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the first time

Title: the first time
Author: vampire_gherkin
Character(s): Abigail Sciuto, Timothy McGee
Pairing(s): Abby/Tim
Genre(s): Het, Romance
Word Count: 385
Prompt: desire (ncisdaily, March 28th) (Why did I originally have 'salvation' in my back-up copy of the table? *wonders*
Author Note(s): English is not my mother tongue, therefore I apologize for any mistakes and welcome you to correct me. Apart from that this is not beta’d.
Disclaimer: NCIS, NCIS:Los Angeles and all characters and references therein are not owned by this community or authors in use of such. No infringement of any rights is intended.
Summary: She feared he could change her, now she was glad he had.

the first time

The first time she had seen him she immediately knew he was different, and somewhere deep in her heart she had feared he would succeed to change her, too. But then again, what was there to fear? Falling in love, changing her life to a better one? Were these really things to be afraid of?
When she got to know him better and when she got closer to him she learned they were not.

The first time she slept with him and saw his passion and desire, no felt it, she was stunned, because she never imagined someone could be that tender and loving. The way he touched and kissed her was so different from everything she had ever experienced before and it did not take her long to realize she was in love with him madly. The sex with him was great, probably the best she ever had, and not only because he definitely knew how to please a woman, but because it was connected to so much love. It was not just quick sex, but passionate, loving sex, full of desire and feelings. It was much more intensive than anything she’d ever felt before because she could feel how much he loved her and how much he cared for her. No man, no one at all, had ever been able to give that to her before, to make her feel so comfortable and safe and still loved and desired at the same time. She knew she never wanted anything else again. Only him, Tim, and his passionate touches on her pale skin, his loving kisses on her lips and his soft whispers of “I love you, Abby.” in her ears when he held her and caressed her neck.

The first time she slept with him she knew he was not only different but special, that she should fight for him and his love and should never let him go, that she should try to keep him; and now that she was wearing his ring on her finger she knew she had succeeded, he had succeeded. They had both succeeded. He had changed her and she was glad he had.
She was no longer afraid of changes, of loving someone. Actually she was glad she could love him for the rest of her life.


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Mar. 29th, 2010 01:26 am (UTC)
I really like this :)
Mar. 29th, 2010 01:39 pm (UTC)
Thank you. =)
Mar. 29th, 2010 10:34 am (UTC)
Lovely sentiments.
Mar. 29th, 2010 01:39 pm (UTC)
Thanks. =)
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