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M through R › NCIS
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
17
Views:
17,627
Reviews:
19
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own NCIS, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Let the games begin
Disclaimer: Anything you can recognize, I don’t own. Oh, woe is me…
Author’s note: Thanks for the positive feedback, guys. I hope you like this chapter as much as you liked the previous one. And as always, please review. Even if you don’t like it. In that case tell me what to fix. Thanks.
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-There. All better.
-Ummmm…
-Abbs? You ok? Abbs?
She just stood there, a dazed look on her face, her now wet (but not bleeding) finger in front of her. One part of her mind was screaming at her to snap out of it, to smile and give some witty reply, or not so witty, or even stupid, JUST SAY SOMETHING!!! Unfortunately, the rest of her brain was filling up with all sorts of risqué thoughts and was thus drowning out the screaming logical part of her. She stretched out her arm a bit and took Gibbs’ hand and lifted it to her face. Gibbs didn’t say a word while she was doing this, figuring it to be one of her show-and-tell type explanations. He was expecting something along the lines of “Did you know that human saliva contains natural disinfectants…” He, however, did not expect Abby to take his index finger into her mouth and start licking it.
“A man can’t look at a woman eating ice cream and not think of a blow job” somebody said. So if a young woman’s lips are wrapped around a man’s finger, it is more than natural that he imagine them wrapped around something else. There she was, this dark nymph of a woman sucking on his index finger making him want all sorts of things. This can only lead to trouble. Knowing his own track record with women, no good come from anything he did now. It would either get awkward or messy and complicated… and awkward afterwards.
His groin was protesting. Damn it, Gibbs, this is no time to get all chivalrous! See? She’s willing. One word from you and she’d comply.
Right?
No! This was Abby, after all. His Abby. It’s probably just a fluke. She can’t want him. He’s almost twice her age.
NO!
No!
No?
Oh to hell with it…
Leroy Jethro Gibbs was not a man to be dominated, tricked or stunned easily. And if she wanted to play, play he would.
He slid his finger out of her mouth and pulled her close in one swoop. He brought his lips close to her ear and whispered.
-Do not tempt me, little girl. I am not one of your boy-toys. This is my game. My rules. And if you play, you are also mine – he said in a low voice while tracing the wet index finger down her neck, over the studded choker and lower until he reached the first button of her shirt. He pressed her even closer to him, making her squeak in surprise. His cold blue eyes were looking straight at her, testing her will, daring her to look away. Yes, this was Abby, and he didn’t intimidate her as he did others, but he needed to scare her. Show her that he was not the nice man she thought him to be. He needed to get this whole silly finger-sucking business out of her head. And if it was out of her head, maybe… someday… it would leave his as well.
Hearing the elevator door open, he quickly released his tight grip on her waist.
- Come to me when you decide. – he added over his shoulder as he was walking out, almost running a very groggy McGee over on his way to the elevator.
- Boss? Hey, boss! The case! I think I know… -McGee yelled out trying to get his boss’ attention before the elevator door closed.
- Coffee, McGee. Have some. Talk to me when you’re awake.
With a ‘ting!’ the elevator door closed, leaving McGee to go to the lab and get coffee and leaving Gibbs to mull over what had just happened.
Maybe it wasn’t the smartest of ideas. Abby liked a challenge. Perhaps he should take his ultimatum back. But that would be like apologizing – a sign of weakness. So he would not take it back. After a logical analysis, Abby would come to realize how impossible the whole thing is and would dismiss it as a silly lapse of concentration. Things would get back to normal.
But even though this would be the ultimate outcome, it didn’t mean Gibbs couldn’t make it fun for him. He had never had an upper hand on Abby. She ignored the authority he so simply imposed on everybody else. Now he had something. Now he could tease and torment her. He was very fond of Abby and her carefree demeanor, but his ego couldn’t stand not being able to rule somebody by fear. Ok, so it wouldn’t exactly be fear, but he could finally make her as jumpy around him as he did the others.
Once she made up her mind about not wanting to have anything sexual to do with him, the teasing would stop, naturally. But for now, there was no reason not to take advantage of the situation…
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TBC…
So, another short chapter. I can’t get more than 1 or 2h a day to write so the chapters will continue to be short, I guess. Bare with me :)
Author’s note: Thanks for the positive feedback, guys. I hope you like this chapter as much as you liked the previous one. And as always, please review. Even if you don’t like it. In that case tell me what to fix. Thanks.
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-There. All better.
-Ummmm…
-Abbs? You ok? Abbs?
She just stood there, a dazed look on her face, her now wet (but not bleeding) finger in front of her. One part of her mind was screaming at her to snap out of it, to smile and give some witty reply, or not so witty, or even stupid, JUST SAY SOMETHING!!! Unfortunately, the rest of her brain was filling up with all sorts of risqué thoughts and was thus drowning out the screaming logical part of her. She stretched out her arm a bit and took Gibbs’ hand and lifted it to her face. Gibbs didn’t say a word while she was doing this, figuring it to be one of her show-and-tell type explanations. He was expecting something along the lines of “Did you know that human saliva contains natural disinfectants…” He, however, did not expect Abby to take his index finger into her mouth and start licking it.
“A man can’t look at a woman eating ice cream and not think of a blow job” somebody said. So if a young woman’s lips are wrapped around a man’s finger, it is more than natural that he imagine them wrapped around something else. There she was, this dark nymph of a woman sucking on his index finger making him want all sorts of things. This can only lead to trouble. Knowing his own track record with women, no good come from anything he did now. It would either get awkward or messy and complicated… and awkward afterwards.
His groin was protesting. Damn it, Gibbs, this is no time to get all chivalrous! See? She’s willing. One word from you and she’d comply.
Right?
No! This was Abby, after all. His Abby. It’s probably just a fluke. She can’t want him. He’s almost twice her age.
NO!
No!
No?
Oh to hell with it…
Leroy Jethro Gibbs was not a man to be dominated, tricked or stunned easily. And if she wanted to play, play he would.
He slid his finger out of her mouth and pulled her close in one swoop. He brought his lips close to her ear and whispered.
-Do not tempt me, little girl. I am not one of your boy-toys. This is my game. My rules. And if you play, you are also mine – he said in a low voice while tracing the wet index finger down her neck, over the studded choker and lower until he reached the first button of her shirt. He pressed her even closer to him, making her squeak in surprise. His cold blue eyes were looking straight at her, testing her will, daring her to look away. Yes, this was Abby, and he didn’t intimidate her as he did others, but he needed to scare her. Show her that he was not the nice man she thought him to be. He needed to get this whole silly finger-sucking business out of her head. And if it was out of her head, maybe… someday… it would leave his as well.
Hearing the elevator door open, he quickly released his tight grip on her waist.
- Come to me when you decide. – he added over his shoulder as he was walking out, almost running a very groggy McGee over on his way to the elevator.
- Boss? Hey, boss! The case! I think I know… -McGee yelled out trying to get his boss’ attention before the elevator door closed.
- Coffee, McGee. Have some. Talk to me when you’re awake.
With a ‘ting!’ the elevator door closed, leaving McGee to go to the lab and get coffee and leaving Gibbs to mull over what had just happened.
Maybe it wasn’t the smartest of ideas. Abby liked a challenge. Perhaps he should take his ultimatum back. But that would be like apologizing – a sign of weakness. So he would not take it back. After a logical analysis, Abby would come to realize how impossible the whole thing is and would dismiss it as a silly lapse of concentration. Things would get back to normal.
But even though this would be the ultimate outcome, it didn’t mean Gibbs couldn’t make it fun for him. He had never had an upper hand on Abby. She ignored the authority he so simply imposed on everybody else. Now he had something. Now he could tease and torment her. He was very fond of Abby and her carefree demeanor, but his ego couldn’t stand not being able to rule somebody by fear. Ok, so it wouldn’t exactly be fear, but he could finally make her as jumpy around him as he did the others.
Once she made up her mind about not wanting to have anything sexual to do with him, the teasing would stop, naturally. But for now, there was no reason not to take advantage of the situation…
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TBC…
So, another short chapter. I can’t get more than 1 or 2h a day to write so the chapters will continue to be short, I guess. Bare with me :)