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Title: An Abby/Tony triple drabble
By: sandersyager
Pairing: Abby Sciuto/Anthony DiNozzo
Fandom: NCIS
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: These characters belong to DPB, CBS, Paramount, et al. No copyright infringement is intended.
Summary: PG-13 for sexy bits. Just a bit of speculation about a future for them.


Winter, Fire, Smell, 300

Loving Abby in the winter is easy. She's gorgeous, playing in the snow, flakes falling and glistening against her hair. She wears a bright red snowsuit and builds forts. She starts snowballs fights when I go to get the mail. She says we both win, when we tumble to the ground. No point in arguing with her. She gets her way, and knows I'll give her everything she wants. Everything she needs, and she gives it back to me in a million ways I never knew I needed before her.

My favorite part is when she comes in, stripping off layers of chill to sprawl in front of the fireplace in little more than her bra and panties. I tell her there are better ways to warm up, other fires to tend. She usually rolls her eyes, calls me impatient and incorrigible. I'm both, and she brings out the best in me when I stretch out next to her, kissing her slowly. The cool of her fingers and the heat of her mouth, she embodies extremes, and I want to go to them all when she arches under me.

She naps later, curled into a corner of the couch, covered in chenille. I read whatever book's on the coffee table, watching her from across the room. The house smells like baking bread and sex, and when I move to turn a page, I catch the scent of her on my fingers and breathe her in.

This isn't what I imagined it would be, settling down into domesticity. Loving one woman, day after day, year after year, used to be my nightmare. Funny how much things can change and stay the same. She still parties, I still flirt, but we come home to each other and I like it that way.