Ok so since my other story is so angsty I decided I wanted a lighter story running at the same time.

I had multiple ideas but this was the winner, it is also my first attempt at slight smut

Hope you enjoy

I don't own a thing

Gibbs wrapped his arms around his giggling new wife, and pulled her into their hotel room, kicking the door shut behind them. He slammed her into the wall, and her legs wrapped around his waist, their lips met again, duelling for dominance. Ripping her the neck of her dress open he heard her low moan as he placed hot kisses between her heaving breasts. Unable to wait anymore he somehow managed keep her pinned against the wall as he undid his trousers, pushing the short white dress up around her waist he thrust hard into her, revelling in her scream of pleasure. She tightened her grip on his shoulders, nails marking him, loving the guttural sounds escaping from him, with one last thrust he sent them both over the edge. After a few minutes he lifted her over to the bed, both of them quickly falling fast asleep.

Jenny yawned opening her eyes, the bright light was jarring and her head was pounding. Shifting slightly she realised she ached all over, but not in a bad way. Squinting at the window she could make out the Las Vegas skyline, she tried to think of what she remembered of last night. She had been in a bar with Jethro and then……..OH GOD!!! She sat bolt upright, realising she was completely naked and an equally naked Gibbs was lying next to her. She had slept with Gibbs, she flashed back again, and more than once! Groaning she rubbed her left hand over her cheek and noticed a gold ring glistening on her finger, 'OH HELL NO'

Jethro stirred next to her, hazy blue eyes stared up at her

'Jen, that you?'

Let me know if you want me to continue

xxx