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Title: Playing Odds
Author: Taylorgibbs
Category:Smutty
Pairing: Gibbs/Abby/Tony
Rating: FRM
Spoilers: None specific
Summary: Tony's been stalking Gibbs and Abby. Gibbs is fed up. Will his plan drive Tony away?
Feedback: Any way you want to send it :)
Author Note: Thanks to Cat for the beta
For kaylashay--very belated b-day fic. Kayla, I hope you enjoy and I'm sorry this one took so long!
Kayla's prompt:
Oooo! Ponders.... How about Gibbs/Abby/Tony... One learns the other two are together & starts tryin to worm their way into the relationship Only to learn the other two would have welcomed them without all the sneakiness.
And the story...
Gibbs eyed Abby, arching a brow and jerking his head toward the picture window and the dark night. “He really outside?” he asked, confirming what he already knew.
“He is,” Abby said, her voice low and soothing. “He’s so into us.”
“You,” Gibbs clarified.
“Us! Gibbs, the way he looks at you when you don’t realize. My god…” She rubbed her hands over her arms, trying to clear away the goose bumps. He leaned in, breathing in her scent, taking in her more rapid breathing as he entered her space. She reacted to him so easily and it humbled him sometimes.
“Go get him,” he ordered quietly.
There had been weeks of this—Tony “accidentally” showing up when they were off work. At the bowling alley with the nuns, at the diner as lazy Saturday mornings turned into afternoons.
He showed up at Gibbs’ house several nights a week with takeout Chinese or pizza, all wide-eyed feigned innocence that Abby was hanging out in the basement. And there were nights Gibbs could hear Tony’s car slowing down. He’d be careful, would park down the street and lurk around outside. He never stepped onto the porch, but Gibbs always knew he was there.
Waiting. Watching. But for what Gibbs couldn’t be sure and that irritated the hell out of him. DiNozzo knew Gibbs and Abby’d started a relationship, but he’d kept his legendary flapping gums shut, as far as Gibbs could figure.
But he was sick of this dance. Tonight everything was gonna change. They were gonna lay their cards out on the table and see what came of it. Whatever happened.
Gibbs was very sure Tony wasn’t interested in him. Why should a lady killer like DiNozzo be attracted to a guy. Any guy. Much less Gibbs. Sure, he was good looking, but he was over fifty now, and Tony’s admiration was only that of employee to boss. Unlike the way he looked at Abby, raw longing in his gaze before he shut himself down and became the joker.
Always the damn joker with DiNozzo.
“Get him,” Gibbs repeated and Abby’s eyes widened, her lips parting. Just as she turned away, Gibbs pulled her close, kissing her deeply, hands roaming under her skirt to massage her ass. If Tony had a view, he was getting a hell of a show. And Gibbs knew DiNozzo well enough to be sure he’d set himself up to get a great view, in his usual spot. All that stakeout training had served a purpose and Gibbs was gonna use it to his advantage. And Abbs’.
“G-Gibbs,” she gasped, her breathing hitching.
“Yeah,” he replied, lips curving into a smile that he hoped showed how satisfied he was. Gibbs hadn’t been interested in taking chance in his love life for a while, but this was Abby, who was a special circumstance all to herself. And tonight—tonight he wanted to take a chance and see what happened.
“Just stand still,” he warned, dropping to his knees. He leaned in, breathing her sweet musk in. As expected, her thong was transparent with her moisture, and he pulled it tight, emphasizing her plump lips. Her bare, plump lips. She kept herself bare for him, and it drove Gibbs wild.
“Look out there for him, left of the gate, standing in the shadows.” Gibbs had made DiNozzo’s position a week ago. “Meet his eyes. He won’t be able to see what I’m doing, but he’ll know.”
Of course he’d know—what red-blooded man wouldn’t, especially when Abby let go. And Gibbs would make her let go.
Gibbs spread Abby’s legs, forcing her pelvis slightly forward, and began to trace his tongue over her thong-covered pussy. Her hand dropped into his hair and he felt her fingernails digging into his scalp as she pulled him closer.
The barrier of the thong became an impediment, and he moved it aside with a flick of his fingers, tasting her moist flesh slowly, driving her crazy with the long sweeps of her tongue that he knew she loved so much. She was grinding against him, her hips rocking, when the door crashed open.
Gibbs laughed against her flesh, lifting his head as DiNozzo strode in, sport coat off, tie undone, and a hell of a package distending his dress pants. Gibbs smirked, licking his lips. DiNozzo looked like he was up for the challenge, but was that only for Abby?
Or could it be for them both?
“Wanna play?” Abby asked, her voice pitched low.
“Yeah,” Tony managed, looking a little lost and uncertain all of a sudden.
“It’s a team sport,” Abby continued. “You, me, and Gibbs. Nobody gets benched. Is that okay?”
Tony nodded, swallowing convulsively, his hand moving to remove the dangling ends of his tie.
“You’re sure?” Gibbs asked, standing now. Tony’s gaze flicked down and Gibbs knew he’d gotten so turned on giving Abby oral that he was hard and leaking, the well-worn jeans he’d put on after work nearly threadbare. He was giving DiNozzo a hell of a show and the other man wasn’t looking away.
“I’m sure,” Tony replied, coming closer. He bypassed Gibbs, pulling Abby into his arms and kissing her hungrily. Gibbs expected to feel jealous, but instead the sight of the two of them devouring each other’s mouths just amped up his own arousal.
“Nobody benched,” he whispered, leaning in to kiss Abby’s neck, his fingers falling into Tony’s thick hair. And when the two of them turned their mouths to his, Gibbs realized he’d played the odds and won a hell of a night.
And hopefully more.
Author: Taylorgibbs
Category:Smutty
Pairing: Gibbs/Abby/Tony
Rating: FRM
Spoilers: None specific
Summary: Tony's been stalking Gibbs and Abby. Gibbs is fed up. Will his plan drive Tony away?
Feedback: Any way you want to send it :)
Author Note: Thanks to Cat for the beta
For kaylashay--very belated b-day fic. Kayla, I hope you enjoy and I'm sorry this one took so long!
Kayla's prompt:
Oooo! Ponders.... How about Gibbs/Abby/Tony... One learns the other two are together & starts tryin to worm their way into the relationship Only to learn the other two would have welcomed them without all the sneakiness.
And the story...
Gibbs eyed Abby, arching a brow and jerking his head toward the picture window and the dark night. “He really outside?” he asked, confirming what he already knew.
“He is,” Abby said, her voice low and soothing. “He’s so into us.”
“You,” Gibbs clarified.
“Us! Gibbs, the way he looks at you when you don’t realize. My god…” She rubbed her hands over her arms, trying to clear away the goose bumps. He leaned in, breathing in her scent, taking in her more rapid breathing as he entered her space. She reacted to him so easily and it humbled him sometimes.
“Go get him,” he ordered quietly.
There had been weeks of this—Tony “accidentally” showing up when they were off work. At the bowling alley with the nuns, at the diner as lazy Saturday mornings turned into afternoons.
He showed up at Gibbs’ house several nights a week with takeout Chinese or pizza, all wide-eyed feigned innocence that Abby was hanging out in the basement. And there were nights Gibbs could hear Tony’s car slowing down. He’d be careful, would park down the street and lurk around outside. He never stepped onto the porch, but Gibbs always knew he was there.
Waiting. Watching. But for what Gibbs couldn’t be sure and that irritated the hell out of him. DiNozzo knew Gibbs and Abby’d started a relationship, but he’d kept his legendary flapping gums shut, as far as Gibbs could figure.
But he was sick of this dance. Tonight everything was gonna change. They were gonna lay their cards out on the table and see what came of it. Whatever happened.
Gibbs was very sure Tony wasn’t interested in him. Why should a lady killer like DiNozzo be attracted to a guy. Any guy. Much less Gibbs. Sure, he was good looking, but he was over fifty now, and Tony’s admiration was only that of employee to boss. Unlike the way he looked at Abby, raw longing in his gaze before he shut himself down and became the joker.
Always the damn joker with DiNozzo.
“Get him,” Gibbs repeated and Abby’s eyes widened, her lips parting. Just as she turned away, Gibbs pulled her close, kissing her deeply, hands roaming under her skirt to massage her ass. If Tony had a view, he was getting a hell of a show. And Gibbs knew DiNozzo well enough to be sure he’d set himself up to get a great view, in his usual spot. All that stakeout training had served a purpose and Gibbs was gonna use it to his advantage. And Abbs’.
“G-Gibbs,” she gasped, her breathing hitching.
“Yeah,” he replied, lips curving into a smile that he hoped showed how satisfied he was. Gibbs hadn’t been interested in taking chance in his love life for a while, but this was Abby, who was a special circumstance all to herself. And tonight—tonight he wanted to take a chance and see what happened.
“Just stand still,” he warned, dropping to his knees. He leaned in, breathing her sweet musk in. As expected, her thong was transparent with her moisture, and he pulled it tight, emphasizing her plump lips. Her bare, plump lips. She kept herself bare for him, and it drove Gibbs wild.
“Look out there for him, left of the gate, standing in the shadows.” Gibbs had made DiNozzo’s position a week ago. “Meet his eyes. He won’t be able to see what I’m doing, but he’ll know.”
Of course he’d know—what red-blooded man wouldn’t, especially when Abby let go. And Gibbs would make her let go.
Gibbs spread Abby’s legs, forcing her pelvis slightly forward, and began to trace his tongue over her thong-covered pussy. Her hand dropped into his hair and he felt her fingernails digging into his scalp as she pulled him closer.
The barrier of the thong became an impediment, and he moved it aside with a flick of his fingers, tasting her moist flesh slowly, driving her crazy with the long sweeps of her tongue that he knew she loved so much. She was grinding against him, her hips rocking, when the door crashed open.
Gibbs laughed against her flesh, lifting his head as DiNozzo strode in, sport coat off, tie undone, and a hell of a package distending his dress pants. Gibbs smirked, licking his lips. DiNozzo looked like he was up for the challenge, but was that only for Abby?
Or could it be for them both?
“Wanna play?” Abby asked, her voice pitched low.
“Yeah,” Tony managed, looking a little lost and uncertain all of a sudden.
“It’s a team sport,” Abby continued. “You, me, and Gibbs. Nobody gets benched. Is that okay?”
Tony nodded, swallowing convulsively, his hand moving to remove the dangling ends of his tie.
“You’re sure?” Gibbs asked, standing now. Tony’s gaze flicked down and Gibbs knew he’d gotten so turned on giving Abby oral that he was hard and leaking, the well-worn jeans he’d put on after work nearly threadbare. He was giving DiNozzo a hell of a show and the other man wasn’t looking away.
“I’m sure,” Tony replied, coming closer. He bypassed Gibbs, pulling Abby into his arms and kissing her hungrily. Gibbs expected to feel jealous, but instead the sight of the two of them devouring each other’s mouths just amped up his own arousal.
“Nobody benched,” he whispered, leaning in to kiss Abby’s neck, his fingers falling into Tony’s thick hair. And when the two of them turned their mouths to his, Gibbs realized he’d played the odds and won a hell of a night.
And hopefully more.
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