Fic: Gibbs doesn't do Valentine's Day

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Title: Gibbs doesn't do Valentine's Day
Author: ncis_love
Rating: 18+
Pairing: Err... this is actually Gibbs/Abby/Tony, but I smiled pretty and asked dietpunkfics if that'd be okay. She said yes, so I hope you don't mind.

Gibbs didn’t do Valentine’s Day, Tony mused. He picked up a pen and flicked it back and forth between two fingers. He would probably pay the extra buck to have a fuzzy heart on Abby’s Caf-Pow! but that’s only because Valentine’s day was the only day the café sold those fuzzy hearts and Abby appreciated those kind of things. And it also meant that he didn’t have to say anything about Valentine’s Day. And for him, he figured that Gibbs would give him an extra love-tap to the back of his head or maybe bring him coffee or some other hardly noticeable but very thought-out sign of appreciation.

But that was it.

Gibbs didn’t do Valentine’s Day. 

Dropping his pen, Tony ran his fingers back and forth over the keyboard as he thought things over. It was one of two reasons as to why Gibbs didn’t do Valentine’s Day. It was either a.) he didn’t need a specific day to tell them he loved them. The holiday was too commercialized and Gibbs didn’t fall for that crap, or b.) he was still battling specific Valentine’s Day memories about Shannon. If it was the first reason, Tony could easily work around it. The only thing ‘commercial’ that they needed was the lube for when Gibbs pounded his ass. They didn’t need chocolates (although as his stomach rumbled, chocolates did sound nice) because nothing was sweeter than Abby, and no one needed a cheesy teddy bear – they had each other to hold. But if there were some bittersweet memories of Shannon and Kelly, that would make it a bit harder for Tony to come up with a Valentine’s Day surprise for both of his lovers.

“McProberson, call me if we catch a case,” Tony jumped up from his desk and headed for the vending machines. Gibbs was with the director and everything was quiet, so he figured a trip to Abby’s lab was in order. 

“You want me to call you… over by the vending machines?”

“Of course not,” He tossed a bag of sugary candy in the air and caught it with one hand. “I’m bringing these to Abby.”

“She pissed at you?”

“No.” Tony stopped in front of McGee’s desk. “Not that I know of. Why? Have you heard something? Do you know something I don’t know?”

“You’re bringing her candy.”

“Oh,” Tony laughed and reached out to slap the back of McGee’s head. “Kindness, McGoo. I’m doing something kind.”

“I’m just saying it looks like you’re doing something because you’re guilty for some reason or another.”

“Well I’m not,” Tony huffed. “I’m simply doing something nice because I feel like it.”

“He’s right, Tony,” Ziva interrupted. “Anything you’d like to share?”

“As if I would tell you if I was guilty of something,” he pointed at her. “Just… call me if we catch a case. Or text me if Gibbs is back and looks angry. Never know what the Director has to say.” With that he headed for the back elevator and used a knuckle to press the button. He didn’t know what exactly he’d ask Abby. It wasn’t their first Valentine’s Day as a threesome, but the previous year had seen them in the office until four am. Besides a heart on Abby’s Caf-Pow! and shared kisses as they dropped into the king-sized bed together, Valentine’s Day had come and gone with nothing said.

He approached Abby’s lab slowly, trying to decide how to approach the topic of Valentine’s Day without giving his idea away. “Sweets for my sweet.” He tossed her the bag of candy when she turned to him with a smile.

“Hey Tony, whatcha doin’ down here,” she looked at the candy in her hands. “Ooh, my favorite.”

“I know,” he said with a grin.

Suddenly her smile faded. “What’d you do…?”

“What did I…? What do you mean? Why does everyone think I’m guilty of something?”

“Because normally, if you bring me something like this, they’re already open and you’ve sampled half.”

Tony rolled his eyes and shook his head. “That was once… you’ll never let me live it down, will you?”

“And that box of chocolates for Gibbs?”

“I only ate two. I was hungry and stuck on the freeway! I might’ve starved to death!”

“Uh huh,” Abby opened the candy, took a piece and then offered one to Tony with a smile. “So, if you haven’t done anything wrong, what do you need? I’m not running any evidence for you guys, everything okay upstairs?”

“Yeah, Gibbs is with the director, we’re all just pushing papers around our desks, you know, the usual.” Tony picked at the sticky candy in his teeth. “I just came to say hi, see if things are more exciting down here. What’re you doing?”

“I’m running some DNA from a cold case in a new database, and running a few updates. Gibbs say anything about working over the weekend?”

“Unless the director changes things, we’re off. We’re on duty until noon tomorrow, and then we’ve got CPR recertification and then… home.”

“Oh, I’ve got recertification this afternoon. Unless you get a new case, I’m running cold case DNA tomorrow until five.”

“Hey, I’ve… got a question.” There was no way to find out about Valentine’s Day without bringing it up. “You think Gibbs has any special memories about Shannon. You know, in regard to Valentine’s Day?”

Abby’s gaze softened at the mention of Gibbs’ late wife’s name. “I think he has special memories of Shannon all year round, why?”

“Just wondering…”

“He’s not going to shut you out if you want to give him a box of chocolates and kiss him senseless tomorrow because it’s Valentine’s Day, Tony. Is that why you’re here? Are you worried?”

“No,” Tony shrugged, “not really. I just don’t want to overstep, I don’t want to drag up sad memories or anything when I recite a sappy poem before dinner tomorrow.”

“A sappy poem?” Abby laughed. “Did you write it yourself?”

Tony grinned, glad that he could play off everything as a joke. “Nah, I was going to cruise Hallmark after work today and write down poems and one-liners from the cards that I like.”

“Of course you are,” Abby offered him another piece of candy and turned back to her machine. “But hey, Tony… don’t expect a big deal out of the day from him. You know how he is, he doesn’t want to be told when to tell us he loves us. He doesn’t do Valentine’s Day.”

“I know, I don’t expect anything, but I just didn’t know if I should not mention it at all or you think he’ll smile if I put a heart on his coffee in the morning?”

“Relax Tony. If you want to do something, maybe we can get reservations at the Italian place we went to a few weeks ago. I’m sure that’d be low-key.”

“I think about it,” he shrugged. He already had plans forming in his mind, so he didn’t want Abby to make any, but he pretended to think over her suggestion. “Ok, well… I should get going, don’t want Gibbs to find out I’ve been away from my desk for so long.”

“Too late.”

Tony cringed and Abby bit her lip to conceal a smile.

“Planning on working any time soon?”

“Uh… Abby just asked me to bring her a snack from the vending machine,” he pointed to the candy beside her keyboard. “I was just headed back up.”

“Liar!” Abby protested.

Tony grinned at her and gave her shoulder a squeeze. “Off to do work now, boss.”

Abby watched with a theatrical pout which quickly turned to a smile when Gibbs’ hand met the back of Tony’s head in a gentle smack. “He brought the candy down on his own accord. I’ve been busy with these cold cases,” she pointed to a stack of folders.

“Come up with anything?” He leaned in to look at the open folder in front of her.

“Nah, not yet. But since this case was closed, three major data bases have been upgraded. I haven’t given up hope just yet.”

“Good girl,” Gibbs pressed a gentle kiss to her temple. “What did Tony want?”

“To be distracted.”

“From…?”

“Work.”

“Figures. You’ve got CPR recertification this afternoon, right?”

“Yeah, I don’t know why they put me in the class with everyone from accounting and the mail room.”

“To keep DiNozzo from wanting to practice mouth-to-mouth on you during class.”

“Oh come on,” Abby laughed. “You saying you don’t want to practice on me?”

“After work, Abbs. After work.” Gibbs headed back to the squad room with a smile on his face. He had been the best at keeping their relationship outside of work, while both Tony and Abby joked about it all the time. Their flirting only seemed to make McGee uncomfortable and make Ziva laugh, but no one seemed to suspect anything.

At the end of the day, both Gibbs and Tony beat Abby home. They hadn’t picked up any active cases, so the afternoon saw Tony with more head-slaps than he could count. Tony had been bored and with Abby busy with CPR recertification, Gibbs had nowhere to send him to keep him from chattering McGee and Ziva’s ears off and getting him to focus had been a nightmare.

Once inside Gibbs’ house, his non-stop chatter had earned him a slap to the ass and a growl from Gibbs. “What the hell has your problem been today?”

“No problem, boss,” Tony grinned. “Just bored. And you know, you could’ve kept my mouth quiet by letting me sit under your desk,” he winked. “But you don’t support my creative ideas, so I have to sit at my desk and be bored all day. I couldn’t even spend time with Abby.”

“You saw her this morning.” Gibbs said over his shoulder as he headed for the coffee machine.

“Yeah, but then I sat at my desk for hours. Oh, didn’t Abbs make that lasagna?” Tony was quickly distracted by the foil covered dish in the refrigerator. He reached around Gibbs to turn the oven on, glad that she had left a post-it with the temperature and time to cook on it. Ever since they all started staying at Gibbs 90% of the time, Abby had made sure they ate well, and the amount of take-out had gone down. Both men were feeling better, had more energy and while Gibbs had lost a few pounds, Tony had started running more often to combat the few he had gained.

With the oven pre-heated, the food in and coffee poured, Gibbs dragged Tony out to the couch. He glared over the edge of his coffee as Tony leaned in and tried to peel his fingers from the cup. “Can I at least have a sip first?”

“You had sips as you walked from the kitchen to the couch… c’mon…. I’m in need of attention since you ignored me all day.”

“Didn’t ignore you all day.”

“Close enough, you wouldn’t even let me kiss you in the elevator!”

Gibbs rolled his eyes. “We’re keeping this out of the office, you know that.”

“Abby lets me kiss her in the elevator.”

“Of course she does,” Gibbs groaned at the idea of his two lovers making out in the elevator while he was with the director or at his desk. “Remind me to send McGee with you the next time you’re going to be alone with her.”

“Ew, I’m not kissing McGee and I’m certainly not letting Abby kiss him.”

“Oh for fuck…” Gibbs sat his coffee down and roughly pulled Tony against his chest for a kiss. Tony pushed into him and straddled his lap, eagerly lapping up the attention. Despite Tony’s efforts to control the kiss, Gibbs kept things light until Tony finally relaxed.

Eventually the younger man pulled away from the kiss and pressed his face to Gibbs’ neck. “Thanks, I needed that.”

Gibbs chuckled softly. “I could tell.” Every so often Tony would get wound up and need to brought down with a little extra attention – soft kisses and gentle pets. Gibbs usually couldn’t sit still for long, but Abby was always willing to cuddle and her soft body was the perfect size to wrap around and forget the stress of the day.

The both looked up at the sound of keys in the door, a big smile on each of their faces as Abby stepped inside.

“Hey boys,” she greeted and then turned to lock the door behind her and then hang her coat in the closet. “Smells like you put the lasagna in.”

“Bout twenty minutes ago,” Gibbs answered.

Tony reached out with a hand, “come join us.”

“Sure,” Abby held onto the closet door handle as she pulled one boot off and then the other.

Tony moved off Gibbs’ lap and pulled Abby to the couch between them. “You have fun at your CPR class? Learn any techniques you need to practice?”

“Careful DiNozzo,” Gibbs teased. “I’ve no doubt she’ll crack your ribs.”

“I was thinking more of the mouth to mouth bit.”

“You’ve got your training tomorrow. We can compare technique tomorrow.” Abby leaned into him and pressed gentle kisses to his jaw.

Tony turned into her kiss, grinning against her lips before opening up to her. “Maybe you should come to class again tomorrow. You can never practice CPR too much, you know.”

Abby shook her head and nibbled his lower lip. “I’ve got loads of cold cases to get through tomorrow afternoon, but you can always text me if class gets too boring.”

“No he can’t,” Gibbs growled softly. “C’mere, why haven’t I gotten a kiss yet?”

“Sorry, boss-man,” Abby grinned. She kissed Tony once more on the lips, then his nose and then turned to curl up to Gibbs, smiling at him as he leaned in for a kiss. She loved it when he had a boyish pout on his face. It wasn’t something she saw often, but when she did all she wanted to do was kiss him senseless.  

Gibbs kissed her thoroughly and pulled back to smile at her. “Much better.” He leaned in to nip her lower lip similarly to how she had nibbled at Tony’s and nuzzled against her cheek.

Just as Tony was scooting in to wrap his arms around both Gibbs and Abby, the timer in the kitchen went off.

“I’ll get it,” Abby said as she started pull away.

“Nah, I got it,” Tony stopped her. “You just got home, and you made it. I’ll go dish up and call you guys over when dinner is served.”

“So class was okay?” The older man asked once Tony was in the kitchen. He didn’t like the fact that Abby was put in a class with a bunch of people he didn’t know well. Usually he was able to keep her with his team, but every so often Vance liked to separate her from the team, almost as if he was trying to show Gibbs that he was still the boss. He pulled her onto his lap and pressed a gentle kiss to her temple as he wrapped his arms around her.

“Yeah, pretty standard thirty compressions to two breaths for adults, fifteen-to-two for kids and three-to-one for the littlest. But I was stuck with people from the mail room and accounting and a few others. So boring, and everyone was so serious. I mean, I get that CPR is serious business and can be a life-saver, but let’s have a little fun while we learn, you know?”

“What’d you name your dummy?”

A slow grin spread across her face. “Randolph.”

“Come on,” Gibbs gave her a little nudge. “I bet dinner is just about served.”

Abby led him to the kitchen by the hand and dropped it to pull three beers from the refrigerator as Tony balanced three plates in his arms and headed to the table. “You wanna grab forks and knives?”

Dinner was quiet and relaxed and they cleaned up together before Gibbs drifted off to the basement, Tony to the couch with a movie and Abby curled up against him with her laptop, her headphones plugged in.

Eventually Gibbs herded them both up to bed, tucking Abby tightly in the middle. Gibbs refused to sleep anywhere but on the side of the bed closest to the door and Tony, while he enjoyed snuggling at first, he usually ended up sprawled out and on the rare occasion Abby was on the outside, she ended up clinging to the edge of the bed.

Abby snuggled up to Tony, wrapping herself around him and then reached behind to grab Gibbs and pull him up close, taking comfort in the way he pressed a kiss to her shoulder and then nuzzled the back of her neck as he reached over her to hold on to Tony.

“Love you.” It was Gibbs’ standard good night to the both of them and before long Gibbs was fast asleep with his face pressed against the soft skin of Abby’s neck. Abby quickly followed him into dream land, her head using Tony’s shoulder as a pillow.

But Tony lay awake, wondering if his idea of a romantic evening for the three of them would be well received. He knew Abby would love anything that he did. Any time he did something remotely special, she always made a big deal about how he made her feel so special and it always gave him the warm fuzzies deep in his stomach. No one had put effort into anything for him growing up, so until he had been with Gibbs and Abby, it had never really occurred to do anything for someone just because. Seeing the appreciation on both their faces was so rewarding, so Tony had learned quickly. But with Gibbs it was harder – he knew the older man appreciated everything that he did, but he had to be careful to not step on any memories of Shannon and Kelly. They both knew that Gibbs would never be angry with them, he never used their memories against the two of them, but they were cautious - because he was Gibbs and had been through enough in his life.

Tony was the last to fall asleep and the last to wake. He was alone in bed – Gibbs was dressed and sitting on the chair in the corner of the room putting his shoes on. By the sounds he heard from the bathroom, Abby was just turning the water on for a shower. “You headed in already?”

Gibbs nodded. “Ducky has a flat, so I’m going to help him get the spare on so he can drop it off for a new one.”

“Did he call?”

Gibbs laughed as he stood. He went over to Tony and leaned down for a quick kiss. “You were sleeping like a log, so Abbs and I decided to let you sleep a bit longer. See you at work.” He kissed the younger man once more and then headed for the door, pausing at the door to the bathroom. “Bye Abbs, see you at work.”

Judging by the grin on Gibbs’ face Abby had given him a good view rather than said goodbye, so Tony tossed back the covers and pulled his boxers off, hurrying to the bathroom to join her.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, sweet cheeks,” Tony patted her ass as he stepped into the hot shower with her.

Abby turned to him with a grin and handed him the body wash. “Gonna scrub my back?”

“Only if I can scrub your front, too.” Tony grabbed the wash cloth and body wash and gently soaped her up, taking his time along her ribs making her giggle. Eventually he turned her around and washed her breasts, teasing her nipples and then moving down her stomach, swirling the cloth around her belly button and then dropping it in favor of using his hands as he moved even lower.

Abby stepped closer to wrap her arms around his neck and he wrapped one arm around her while his other pushed between them to work down between her thighs. He grinned against the side of her head when she sighed happily against his shoulder and widened her stance to give his hand plenty of space.

He teased her gently, holding her tightly to his chest. She hadn’t touched him yet, but the combined intimacy of washing her and her soft moans of encouragement had him rock hard and pressed tightly against her stomach.

She was near to her own release when she tried to pull away, “Tony, let me…” she wanted to return the attention.

“Not yet, babe, just enjoy,” he pulled her in closer and whispered in her ear how beautiful she was. It didn’t take but more than a minute before she was trembling in his arms, panting against his shoulder, her fingers digging into his back. Within moments he was holding her close as she rode wave after wave of pleasure, gasping his name as the hot water beat down on her back. When she pressed up on her toes to hug him even closer, Tony ran a hand up and down her back and tugged at her hair to get her to look at him. “You with me now?”

“Mmm, suppose we can call in and have a sick day and go back to bed?”

Tony leaned in for a kiss. “If I didn’t have mandatory CPR training, it might be worth pissing off the boss.” They’d called in sick together once before after Gibbs had refused to stay home with them in bed. As soon as he had been out the door, Abby had called Vance to say she was sick, and Tony had sent an email fifteen minutes later claiming a fever. Vance hadn’t cared since they had more than enough time off saved up and he’d rather not pay it out, but Gibbs had been less than thrilled. When he’d come home that evening, he’d growled through dinner, disappeared to the basement for a while and then fucked them both into the mattress before he’d let go of his frustrations. In the end he’d admitted that while he’d been frustrated that they’d stayed home even after he’d said no, he was more frustrated with himself for not relaxing enough and giving in. It wasn’t as if Vance wasn’t on his ass trying to get him to take some time off now and again. His entire team had more than enough time saved up.

Abby grinned up at him and perched her foot on the edge of the tub as she reached between them, stroked Tony’s straining cock and then guided him toward her entrance. “He does fuck pretty hard when he’s pissed…”

 “Mmm hmm…” Tony pulled her leg up to hook on his hip and turned to press her against the tiles. He didn’t have time to drag things out the way he wanted (he could do that later), so he pressed his face to her neck, wrapped his arms around her tight and set a familiar pace.

Tony moaned his release minutes later, shuffling them both under the spray of water once he could stand straight again. He smiled lazily as Abby grabbed a second wash cloth and wiped him down, using his favorite wash (that she had spiked with a few drops of her own). It wasn’t enough of a give-away that they showered together, but it was enough that he could smell a hint of citrus and pear.

“We should get going,” Abby said eventually as she reluctantly turned away to grab her shampoo. The rest of their shower was all business until they stepped out and Tony refused to hand her a towel, instead trying to wrap them together in his. “Tony…”

“Yeah yeah, we shouldn’t be late. Lord knows the boss will headslap me and kiss you. Even if you participated in my fun plans.”

“You say it like you dislike head-slaps. You lean into those things as if it was a kiss.” Abby tugged her towel from his hands and wrapped it around her midsection. “Come on, I’ll let you pick my outfit if I can pick yours.”

“Ooh,” Tony followed her into the walk-in closet. They didn’t keep everything at Gibbs’ place, but they both had a large selection. Abby started to dig through her underwear drawer while Tony looked at her skirts, but when he cleared his throat and shook his head, she moved to his clothes to find something for him instead. It wasn’t hard to find something for Tony, she loved his collection of expensive suits almost as much as he did. She loved it with a crisp white shirt and a skinny tie and as soon as she found what she wanted, she went to the drawer of boxers and found a pair she had given him with skull and crossbones. She laid everything out and waited for Tony to hand her the items he had chosen. It was something they did every so often. Gibbs always rolled his eyes and refused their offers to pick an outfit for him.

“Here,” Tony interrupted her train of thought. “This skirt, with this and this…” He held up a short skirt, a lacy corset and a leather bolero to cover her shoulders. He handed her a red lacy bra and matching thong.

“Sheesh Tony, a bit much for working on cold cases, don’t you think?”

“But I’ve got CPR training today and I need something beautiful to revive me once I’m done with that mind-numbing class. I saw that it was that old woman teaching it again this year.”

“Alright,” Abby took the thong and bra and then smoothed lotion over her legs before pulling her skirt up over her hips. She needed Tony to help her lace up the corset. Once she was dressed and her hair pulled up into two braids, and her makeup applied, she spun in a slow circle. “You like? Think Gibbs will approve?”

“If he doesn’t appreciate the view, then we’re leaving him and running away somewhere warm,” Tony teased. “You look amazing.”

-----

Gibbs glanced at his watch when Tony strolled in, ten minutes late. “Glad you could join us today, DiNozzo.”

“Sorry boss, traffic.”

Gibbs gave him a look that spelled it out. Abby isn’t traffic.

Tony hid a smirk as he focused on his computer. Abby was lucky that she had ways around the squad room to get to her lab. So unless Gibbs was waiting in her lab for her, he had no idea if she was running late or not.

Despite being on duty until noon, Tony had nothing but boring paperwork and more than once Gibbs had caught him, his mind wandering to things other than work. He decided he wanted to put together a nice dinner for his lovers. He would set the table, using the nice dishes he insisted on keeping at Gibbs’, pour champagne and afterward he would feed them chocolate covered strawberries that he made himself. He smiled to himself, this night was going to rock their socks off, and by the time he was done with them, Gibbs would be too blissed out to be emotional about the day and Abby would be curled up in his lap, purring like a kitten.

“DiNozzo. If you’re gonna sit there and grin like that, I’m going to assume you’re watching porn on your work computer.

“What? No. Sorry boss,” he shot a glare over at McGee at the quiet laugh he heard.

During their CPR class Tony made notes in the back of his notebook on what he would need at the grocery store and called ahead during a bathroom break to reserve two dozen red roses and one dozen black roses. The black ones he would put in a vase for Abby and the red ones he would use the petals to create a trail from the door to the bedroom.

By the time class was over, Tony was ready to rush out, pick up what he needed and head home. Class was done a bit early, so he knew Abby wouldn’t be ready to leave yet, and if Abby wasn’t ready, he didn’t think Gibbs would leave yet, giving him time to get everything ready. He didn’t need dinner to be finished by the time his lovers were home, just everything set up.

“DiNozzo,” Gibbs stopped him in his tracks. “I need you to copy all these and drive them over to the FBI. Fornell has a new case that looks like it might involve our dead Marine from last week. He wants a copy of everything.”

Tony looked at the large box full of papers, all which needed to have the staples removed, be photo-copied and then re-stapled. “But boss, that’ll take hours!”

Gibbs glanced at his watch. “We’re done with class early, you should be done and home by eight. Or did you have special plans?”

Tony hated the way Gibbs looked at him as though he had no clue it was Valentine’s Day. “No… nothing.” He watched out of the corner of his eye as McGee and Ziva both hurried to pack up their stuff and get to the elevator before Gibbs could assign them work, too.

He was just gathering up the box when Abby skipped into the squad room. “Hey boys, guess what?!” She rocked back on her heels, her hands clasped together and tucked under her chin.

“You want to help photo copy?” Tony asked hopefully.

Her smile faltered momentarily and she shook her head. “No… I cracked a cold case for Johnson’s team. I cracked it so hard; they are out making an arrest right now!”

 The corner of Gibbs’ mouth quirked up in a half smile. “That’s my girl.”

Tony smiled at the obvious joy on her face. There was nothing better than finally cracking a cold case and putting it to rest. “Alright, I guess I’d better get going. This is going to take forever.” He picked up the heavy box and headed to a copy room. So much for his plans.

As soon as Tony was out of earshot, Abby turned to Gibbs again. “Gibbs….”

“The FBI will need those files next week, but Fornell said he’d be in the office, so he’ll play along and say he needs ‘em now. Told Fornell I was doing a favor for his girlfriend. If I didn’t keep him busy, there is no way we could surprise him. He spent half the class making notes about dinner, and he called to order roses during a bathroom break.”

Abby nodded, but pushed out her lower lip. “He’s going to be so pissed the next few hours.”

“I know,” Gibbs grabbed his badge, gun and coat and then put his hand to her lower back to lead her out. “But he’ll get over it.”

“He’s really going to appreciate the effort you’re putting into tonight. He kept bugging me about if I thought you would be mad or upset if he mentioned Valentine’s Day to you.”

Gibbs gave a little nod. “He’ll appreciate it from both of us.”

“Yeah, I know, but… it’s expected from me, I celebrate things. From you… it’s a whole different story.” She leaned against his shoulder for the duration of the elevator ride and then stepped away as the doors opened. “Alright, so you’ll go pick up the food while I set the table… and the bed?” Her voice was a soft whisper as they headed to their cars.

“Mmm, see you soon.” He reached out and grabbed her hand, giving it a soft squeeze.

Abby smiled warmly and then glanced back to make sure Tony hadn’t followed them for whatever reason. She knew Tony was likely pouting inside, his plans for a Valentine’s Day ruined, she just hoped that their plans would make up for it.

She parked in front of Gibbs’ house and headed in. She set up the ironing board and pulled out a deep red table cloth, something she had brought over from her apartment. As soon as it was wrinkle free, she spread it out over the table and went in search of the designer dish set that Tony had insisted on keeping at Gibbs’. She set the table, and decorated with candles and then tidied up around the kitchen so it would be ready for when Gibbs returned with groceries and then headed up to the master bedroom. She stripped the sheets and tossed them in the wash and then headed to her car to pull out a large bag with the new sheets she had purchased as soon as her and Gibbs had come up with the plan. She put them in the dryer for a few minutes to fluff them and then made the bed. They were a dark blue that wouldn’t make Gibbs roll his eyes at the color. She had paid out the nose for the extreme thread count, but knew Tony would appreciate it, so it was worth it.

She picked up the second bag she had carried in, and pulled out all the candles she had purchased. The idea was that when they were ready to head upstairs, Gibbs would keep Tony distracted for a few extra minutes downstairs while Abby hurried ahead to light them all. Last she plucked the petals off of two dozen red roses and scattered them over the sheets. Gibbs would likely complain about the clean up tomorrow, but she didn’t think he would complain when she was using one to trace along his chest and stomach.

When the bedroom looked exactly the way she wanted it, she double checked the lube supply in the nightstand and then headed to the bathroom for a quick shower. She washed up quickly and then stood in front of the mirror with a towel wrapped around her as she blow-dried her hair. She was surprised that Gibbs wasn’t back yet, but it gave her the chance to slip into the lacy bra and matching panties without him seeing. They were black with a few red details, and she knew both boys would be distracted if they knew she was wearing them underneath her clothes. She had purchased the set several months ago, waiting for the right moment to show it off. She pulled a short skirt on and a sweater that boasted an oversized heart on the front. It hugged her curves just enough while being slightly comical for the holiday.

She glanced at her watch, it was nearly 6:30 and she was expecting Gibbs back any time. Fornell had said he would give Gibbs a heads up when he left the FBI so Gibbs could call Tony’s girlfriend. She was just starting to worry that they wouldn’t have the time to get dinner and dessert ready before Tony was back when Gibbs pulled into his driveway.

“Hey,” she greeted him with a quick kiss. “Got everything?”

“Mmhmm.”

She helped him carry everything to the kitchen and got started on a salad when he handed her the veggies. Dinner would be simple, steaks done over the fire (Tony’s favorite), salad and a fresh loaf of French bread and Abby decided to make a peach cobbler (Gibbs’ favorite) for dessert.

Before he got started on the steaks, Gibbs watched Abby for a moment. Her movements were swift and concise as she chopped the veggies that she had washed up for the salad. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small velvety box containing a necklace. It was an intricate cross with a shining ruby on a delicate silver chain. Two weeks ago he had seen her looking at it online at work, and even overheard her telling Ziva about it. It was pricy, but the way she had been looking at it told him how much she loved it. Despite the fact that they were planning this surprise for Tony, the day was about the relationship between the three of them and he didn’t want Abby to feel second best. He stepped up behind her and curved a hand around her hip, pulling her back against him.

“Hey…” she purred when he leaned in to nibble at her ear. “Steaks almost ready to hit the fire?”

“In a minute.” He dropped his hold on her hip and lifted the necklace, buckling the small clasp around her neck.

“Gibbs!” Her hand flew to her mouth. “How did you…?”

Gibbs ignored her question and turned her around to get a good look. “Looks beautiful.” He leaned in for a kiss, fighting the urge to get lost in her soft kisses and forget about the steak.

“I love it, Gibbs.” She nipped at his lower lip and grinned. “It’s amazing, thank you.” Even though her fingers were wet from washing the veggies for the salad, she ran them up through his hair, grinning at the shudder she felt run through him. “I can’t wait to thank you properly.”

Gibbs pressed his lips to her forehead and smiled. “Soon.”

The steaks were halfway done when Gibbs got a call from Fornell saying a very cranky DiNozzo had just left his office. “Traffic will have died down by now. Should be here in 20-25 minutes.”

The salad was ready and the cobbler was in the oven, so Abby moved to the sofa to curl up and watch as Gibbs tended to the steaks. When they were done he covered them in foil to keep them warm as they waited for Tony.

It didn’t take long before they heard Tony pull up, the engine die and the door slam shut. Abby got up when the timer on the cobbler beeped and Gibbs went to add another log to the fire. Abby listened quietly as the door opened and Tony stalked in. “Okay, I get that Valentine’s Day isn’t big in your world, but making me work late today… c’mon, boss.”

When he used the name ‘boss’ with that tone, it meant that he wasn’t thrilled.

“Tony…” Gibbs started.

Abby set the cobbler on the stove and then rounded the corner, “Hey…”

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Abbs.” He handed her the three dozen roses he had ordered and made a show of kissing her.

“Tony, wait,” Abby pushed him back. She set the flowers on the coffee table and tugged on his jacket. “You’ve got the wrong idea.” When he slipped out of his jacket at her request, she draped it over the arm of the sofa and then wrapped her hands around his and tugged him out toward the dining area.

“I had…” His voice trailed off as he saw the table set, the candle in the center, providing a soft glow on the plates. “What’s this..?” His eyes were wide when he spun around to look at Gibbs.

“Abby and I talked, wanted to surprise you.”

Tony turned back to Abby, his eyes narrowed. “But you had to have known I was thinking of… and you,” he turned back to Gibbs. “That’s why you made me do all that extra work today, isn’t it?”

“I had to keep you busy,” Gibbs shrugged, fighting a smile when Tony gave a sheepish smile. “Tony, I don’t need a damn holiday to tell you and Abby that I love you, but I… I know you enjoy these sort of things, so…” he waved at the table.

“Wow,” Tony ran his hand through his hair and over his face. “I feel like a first class ass right about now.”

“Only now?” Gibbs smirked but moved closer to Tony, and pulled his hands from his face. “We knew you wouldn’t be thrilled, but figured you’d get over it real quick.”

Tony leaned into Gibbs, and pressed his face to the older man’s neck. “I can’t believe you guys did this for me, smells good, too.”

“C’mon, dinner’s ready.” Gibbs pressed a kiss to his forehead, nose and lips and then led him toward the table before dropping his hand and going to grab the steaks.

Tony was headed for the table, but instead went to Abby where she was filling a vase with water for the roses that Tony had brought home. “You acted like today would be no big deal… “ He leaned in to nuzzle against her ear. “Sneaky, sneaky brat, you are.”

She brought her hand to his cheek and turned into a kiss. “Sit down, dinner is ready.”

Gibbs carried the steaks to the table, putting one on each plate while Abby carried over the bread and salad. Tony talked all through dinner, telling them how no one had ever made that sort of effort to surprise him, or do something special for Valentine’s Day.  Abby sat with a smug look on her face and Gibbs had to concede that she had been right. At first he didn’t think it would have been that big of a deal, but with the way Tony was carrying on, it was obvious she was right.

After dinner Abby served them warm peach cobbler with a scoop of vanilla ice cream on top. “Mmm,” Gibbs sighed appreciatively. He wasn’t much for rich desserts, but a cobbler was light enough with the fruit and had just enough sweetness for his liking. “s’good.”

“Glad you like it.” Her eyes sparkled as she watched her guys dig into the dessert she had made. When they were done, Abby shooed them out to the living room while she cleaned up, much to their protest. “Out you go,” she turned them toward the living room. “I’ll be out in a bit.”  She wanted to give them some time alone, especially after Tony had been so upset with Gibbs for making him work late.

As soon as Gibbs was seated, Tony was sitting beside him, leaning into his touch as Gibbs wrapped an arm around him. “Sorry about earlier, I shouldn’t have snapped at you the moment I walked in the door.”

“S’okay.”

“No, it’s not. If I hadn’t let my insecurities get the best of me, I would have just told you I wanted to have a Valentine’s Day dinner.”

“Insecurities? Thought we already established we’re all in this together because we want to be?”

Tony tilted his head up to press a kiss to Gibbs’ jaw line. “No, I know that. More about how you feel about this day and if it would drag up any sad memories for you.”

Gibbs inhaled slowly as he thought for a moment. “Tony, I will have memories pop up about them every day for the rest of my life, but they aren’t… I’m not always sad when I remember them. Remember when Abby sang at the NCIS holiday fest?”

“She was amazing,” Tony nodded.

“Shannon sang that song with the Stillwater Church Choir and my first thought was, Shannon would have loved that version. Wish she could’ve heard Abby sing.”

“Really?”

Gibbs nodded. “And when you had the flu a few months back,” he started.

Tony groaned. “Oh God… I was miserable.”

We all were, Gibbs thought. “Once I was sick, once,” he emphasized at the look of disbelief on Tony’s face. “Shannon brought me popsicles. The fancy kinds, made for kids.”

“Like the super hero ones you brought for me?”

Gibbs nodded. “Abby was doing such a good job of taking care of you and I didn’t know how. But then I remembered what she did for me, so I thought I’d give it a try.”

Tony smiled softly. “It was a good idea, the popsicles.”

“I think about them all the time Tony, no matter if you or Abby remind me of them or not, but I remember the good things.” Gibbs pulled him in closer, stressing the fact that he was okay with a soft kiss. He sighed happily when Tony melted against him and nibbled at his lower lip as he sought access to the older man’s mouth.

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Abby leaned against the wall with a smile on her face as she watched her guys making out on the couch. Tony was so much more relaxed than he was earlier and with Gibbs’ fingers threading through his hair, it was no surprise he was practically melted against the older man. There was nothing that man’s fingers couldn’t do – bring pleasure, pain, and comfort. They could build things just as easy as they could take things apart.

“You gonna stand there all night, or do you plan on joining us?” Gibbs was the first to notice her, and held out a hand to her.

She moved closer, but didn’t sit when they made room for her.

“Come on,” Tony dug a small box of candy hearts from his pocket. “Be mine?” When Gibbs cleared his throat and raised a brow, Tony laughed and corrected himself. “Be ours?”

“I know it’s early, but maybe you boys could lock up down here and we could bring this party upstairs? The couch isn’t much room if we’re doing more than sitting curled up.”

Tony jumped up “Girl got a point.”

Abby gave Gibbs a pointed look to make sure that they gave her enough time to light the candles upstairs. She hurried up the steps, smiling at the sound of Tony being shoved up against the door. The soft grunt followed by moan told her that he hadn’t expected Gibbs to follow him to the door. She stripped down first and then grabbed the lighter she had left on the nightstand. She was halfway through all the candles when she heard a low whistle behind her.

“Tony!” She spun around to see Tony standing in the doorway, Gibbs peering over his shoulder. “I thought you were gonna keep him busy longer than that,” she scolded lightly, the smirk on her face telling Gibbs she wasn’t really upset. She turned back to finish lighting the candles and startled when a warm pair of hands curled around her hips. “Tony, I’ve got to get the rest of these lit.”

“I don’t give a rats ass about the rest of the candles…” He tugged the lighter from her hand and set it aside before directing her toward the bed. “Wait, did you get new sheets, too?” He glanced over at Gibbs.

“She did.” He nodded at Abby as he toed his shoes off. “But she didn’t say anything about this…” he reached out to run his finger across the lacy strap of her bra.

“It was a surprise for both of you.” Abby reached out and tugged them both toward the bed.

Tony wriggled free from her grasp and was down to his boxers before Abby could protest that she wanted to strip him. “Quick boss, get your clothes off,” Tony grinned as he knelt on the bed and tugged Abby down, making her giggle. He straddled her thighs and let his eyes roam over her body and the bits of lace keeping his favorite bits covered. “Mmm, I don’t even know where I want to start.” Tony was caught off guard when Gibbs’ strong arms wrapped around him and tugged him off, giving Gibbs the chance to cover Abby’s body with his own, a boyish grin covering his face as he leaned in to nibble at her neck. Both Abby and Tony loved when the playful side of Gibbs came out. It wasn’t often, but when it did, they enjoyed every minute.

“Boss!” Tony pretended to pout and then piled on top of the both of them, careful that they weren’t completely crushing her. Abby wriggled under them both and was soon able to work Tony’s boxers down his legs. She wrapped herself around Tony’s naked form, a hand wrapped around his dick and nudged Gibbs away from them. “You’ve still got clothes on, you can’t join this party until you’re naked.”

“It’s true boss, it’s a new rule.” Tony grinned in Gibbs’ general direction, his eyes closed as he thrust into Abby’s hand.

“Making up rules without me? What about that…” he motioned to the lingerie Abby was still wearing.

“That’s different,” Tony opened one eye. “I want to play with her in it first, before I rip it off.”

Gibbs rolled his eyes, but didn’t waste a moment in pulling his shirt overhead and unbuckling his belt. He faltered as he watched Tony press Abby to her back, his head moving to her chest and his lips working her nipples to peaks under the lace and satin. He stumbled back to the bed as he kicked free of his trousers and boxer briefs. His lips went straight to Abby’s as he smoothed a hand down Tony’s back, a finger working between the younger man’s cheeks. “This ass is mine tonight, Tony…”

Abby giggled when she felt Tony thrust back, but her giggle turned to a gasp when Gibbs pushed his fingers between her legs. “Don’t think I won’t own this, too.”

They had never really discussed any games or limits or anything of the sort, but Gibbs was possessive of them and never failed to let it show when they were in bed. It didn’t mean that he was always the boss in bed, both men were more than willing to comply to any request or demand that Abby made in bed, but when it came down to it, they belonged to Gibbs.

Abby tried to return the focus to Tony, but Gibbs held her down on the bed. “I believe he wanted to play with you before ripping this off… let him play.” She fell back against the pillow and grinned when Tony moved in.

Tony’s eyes lit up as he moved to sit between her legs. He always thought she was sexy, thought both of them were, but when she looked so much like one of the pin-ups he’d had in his dorm at college, he couldn’t string more than two thoughts together at once.

Gibbs stretched out beside her and gentle tugged her into his arms as they both watched the genuine delight on Tony’s face. He leaned again to nuzzle at her breasts, leaving wet spots where he suckled at her nipples through the fabric. Every so often he took the time to lift his head to meet Gibbs’ for a kiss, dropping a quick kiss to the tip of her nose before returning to her body. He nibbled down over her ribs, her back arching under his touch.

When he looked up, Gibbs was working her free of the bra and Tony debated briefly over moving back up for a taste of her skin, but Gibbs seemed to have that covered, so he continued lower. He dipped his tongue into her belly button and then moved to run his tongue along her hipbone, the dizzying scent of her sex taking over his senses. He wanted to take his time with her, but he was already painfully hard and the small thong she was wearing was already soaked.

Rather than rip it off like he’d first wanted, he worked the lace over her hips with his teeth, and then moved away long enough to work it over her feet.

“Tony, wait,” she stopped him just before he could have a taste. “I think Gibbs is feeling a little left out of the action.” She motioned to his dick, curved up and pressed against her hip.

Tony was torn, but nodded in agreement. “I think you’re right.”

Abby shifted away so Gibbs could stretch out on his back. As Tony moved to sit between her legs, Abby straddled his waist, pressing her wet heat against his skin and grinning down at him.

“Messy girl,” he commented dryly as Tony sucked his dick between his lips.

Abby shrugged. “Tony will clean up my mess when he’s done.” She picked up a few rose petals and slowly traced over his neck, arms, chest and face, taking the time to pay attention to what areas made him shudder. He had a hard time focusing with Abby’s naked body in view, her gentle touch, and Tony’s warm mouth covering his dick. He wanted to warn them off, unsure of how much more he could take, but he mouth refused to open for more than a low groan. But much to his relief (and disappointment) Tony pulled away before he found his release.

Abby stayed straddling him, but Tony moved up to stretch out beside him, pressing messy kisses to his cheek and neck. Gibbs pulled Abby down to kiss her and then watched as she moved in to meet Tony for a kiss.

After a few minutes Tony sat up again, grabbing Gibbs’ dick to stroke it a few times before pulling Abby up to sit again and help her to scoot back.

Gibbs could only watch as Tony helped Abby over the older man, and made sure his cock was positioned right at her entrance. “I want to watch you fuck her as I prep myself. Then I want you to fuck me while I fuck her.” He wanted the connection with both of them at the same time. They didn’t always do it like that. There were times where Gibbs fucked them both one at a time into the mattress and other times Abby took turns riding them until she couldn’t move anymore. And sometimes, they didn’t get past Tony’s mouth.

As soon as Gibbs was inside Abby he flipped them over. Her legs were wrapped tightly around his waist within moments of her back hitting the sheets and Gibbs grunted as he situated himself as deep as he could get. His movements were slow at first, enjoying the welcomed heat of her body. He loved the way she clung to him and he felt needed in a way he could never feel when he wasn’t buried inside her. His movements faltered though when he glanced up to see Tony with the lube in one hand and a finger from the other hand circling his tight hole.

Looking back down at Abby, her eyes squeezed tight, a look of pleasure on her face, Gibbs knew he needed to back off just a bit if they were going to finish it all together. “Abbs… we gotta slow down…”

Her eyes cracked open and she nodded. Usually they wouldn’t worry about who came when, but the idea was that they would try to wait until they were all involved.

He lowered himself completely over her and slowed his movements, focusing instead on kissing her until Tony was ready to take his position. When Tony was finally ready, Gibbs had a hard time leaving the warmth of her body, but with the lube in hand he watched as Tony settled over her with a big grin. Together they scooted toward the edge of the bed so that both Gibbs and Tony could stand and bend over her.

For Tony it was all over in a matter of minutes. Gibbs nailing his prostate and Abby’s tight, wet heat had him groaning against her neck, desperately trying to hold on even just a few minutes longer. He twisted and curled between them, but Gibbs firm hands on his hips and Abby fingers digging into his back were his undoing and he moaned through his release until his body went limp, his two lovers clinging to him. As soon as he was able, Tony put all his focus into bringing Abby closer to an orgasm.

Gibbs was up on his toes before long, holding out until he was sure Abby was right there with him.

In the end they all collapsed together, Tony and Abby on the edge of the bed, and Gibbs sitting on the floor, his back up against the bed.

“Gibbs?” Abby’s voice was quiet as she called out for him.

“Hmm?”

“You okay?”

Slowly Gibbs picked himself up off the floor and moved toward the bed where Tony and Abby had already made it under the covers. He frowned at the mess of rose petals everywhere as if he was just now seeing them for the first time. “You two have a mess to clean up in the morning.” Four hands pulled him under the covers and soon he had Tony curled up to his right and Abby sprawled across them both.

“Happy Valentine’s day, boys,” she purred.

“Mmm, a happy Valentine’s Day indeed. Thanks, guys.” Tony wrapped an arm tighter around Abby’s waist and snuggled in against Gibbs.

Gibbs huffed out a sigh. “I don’t do Valentine’s Day.”

---

The End.

Comments

[sunsaralyn.livejournal.com]

It's really good. I love it! They're so silly. Almost a whole "Gift of the Magi" thing going on. 'But I wanted to surprise you!' 'No, I wanted to surprise you!'

(and teh sexxors, it was hot).

Yay!

[ncis-love.livejournal.com]

Thank you!

[dietpunkfics.livejournal.com]

Mmmm. Taggy? GAT? Hell if I know.

LOL at Gibbs wishing he'd have stayed home too, and poor Tony... :) Very nice, dollface.

[ncis-love.livejournal.com]

*lol* I could totally see Tony and Abby skipping out on work to stay in bed after Gibbs told them no. Poor McGee and Ziva because I imagine he'd have been a dick in the office. Though I think he'd prolly have gone home at lunch to drag them in.

[gosgirl1.livejournal.com]

Squeeee FANtastic to see another threesome one from you. Loved it... especially the emphasis on Tony not wanting to hurt Gibbs, and then both Abby and Gibbs surprising Tony and how much it meant to him... hot and tender... and just SO good.

[ncis-love.livejournal.com]

Thanks! It was a bit of a distraction from the other mess I'm working on, but I'm thrilled you enjoyed it.

[josgotglock.livejournal.com]

Love love love it! Poor Tony, but Abs and Gibbs definitely made up for it. Great fic! :)

[ncis-love.livejournal.com]

Thank you!

[cuke11.livejournal.com]

yay! special surprise for Tony! well done! :)

[ncis-love.livejournal.com]

Thank you!

[sexycazzy.livejournal.com]

This is awesome, loved it! :-)

[ncis-love.livejournal.com]

Thanks muchly!

[the_proofreader]

I don't normally go for G/A/T, but this really worked well. I like the lengths they're all willing to go to take care of each other and make everyone happy. And the sex was lovely and hot! Thank you! :D

[ncis-love.livejournal.com]

Oh, thanks for giving it a try even though it's not something you usually read!

[gjaneo.livejournal.com]

Gibbs should surprise Tony more often. Yes, he should.

[ncis-love.livejournal.com]

Gibbs should surprise ME!