between their joined bodies and captured her lips in a hard kiss, swallowing her cries as her body trembled around and against his, triggering his own climax.
Exchanging slow kisses and satisfied smiles, they pulled apart and started replacing and readjusting their clothes. After a quick check to make sure the other was decent, Gibbs hit the emergency stop button again, reactivating the elevator, and moved to take Abby's hand in his.
As the metal doors parted to let them exit on the ground floor, Abby pressed something into his hand and quickened her pace; she was already two steps ahead as he glanced down to see what he'd been left holding.
The corners of his mouth quirked up at the sight of the neatly folded five dollar bill and he pocked it, shaking his head as he followed her.
****
End