This is another one I wrote way back when. I think it was somewhere around the middle of season two. Just some smut that wouldn't leave me alone. I broke it into two chapters to try and make it easier to read, but it really is a one shot. Hope you enjoy.

Bonus points if you can name the two songs mentioned in here before you reach the end.

And, yeah, I don't own them, never will…sigh.

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Tony sat back, downing the last of his drink. He motioned to the waitress to bring him another. He really didn't know why he was at the club in the first place. The music was too loud, most of which he didn't recognize anyway, and it was too crowded for his liking. Somehow, it was what he wanted right now. He was in a booth that gave him a view of the dance floor, but between the low lighting and the angle he was at, he probably wouldn't be noticed by anyone anyway. He scanned the dance floor as the waitress brought him his drink. As he watched the crowd, someone in particular caught his attention. He smiled as he watched her dance almost seductively to the music. She was wearing a particularly short, black leather skirt, black knee high boots and a black cut off tank top that would ride up to reveal her pierced navel when she put her arms up in the air, He was pretty sure that Abby couldn't see him.

He always found her attractive, but now he found her down right hot. He watched her for a few minutes before he realized she was with someone. His back was to Tony so all he could tell was the guy was wearing all black and had short dark hair. He felt a slight twinge of jealousy as Abby moved closer to her date and draped her arms around his neck. He, in turn, put his hands on her hips and pulled her close against him. They moved in time to the music, something loud Tony didn't recognize, their bodies pressed tightly together. They turned slightly and Tony tried to get a better look at the guy, but before he could Abby's mystery man leaned into her; biting and sucking on her neck and shoulder. His hands slid from her hips and around to cup her ass. Abby danced with her eyes closed and her hands tightly clutching the back of his t-shirt. They stayed that way for a few minutes until the song ended. They separated and Abby took his hand and they headed for a table at the side of the dance floor. This gave Tony a better look and when Abby's date turned around, Tony had to do a double take.

At first he thought he was seeing things, but after a few seconds, he was positive it really was McGee. He wasn't totally surprised, he knew they hooked up now and then, but Tim's looks were what threw him. He had a feeling Abby was responsible for his black hair and clothes, plus he never pictured him behaving that way in public. He watched them as they sat down, especially Abby. When she sat on the stool, her skirt rode up a few extra inches, giving him a nice view. He couldn't quite figure out what the tattoo was of that adorned her thigh. They ordered a round of drinks and talked as the music continued to fill the club. He figured their little show was over. He was a little disappointed; he was strangely fascinated watching them. He kept an eye on them as they continued to talk. He sat there thinking, wondering how a guy like Tim ended up with a girl like Abby. The only thing that came to mind was that Tim must be good in bed. Then again, he never pictured Abby as a 'plain sex' kind of girl. Before he let his mind go any further, he shook his head and returned his attention to them as the music changed.

He actually sort of recognized the song. He wasn't sure of the actual title or who sang it, he just remembered it had the line of 'I want to fuck you like an animal' in it. Abby grabbed Tim's hand and pulled him out on the dance floor. Tony watched closely as Tim grabbed her from behind and held her close against him with his hands on her hips. Abby leaned back against him and put her arms up around his neck, causing her shirt to ride up, exposing a generous amount of skin. Tony could see the top of another tattoo peeking out from the top edge of her skirt. They moved together, Abby grinding her ass against Tim's crotch. Tim's hands began to roam, up Abby's sides, across the naked expanse of her stomach, his fingers dipping slightly below the top of her skirt. Tony's mind began to wander as he thought about what she would feel like under his hands. He wondered where all of her tattoos were, if she had any other body parts pierced, if she was wearing any underwear under her tight skirt and if she shaved every part of her body. He shifted uncomfortably and suddenly felt very warm. He shook the thought from his head and returned his attention to the dance floor. By now, Tim's hands had moved upwards and were now under Abby's top cupping her breasts. Tony was amazed that the rest of the club seemed totally oblivious to their behavior. They continued to dance, Abby arching her body into Tim's touch. Tony could picture himself behind Abby, his hands squeezing her breasts and teasing her nipples. Tim leaned in and nibbled on her earlobe as he sang along to the song. Tony was surprised Tim would even say the word fuck.

After a few minutes, Abby turned to face Tim, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him passionately. Tim slowly moved her across the floor until her back was against the wall. This gave Tony a clear view of them. They continued kissing as Tim reached down and took Abby's leg behind the knee, pulling it up and resting it against his hip. Tony got a view that gave him two definite answers to his earlier questions; no to the underwear and yes to the shaving. He found himself getting very aroused as he watched as Tim kept Abby pinned to the wall, kissing her like there was no tomorrow. He half expected Tim to just fuck her right there on the dance floor. Tim slid his hand up her thigh, but she put her hands on his chest and pushed him a tiny bit back from her. Tim looked disappointed, but seemed to realize just how far they were going and where they were. He let go of her leg and she stood up straight again. She put her left arm around his neck and her right hand on his hip as they started dancing again. Tony vaguely recognized the next song, something about doing it like the animals on the Discovery Channel. He watched as the two of them continued to dance and grope each other.

Eventually, Abby's hand made its way from Tim's hip to firmly grab his crotch. Tim's hands held firmly to Abby's hips as she leaned into him, sucking fiercely on his neck while stroking the growing bulge at the front of his jeans. Tony found his own jeans getting tighter as he imagined Abby's hands on him. When Abby pulled away from Tim, Tony could see the hickey Abby had left on his neck. They finished up their dance then returned to their table. Tony was disappointed as he watched them pay their bar tab and grab their jackets. He was so jealous, thinking about Tim taking Abby home and fucking her senseless. He sighed to himself and finished off his drink and motioned for the waitress to bring him his tab. Alter paying, he left her a generous tip and picked up his own jacket and headed for the door. It was going to be a long, lonely night spent thinking about her.