Title: Don't Stop Me Before It Begins
Author: Taisa Prongsie.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Abigail "Abby" Sciuto / Leroy Jethro Gibbs (one-sided).
Summary: Gibbs awakes from a dream.
Warnings: None.
Disclaimer: Abby & Gibbs (as with the rest of the NCIS team) are not mine.
Author's Note: Title & lyrics from Maroon 5's song "Kiwi"

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But it's so strange, it's something new / Amazing feelings that I have for you / I close my eyes when I'm alone / Wonder what it'd be like to make you moan

Gibbs didn't often remember his dreams, on the grounds that there have always been too many nightmares - of Shannon & Kelly, of the war, of various missions – leaving him physically shaken. It was a shock the morning after he had dreamed of Abby; she was elegant in a flowing black dress, her intense green eyes looking back at him with a wanton lust. In all respects, the dream was rather simple, though the lust he saw in her eyes sent a cold chill down the base of his spine, especially as he was struggling to remember the other details.

His hand wandered down his bare stomach, brushing over a trail of hair as he snuck his long fingers beneath the elastic of his waistband. While he wasn't dating his co-worker, certainly the less than pure thoughts flooding his mind at the moment were borderline dangerous. Gibbs' fingertips slid beneath his member and began to stroke. Biting his lower lip, he moaned, already sensing the coil of unbridled passion building up in the base of his stomach. He closed his blue eyes, imagining the vixen from his dreams.

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He would slowly peel the dress from her porcelain shoulders, kissing every inch of her back as the soft velvet cascaded from her shoulders. He imagined the little gasp of shock as his long fingers ran up and down her bare sides as he kissed her neck from behind. Better yet, he imagined the chills he would cause to ignite along her bare skin, causing her nipples to harden as he ghosted his fingers from her ruby lips, between her round breasts, down her soft abdomen, and over her womanhood. She would grind against him, against his erection, causing him to roll his head back and groan. He would whisper in her ear exactly how hot, how hard she made him with the littlest things.

He would turn her around to face him, that hauntingly delicious look she gave him in his dream evident as she would kneel before him. She would wrap her thin hands around his member, pulling and tugging him at first, before wrapping her full lips around him. She would lick and suck around the head before running her soft tongue along the underside. Knowing he would be watching her, she would look up at him, leaving him speechless and wanting more

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Breathing heavily, his member was throbbing and dripping beneath his ministrations. Torn between desperately wanting release and living vicariously through his erotic fantasy, his hands slowed down to take everything his imagination could conceive

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Abby would shudder as he explored every inch of skin with his hands, with his lips, with his tongue. Gibbs would relish each moan coming from between her two lips, every sigh he caused. He would look up at her as he sucked on her nipples, making them grow into two stiff points, smiling as he did so, just from the look of ecstasy on her face.

Gibbs' would kiss down her stomach, over her hips, and her inner thighs before slowly licking directly over the lips over her vagina. She would writhe, maybe grasp the bed sheets; she would moan and lick her lips. He would tease her before sinking further and tasting the wetness inside of her. His hands would play with her breasts and her thighs as his mouth explored within, though his long, rough fingers would soon tease her as well.

Once he was certain she was ready for him, he would align himself with her opening and thrust inside of her. Her arms would wrap around his muscular back, pulling him closer, bringing him deeper inside. Her hips would roll in time with his, making him growl in exhilaration. As they both went closer to the edge, her nails would scratch along his arms, his shoulders, his neck. She would bite his shoulder, causing him to arch against her. His hips would piston into her until he felt her shudder, until he felt her all but combust around him.

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The image sent Gibbs' body into overdrive; his hands sped up, leaving him trembling and shooting his seed over his hands, onto his stomach, and leaving him utterly satiated. Once he had come out of his afterglow, he went into his restroom and washed off in a hot shower.

As he exited with naught but a towel around his waist, his phone went off. It was Abby.

His eyes flashed a primal need, his lips pulled into a smirk as he answered, "What've you got for me, Abs?"

Save me from myself / Show me how to care / Get everything out / Dripping everywhere / Lipstick smeared all over your face / How much longer must we wait? / Don't think that I can wait