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NCIS. Abby Sciuto/Jethro Gibbs. 03. Pleasure
TITLE: A Little Ritual
AUTHOR: tinga13
FANDOM: NCIS
PAIRING: Abby Sciuto/Jethro Gibbs
PROMPT: 03. Pleasure for 20_est_relships
RATING: Fan Rated Adults Only - NC17
WORD COUNT: 755
SUMMARY: Gibbs loves to give and receive.
WARNINGS: Sex...naughty plot bunny
NOTES: I love the chemistry between Abby and Gibbs. Hence, my little tribute.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the characters of NCIS, but may the Goddess bless those who do.
Gibbs lay behind Abby watching her as she slept. He traced the tattoo on her neck and smiled as she turned slightly into his touch. She had always yearned for his touches, and he had always delighted in touching her.
He eased his fingertip down her spine and traced the tattoo on the small of her back. He fanned his fingers out and eased his hand over the curve of her hip. She purred softly in her sleep as he continued touching her.
He'd been with his fair share of women, but he'd never gained pleasure in touching those women the way he did by touching Abby. It was as if her pleasure was his own, and it simply magnified the pleasure he was already feeling. No matter how it could be explained, he knew it was all because of Abby.
He placed his palm on her flat abdomen and pressed her gently back against him. She protested momentarily before her back pressed against his warm chest. Once she felt his warmth, she pressed against him of her own volition.
He smiled before he pressed his lips to the delicate area just below her ear. While his lips continued down along her shoulder, his hand slowly inched its way over her breast. His fingers lightly danced around her nipple while he licked patterns over her shoulder.
Abby arched into his touch while pressing her buttocks against his hardness. She hummed lightly, "Do you know what time it is?"
"Time to love you," He replied as he rolled her nipple between his fingers. He moved his lips back to her ear, "I love you, Abs."
"Hmm, someone woke up in a good mood," She smiled as she pressed herself back into his hard length, "Have a good dream?"
"Nope," He replied as he moved his knee between her legs to part them, "Decided to make one instead," He eased his hand between her legs to find her sensitive center.
"Hmm, Gibbs," Abby moaned softly as she reached around to clutch the back of his head in her hand. She twisted slightly so she could peer back at him, "Should I tell you what I was dreaming?"
Gibbs kissed her awkwardly before smiling, "Please do," He instructed as he began stroking her feminine center with a steady rhythm.
"I was dreaming that I was lost. I couldn't find my way back. No matter what I did...oh...hmm...I couldn't find my way back," She moaned and arched towards his touch, matching his rhythm with her hips, "But then you touched me, and I knew I wasn't lost. As long as you're with me, I'm right where I need to be."
"That's my girl," He assured her as he kissed her, slowly rolling her towards him. He moved over her, meeting her eyes as he moved between her parted legs.
"Find me, Gibbs," She challenged as she drew his lips back to hers.
He moved inside her, thrusting deep as she completely accepted him. He met her eyes and grinned, "We're both right where we need to be, Abs."
Abby mirrored his grin as he began to move within her. She bit her lip as she matched his rhythm, settling into the familiar dance they had perfected together. She slid her hand to the nape of his neck, her fingers splaying out through his short hair, "I love you, Gibbs."
He took her lips, swallowing her declaration of love as his hands roamed her body. He wanted her closer if that was even possible.
She wrapped her legs around him, urging him deeper. She pulled his head back slightly so that she could meet his eyes, "I love it when you wake me up like this."
He grinned, "It is our little ritual after all." He cupped her hips to him as he began driving home in earnest.
Abby arched to meet his every thrust as little moans escaped her throat. She grasped his shoulders tightly, trying to hold on as he drove her to the brink.
He snaked his hand between her legs, found her feminine center and pushed her over the edge. Abby cried out as she climaxed, tightening around him. He watched pleasure explode over her features before he growling her name as he too found completion.
Moments later, he rolled to his side and quickly gathered her tightly to him. He kissed her temple and whispered, "Sweet dreams, Abs."
Abby smiled languidly, her skin still tingling from her orgasm, "Already had one, Gibbs. Already had one."
TITLE: A Little Ritual
AUTHOR: tinga13
FANDOM: NCIS
PAIRING: Abby Sciuto/Jethro Gibbs
PROMPT: 03. Pleasure for 20_est_relships
RATING: Fan Rated Adults Only - NC17
WORD COUNT: 755
SUMMARY: Gibbs loves to give and receive.
WARNINGS: Sex...naughty plot bunny
NOTES: I love the chemistry between Abby and Gibbs. Hence, my little tribute.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the characters of NCIS, but may the Goddess bless those who do.
Gibbs lay behind Abby watching her as she slept. He traced the tattoo on her neck and smiled as she turned slightly into his touch. She had always yearned for his touches, and he had always delighted in touching her.
He eased his fingertip down her spine and traced the tattoo on the small of her back. He fanned his fingers out and eased his hand over the curve of her hip. She purred softly in her sleep as he continued touching her.
He'd been with his fair share of women, but he'd never gained pleasure in touching those women the way he did by touching Abby. It was as if her pleasure was his own, and it simply magnified the pleasure he was already feeling. No matter how it could be explained, he knew it was all because of Abby.
He placed his palm on her flat abdomen and pressed her gently back against him. She protested momentarily before her back pressed against his warm chest. Once she felt his warmth, she pressed against him of her own volition.
He smiled before he pressed his lips to the delicate area just below her ear. While his lips continued down along her shoulder, his hand slowly inched its way over her breast. His fingers lightly danced around her nipple while he licked patterns over her shoulder.
Abby arched into his touch while pressing her buttocks against his hardness. She hummed lightly, "Do you know what time it is?"
"Time to love you," He replied as he rolled her nipple between his fingers. He moved his lips back to her ear, "I love you, Abs."
"Hmm, someone woke up in a good mood," She smiled as she pressed herself back into his hard length, "Have a good dream?"
"Nope," He replied as he moved his knee between her legs to part them, "Decided to make one instead," He eased his hand between her legs to find her sensitive center.
"Hmm, Gibbs," Abby moaned softly as she reached around to clutch the back of his head in her hand. She twisted slightly so she could peer back at him, "Should I tell you what I was dreaming?"
Gibbs kissed her awkwardly before smiling, "Please do," He instructed as he began stroking her feminine center with a steady rhythm.
"I was dreaming that I was lost. I couldn't find my way back. No matter what I did...oh...hmm...I couldn't find my way back," She moaned and arched towards his touch, matching his rhythm with her hips, "But then you touched me, and I knew I wasn't lost. As long as you're with me, I'm right where I need to be."
"That's my girl," He assured her as he kissed her, slowly rolling her towards him. He moved over her, meeting her eyes as he moved between her parted legs.
"Find me, Gibbs," She challenged as she drew his lips back to hers.
He moved inside her, thrusting deep as she completely accepted him. He met her eyes and grinned, "We're both right where we need to be, Abs."
Abby mirrored his grin as he began to move within her. She bit her lip as she matched his rhythm, settling into the familiar dance they had perfected together. She slid her hand to the nape of his neck, her fingers splaying out through his short hair, "I love you, Gibbs."
He took her lips, swallowing her declaration of love as his hands roamed her body. He wanted her closer if that was even possible.
She wrapped her legs around him, urging him deeper. She pulled his head back slightly so that she could meet his eyes, "I love it when you wake me up like this."
He grinned, "It is our little ritual after all." He cupped her hips to him as he began driving home in earnest.
Abby arched to meet his every thrust as little moans escaped her throat. She grasped his shoulders tightly, trying to hold on as he drove her to the brink.
He snaked his hand between her legs, found her feminine center and pushed her over the edge. Abby cried out as she climaxed, tightening around him. He watched pleasure explode over her features before he growling her name as he too found completion.
Moments later, he rolled to his side and quickly gathered her tightly to him. He kissed her temple and whispered, "Sweet dreams, Abs."
Abby smiled languidly, her skin still tingling from her orgasm, "Already had one, Gibbs. Already had one."