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[chestnutninny]

I Thought I Hated You -Chapter One

Warnings: Talks of murder, Borin and Reader hating each other.

I kinda struggled with this because I love Agent Borin, but I've actually never watched NCIS. I did a bit of research. However, this is mostly made up so far. I used the episode "Ships In The Night" for the inspiration for this.

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It was your first day working at NCIS, and you were fairly excited yet nervous to start at such an important job. When you got in, you were quickly introduced to everyone, and then you were taken over the case that they had so far. You worked alongside Ziva, and you were looking through your files when you felt another presence beside you. You glanced up to see one of the men you were introduced to earlier.

"Tony, right?" You questioned.

"Yeah! How did you remember?" He looked shocked, yet extremely happy at the fact you had remembered his name.

"Just got a good memory."

His smile faltered slightly as he hoped there was another reason you had remembered him. Despite that, his smirk returned again as he threw compliment after compliment at you.

"Look DiNozzo, I'm not interested in...whatever you're trying to do here." You gestured to him, his cheeks flushing red in embarrassment.

You turned to walk past him, and you bumped into someone. You looked up at the person that stood before you, their hazel eyes glaring into your own.

"Ahh, Y/N. I see you've met CGIS Agent Abigail Borin." The redhead nodded as Gibbs introduced her, a smirk contorting her face as she stuck out her hand for you to shake.

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Over the next few weeks, you had grown especially close to Ziva, forming a friendship that you were grateful to have in this line of work. You both worked seamlessly together and helped the team crack many cases. You were about to pack up your things to set off home and call it a night when the doors to the office swung open, revealing Gibbs.

"We've got a case." He stated.

"Where are we going?" You asked, slinging your jacket over your shoulders.

"The coast." He chuckled.

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As you pulled up to where Gibbs had led you, you spotted many figures chattering next to parked boats. You exited your car with Gibbs and walked over to one of the boats just as someone walked off.

"Agent Borin, how nice to see you again." You smirked, sarcasm dripping off your remark.

"Thanks, Y/N." She rolled her eyes.

"If you keep rolling your eyes, they might just get stuck back there." You winked and booped her nose before walking over to inspect the crime scene.

You walked around the entrance to the boat for a while, looking at possible angles the shooter could've come from. However, none of them made any sense to you.

You headed back to tell Gibbs about your findings when you walked in on Abigail, lifting her golden dress over her head, revealing her bare chest towards you, her body clad in nothing but her panties.

You couldn't help but admire the way her toned arms struggled with the dress, her figure captured by curves in all the right places. You strided over to help her lift the dress from herself, dropping it on her the floor.

"Y/N, what are you doing here?"

"I-I've finished looking around?" You shrugged.

You slid off your hoodie after she put on the NCIS t-shirt and joggers.

"Here, you might get cold." You stated as you passed her the hoodie. You saw the goosebumps begin to rise on her skin when she removed the dress.

"By the way, Borin. You scrub up quite nice." You winked over as you both headed off the boat.

"Don't, Y/N. You're as bad as DiNozzo." She shuddered as you chuckled loudly.

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Over the next few weeks, Borin had been down at the offices helping you solve the murder of the marine lieutenant that was shot upon the boat where your investigation took place.

You and Abigail had clashed non-stop, so you were forced into a different room to even talk to each other.

"Where's she going?" You asked Ziva, nodding over to Abigail, who swung her bag over her shoulder and her jacket resting on her forearm.

"She has a date for your information." Abigail sassed. "A blind one."

The statement stung at your chest despite supposedly hating Abigail. You couldn't get her out of your head. Her body, her smug smirk, her perfect face, her plump lips. You thought about her and you didn't even understand why.

[mollycabot]

Casey Novak in NCIS as Agent borin has me on my knees 😍(I’m so gay)

[dimitrescus-bitch]

Competition (Abigail Borin x Reader)

Abigail knew as soon as she mentioned the flirtatious NCIS agents that she was working alongside, she had made a mistake. She could see the jealousy flare up behind your normally soft eyes. You knew that you had nothing to worry about, if you did, the two of you wouldn’t be married. Still, you that didn’t mean that you wouldn’t drop by the NCIS office to drop off some lunch for your wife. 

“Can I help you?” Your head turned towards the fairly soft spoken voice. You smiled politely at the guy who looked maybe a year or two older than you. There was an older guy sitting at his desk and a woman, both agents staring in your direction. 

“Is Abi here?” you asked and they all shared a look. “Agent Borin?” 

“Agent Borin is in interrogation, she should be out soon,” the man from before told you. The older guy sat forward in his seat, obviously checking you out. Technically, that was the point of getting a little dolled up. You wanted to show yourself off for Abigail so that they all knew she had someone very special to come home to. 

“Oh, is it okay if I wait here for her? It was sort of a hassle getting in here.” You batted your eyelashes and one of the guys pulled a chair over for you to sit in. “I’m Y/n.” 

“Tony DiNozzo, that’s McGee over there, and uh, Ziva,” Tony introduced himself. You gave him an unimpressed look and then glanced over towards Ziva and offered her a smile. It was flirtier than the one you’d given McGee when you walked in. 

“Tony, I don’t think she’s interested,” Ziva told the man. He ignored her though and tried a couple of lines on you. You heard two sets of footsteps, one definitely Abi’s and one belonging to someone else. Just as Tony was about to say something else to you, Abi came up behind him and tugged him away from you. 

“Y/n, what are you doing here?” Abi asked you. You stood up from the chair and wrapped your arms around her neck, not letting go until she kissed your cheek. “I thought you were showing today.” 

“I did this morning, and got out around lunch. I figured that you hadn’t eaten yet, so I thought I’d come by and invite you out to lunch. That’s okay, right honey?” you explained. Abi ducked her head down a bit as she smiled at the fact that you’d gone well out of your way to come and do something as small as get lunch with her. 

“Gibbs, you don’t mind if I duck out for an hour or so, do you?” Abi asked. Technically, she was her own boss, but you knew how important communication was when different agencies were working in tandem. 

“Go right ahead. I’ll call you if something comes up,” Gibbs told her. Abi smiled, grabbed her jacket from off of the back of a chair, and then escorted you out of the building. You had your arm linked with hers all the way to your car. 

“That could have been a phone call,” Abi said as she opened the passenger’s side door for you. You placed your keys in her hand and sat down as she shut the door. 

“It could have, but I wanted to see my competition,” you said sweetly. Abi rolled her eyes, not believing there was any contest when it came to who got her affection. She loved you and only you, there wasn’t going to be another person in her life she could ever love in the same way again. “McGee seems sweet and Tony is an ass.” 

“You think Ziva’s hot, don’t you?” Abi asked and you bit your lip as you looked away to avoid answering. Abi scoffed and nudged your shoulder. “Come on, don’t get bashful.” 

“I mean, yeah, she is. She knows we’re married right?” you asked and Abi nodded. “Good, then I have nothing to worry about.” 

“Not that you did in the first place,” Abi said as she turned towards your favorite restaurant in the area. 

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[storiesofsvu]

The Marine's Girl Ch 1

Abigail Borin x reader Warnings: language, mentions of injury/hospitals/war. A/N: i know little to nothing about marines/the army/doctors without borders so expect some inaccuracies in this fic lol. also for reference, most of this fic takes place prior to NCIS, when Borin is serving time as a marine in Iraq, and it's the early 2000's, where things like cell phones aren't frequent and definitely aren't fancy/smart phones.

Abigail sighed in frustration, and then immediately winced in pain, clutching at her side. She was annoyed this was taking so long, and pissed off her Captain had insisted on her going to the hospital rather than just treating her injuries on sight. Her stubbornness was shining through as her main personality trait today and she wasn’t about to let up now,  huff escaping her lips when the curtain was finally pulled back and you slipped in.

“I’m so sorry for the wait Ms….” Your eyes shot between her admittance paper and her uniform, “sorry, uh, no one put your rank on your paperwork.”

“It’s Sergeant, but just call me Abi.”

“Alright, Abi. I’m Dr. Summers, but you can call me y/n if we’re doin’ first names.”

You flipped through her papers on the clipboard briefly, just the basic information and a tiny amount of triage that had determined her not in need of immediate attention. (Hence the long wait.) Tugging on a pair of gloves you plopped down onto the rolling stool, moving to her bedside.

“Alright, what’re we working with?” You asked, gently turning her arm in your hands, cautiously unwrapping the gauze, “you get hit?” Your eyes darted up to hers briefly,

“No, more like a routine drill gone wrong. I missed a jump, took one hell of a tumble, sliced my arm on a loose nail.”

“Hmm.” You grimaced at the thought, sure, you were fine with blood and wounds, but knowing how much that must’ve hurt in the moment wasn’t appealing. You surveyed the wound quickly before wrapping it back up, “you’ll need stitches, and I’m gonna have to give you tetanus shot to be safe. Anything else hurting? Did you hit your head at all?”

“No to the head, but my side..” Abi gestured to her farther side. Following her lead you leant over the bedside, pulling up her shirt to expose the darkening mark on her skin, you pursed your lips at the sight, your fingers gently pressing into the mark. She groaned quietly at your actions.

“How much does that hurt?”

“Seven?”

“Okay.” You pulled her shirt back down and stood back upright, “I’m gonna grab the suture kit to stitch that up, and grab the portable x-ray…or…find someone who knows where x-ray is to take you down there. I’ll be right back.” You’d all but stripped your gloves off when Abi quickly spoke.

“Uh, hey, can I ask you something?”

“Yeah, ‘course.”

“Should I be concerned that you don’t know where x-ray is? Or that your badge says ‘visitor’?” You outwardly laughed at that, flipping your other badge to the front.

“I’ve got privileges. I promise I’m not some weirdo off the street who found a pair of scrubs and wanted to play pretend.” You smiled, “would be pretty stupid to do that in a military hospital anyways.”

“You new?”

“Technically, yeah. I’m from Doctors Without Borders, but you guys were seriously understaffed so I was pulled from the field to here until further notice. They preferred that rather than pulling in new kids who wouldn’t know how to deal with army level situations.”

“And now you’re stuck healing the people doing the bombings rather than helping the innocent civilians?”

“Yeah….” You sighed, ducking your gaze before glancing back up with a small grin on your face, “but every so often a real cute Marine pops in to make up for it.”

Abi felt her cheeks flush the slightest as you grinned at her over your shoulder, ducking back through the curtain. When you returned you stitched her up swiftly, administering the appropriate shots and painkillers to help her manage the pain. She was still slightly annoyed at how long everything was taking, but understood now just how understaffed you were, giving you personally a bit of a break on the matter. You flitted off dealing with some other patients while you waited for her X-ray’s to come back, huffing in defeat when they finally did.

“Well Abi, it looks like you’re stuck with us for a couple of days.” You lead with the bad news as you re-entered the curtain.

“Oh for fuck’s sake, seriously?”

“Yes.” You chuckled, “one of your ribs is just cracked and it’ll heal fine but the other one’s broken.”

“It’s a broken rib, I’ll be fine.”

“Yeah…they all say that…until it’s one bad move during an op or a drill and the rib punctures into your lung and you’re drowning on your own blood.” She groaned and tossed herself back onto the pillows, “and I have a feeling you’re more than likely to fib to your Captain and not take the adequate time to heal properly.”

“It comes with the job.” She half smirked at you in response and you smiled.

“You guys all need to chill a little more.” You quickly checked through her vitals, noting them into a chart. “Alright, someone’s going to come transfer you to an actual room and keep an eye on your stats.”

“They rushing you off somewhere else?” She asked, cocking a brow.

“I’m needed on an assist in the O.R.” You sighed.

“Sounds like I’m not the only one who needs to chill.” She smirked and you shook your head in a small laugh.

“I’ll swing by on my way out to check on you.”

“Thanks.”

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It took longer than you’d expected to get everything wrapped up on your end in the O.R, breathing out a heavy sigh of relief when you knew you were finally done for the day. You changed, tossing what you needed into your bag and made your way out of the locker room.

Abi on the other hand spent some time sleeping, alternated with half paying attention to whatever t.v was in English and scrolling through her phone (and updating her Captain on her condition). Her eyes moved up from the small screen when there was a soft knock at the door.

“Hey.” You greeted quietly, “how ya feeling?”

“Better.” She smiled, “pain killers are definitely helping.”

You laughed softly, swinging the door nearly all the way shut as you moved closer to the bed, dropping your coat into a spare chair.

“You hungry?” You quirked a brow, “I know the patient food is pretty crappy, wouldn’t be surprised if you didn’t eat much.”

“Like you wouldn’t fucking believe.” Abi pushed herself up more on the bed, pulling her legs up criss crossed in her lap.

“Well…don’t go blabbing to the other patients, and definitely not the nurses, I’m pretty sure I could get into mountains of trouble for this.” You pulled the fast food bag out of your duffle, hand delving in to pull out a few pieces.

“You snuck me in McDonald’s?! You fucking angel!” Abi gushed as you handed her the food.

“Played it safe with a burger, junior chicken and some fries, little bit of everything.”

“Why?” She asked softly, gaze meeting yours and you shrugged.

“Had a few friends who were out on the ships, said things like this were what they missed the most.” Crumpling the top of the food bag you shoved it back into your duffle, picking up your coat, “figured if you were stuck in here for a few days it was the least I could do.”

“You’re not staying? Your food’ll be cold by the time you get home.” You chuckled,

“They’re putting me up at the hotel right cross the street, I’m sure it’ll be fine.”

“You bought me dinner, the least I can do is keep you company while we eat.” She protested, a small grin on her face.

“You sure?” You hesitated slightly, your coat dangling from your arm.

“Yeah.” She gestured to the chair, “besides, you called me cute and brought me dinner, mark me down as intrigued.”

“Okay.” You laughed, feeling your cheeks heat as you settled into a chair, pulling out your own food.

“What got you into Doctors Without Borders?” Abi asked over a bite of cheeseburger, glancing toward you.

“I finished my residency and had no idea what I wanted to specialize in. I knew I was helping, but felt I could do something more, ya know?” You shot her a glance, “one of our attendings had been an army doctor, he always said I had a knack for specializing in trauma so I started to look into it. Without borders just seemed more my style than actually working for the army. No..offence?” Abi laughed,

“None taken. There’s a reason I’m a marine. And for what it’s worth, I commend you for what you do.”

“Really?” Your brow furrowed, glancing up at her.

“Yeah.” She chuckled, “army, marine, people like me, I mean, we choose to be heading into potentially very dangerous territory to do our jobs. We’re literally here to protect and fight when needed. But you, I mean, without borders? That’s about helping people who can’t afford it, or who don’t have access to any proper healthcare.”

“You’re not wrong.” You mulled over a few French fries, “my Mom was on vacation in Africa, fell down a flight of stairs and when she saw a medic they said it was just sprained. They threw it in a sling and called it a day, when she got home she found out it was actually broken. Maybe it kinda stems from that? I mean, a broken wrist is nothing compared to the shit I’ve seen.”

“I can only imagine.”

“Yeah….”

Abi frowned at the way your eyes ghosted over, no doubt thinking back to the horrid images you’d seen in the field. As much as she’d had her own horrible scenes, she knew yours had to be worse, you were the one that was supposed to fix them all, that you had very limited amount of time to try and assess who needed the most help first and go from there. You probably lost more patients on a daily basis than she could even believe.

“Well I thank you for what you do, both here and in the field. It’s way more important than anything I’m doing.”

“Thanks.” You glanced up at her, holding her gaze with a warm smile. Part of you absolutely melted at the grin on her face, fuck was she ever beautiful, even in a hospital gown. The vibe in the room shifted slightly as she unwrapped her second burger, a slight glint in her eyes as she spoke again.

“So these cute Marines, they pop up often? You got one of your own?” You laughed heartily,

“You would be the first.” You half teased, tossing her a coy glance, “and considering I’d rather not be arrested over here, no, I don’t have one my own.”

“Ugh. I feel you on that.”

Abi rolled her eyes, as much as a lot of the world was behind on LGBT rights, in Iraq it was still a federal crime to have any kind of homosexual interaction, even if you weren’t a local. The Marines or without borders could only protect either of you so far and you’d both done everything you could to simply wait til you were home, or in a more safe space. But today, something had shifted, as if you were both willing to risk at least some part of your lives to spend time with the other. After all, you’d already snuck out to a McDonald’s and snuck it back into her room, and she was more than happy spending some extra time with you.

“Makes things a little more difficult, but I know it’ll work out in the end. I mean..that’s what they keep telling us right?” You half laughed, chucking your cheeseburger wrapper into the garbage can.

“They do.” Abi smiled at you, “but I think they’re right. I mean, you and I have seen a lot of shit, things at least somewhat work out in the end, right?”

“For the ones who believe with all their hearts and hope like no tomorrow, maybe?”

“Hey, don’t be a Debbie downer, I’m the one in the hospital bed.” Abi half teased, smiling as she was graced with a half smile from you.

“Sorry.” You sighed, “it’s just…been a long day.”

“Then go home.” She spoke softly, though you could nearly hear her sergeant commanding voice shining through, “don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine. And I’m sure you’ll be back at some ungodly hour of the morning before I’m even awake.”

“You’re not wrong about that.” You chuckled softly, picking up your things. “Thanks Abi…this was a nice…break from reality for a bit.”

“Hey, I’ll be here all week.” She teased and you half rolled your eyes.

“I’ll see you tomorrow. Try to get some sleep. The nurse told you about the pain med button?”

“Yeah,” she nodded, “g’night y/n”

“Goodnight.” You shot her a small smile as you pulled on your coat, quietly shutting the door behind you as you left. You weren’t quite sure what was going on, or how you felt, but you knew that for the first time since you’d been in Iraq your heart was skipping a beat for an entirely different reason than normal, and for once, you weren’t scared to pursue it anymore.

[dwaynepride]

tapped with an impatience

summary: sneaking away to a hidden corner to share a secretive kiss.

Oh man thank you!! I absolutely understand if you chuck this one out but thank you for even considering it/her!! 12 with Abigail Borin please! I don’t mind whether it’s nola or ncis, I love both, and you x

words: 708

warnings: girl-identifying reader

tags: @stanathanxoox​ @pageofultron​

For once, you were thankful for all of Sebastian’s quirks and ramblings. He’d distracted Pride, at least a little, when Abigail decided to give you a look if you happened to chance a glance at her. Confident, as always, that she wouldn’t be caught.

Though, now walking down the hallway, it was a little more dangerous. Even with Pride in the front, annotating Sebastian’s findings and voicing his own thoughts,, Agent Borin walked right beside you. It was difficult to pay attention to whatever Pride was saying - her hand kept brushing against yours. As you walked, it’s like she was stepping even closer. Playing chicken with how close she can get.

It was hard to discern whether to be annoyed or exhilarated.

Though, as Abigail suddenly grips your arm and pulls you to a stop, those feelings are replaced with pure shock. You don’t even have enough time to glare at her and say her name before she calls out Pride’s name. “Hey! We’ll come meet you at the car in a few minutes.”

What the fuck does she think she’s doing?

Pride swivels around, his face wearing a confused frown. “Everything okay?” He asks.

“Sure. Just some girly business.” Abigail wears that confident little smirk of hers - you’ve learned never to trust it, and you’re surprised that Pride doesn’t automatically question her. “Do you really need to know?”

His eyes flicker away awkwardly before shaking his head. “No, no. Just, uh- try to be quick, okay?”

Abigail nods once, and you just barely withhold a groan as she pulls you away in the direction of the bathrooms. Surely, there must be a better time to fuck around than in the middle of a case. And once Pride is out of earshot, you pull your arm out of her grasp. “Abigail, what-”

“Relax. This won’t take long.”

That doesn’t make you feel any better.

She’s first into the bathroom, and you follow right behind. But just as soon as you’re through the door, Abby pulls you closer. Kicks the door shut and backs you up into it while leaning in and kissing you hard. You can instantly tell she’s wearing chapstick - her lips taste like strawberries.

And yeah, it’s been a little while since you and her have shared a kiss that went deeper than just a peck. Hell, you can’t even remember the last time Abigail’s kissed you this hard. A kiss that melts your brain and makes you forget how to breathe with its intensity.

It’s not as if kisses are common enough to be taken for granted. You and Abigail Borin aren’t exactly official or anything - merely hooking up whenever she’s in town and you happen to cross paths on a case. You spend a night together and she says she’ll miss you and you believe her.

Maybe that’s what makes this kiss that much more powerful. And she knows it, because when she breaks the kiss and leans away, Abigai smiles knowingly at the blissed out look on your face. “Yeah, I missed you, too,” she says softly.

Your eyes blink open, and despite the softer look on her face, it still makes you blush that she caught you looking so vulnerable. “You ever think about sticking around after the case?” You ask her. “Take a vacation? Coast Guard can’t possibly need you that much.”

She smirks at that. “You’d be surprised.”

This time, when Abby kisses you again, it’s slower. Making it last because you both know there aren’t too many opportunities to really slow down and enjoy each others company. There’s no normal perks of dating, and that’s probably the biggest negative to whatever you have going on between you two.

Plus, you both know Pride is waiting in the car. And the longer you stay here, the longer the case goes unsolved.

So reluctantly, you both seem to pull away at the same time. If there was one thing you two understood, it was the importance of the job. And maybe that’s why things have never truly moved on from where you are.

Still, just as you’re pulling the door open, Abigail swoops in and places one last kiss to your lips. Just to make it last.

[temilyrights]

i would actually pay money to have borin in an episode next season (preferably one with jack in)

[chestnutninny]

I Thought I Hated You- Chapter 4

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"I...I think I might love you, Abs." You admitted as you felt your eyes fighting to stay open.

Abigail smiled to herself at your confession, whispering those three, little words back to your sleep filled body.

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Abigail woke up to the sun streaming through the mesh curtains of the room she was currently residing in. She took in her surroundings as she tried to figure out where she was, smiling when she realised she was in your room, in your bed.

It then occurred to her that the other side of the bed seemed cold, meaning you weren't in the bed with her anymore. Abi heard banging around down the corridor, the clanging of cutlery making her realise how hungry she felt at that moment.

"Hey." She greeted a she walked into the kitchen. She wandered over to you, her arms lacing around your waist from behind.

"Good morning." You turned in her arms, planting a gentle yet passionate kiss on her lips.

She pushed you up against the worktop of your kitchen side, you gasping as her hands slip under the hem of your oversized t-shirt.

"Abi," You moaned. "I'm making you breakfast!"

"You're all the breakfast I need." She winked as she let go of you. She wandered over to the table that was sat off to the side of the kitchen, flicking through the newspaper that occupied the surface of the table.

She immediately turned to the sports page, chuckling at the results from the baseball games.

"I could do better." She murmured into the coffee that you brought over to her.

You laughed as she rolled her eyes at the paper, closing it whilst giving you her full and undivided attention.

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After your breakfast, you both resided on the couch, and both of you mindlessly tracing patterns on the others' skin.

"So..." Abigail started.

"So what?" You giggled, lolling your head to the side.

"I heard what you said to me last night." She looked at you seriously.

Your cheeks flushed as you averted your eyes from her intense gaze.

"I'm sorry. If you aren't ready, I totally understand and-"

Abi surged forward, her lips enveloping yours as she pulled you into her lap.

"Y/N, I love you too. Trust me, I am ready." She smiled at you and her fingers stroked up and down your arms, giving you goosebumps.

"You really love me?" Uou asked, shocked at her confession.

Abi nodded her head, and just from the look in her eyes, you knew that she couldn't be lying about this.

You wrapped her legs around her waist as she stood up from the coach, walking you towards the bedroom door.

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[chestnutninny]

I Thought I Hated You- Chapter 3

Warning: smut, this chapter is really long but I wanted to fit it all into this one without having to split it up.

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You and Abigail had been on a few dates since your incident at the offices. You learnt that she was more than just the annoying, strict agent that you had worked with, she was kind, considerate and very loving.

You had developed feelings for Abigail, and you were inclined with the idea of starting a relationship with the woman. Both of you had carried on dating, however, the topic of age was still holding you back from progressing with your relationship.

Abigail was 48 and you were still only 27, but you both really liked each other and you were insistent on being with this beautiful woman.

You invited Borin over to your apartment tonight due to the cold, bitter wind outside. You were finishing fastening your belt buckle as three knocks rung though from the entrance.

You opened the door to find Abi stood there, a bottle of wine and a bag of takeout, her face holding a giddy grin.

"Hey, you." You leaned forward to kiss her cheek and whilst you ushered her inside.

She set the food and drink down on thr coffee table beofre sliding off her jacket, revealing her dress that stopped half way up her thigh, the neckline dipping so low that it left little to your imagination. As you checked her oit, you felt your mouth go dry.

You both took your seats on the sofa, focussing on the Chinese food for the time being, the only sounds breaking the silence were the TV and the minimal chat that you both indulged in.

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You both finished your food and settled the plates to the side out of your way.

You could feel Abigail's eyes burning into the side of your face, your body squirming under her intense gaze.

"Y/N. I need to ask you." She finally broke the silence. "How are you still single?"

She slid closer to you as she laid her head on your shoulder. You smiled down at her, chuckling to yourself.

"Just waiting for the right one."

You both returned your focus to the movie that was playing on Netflix when a very intense sex scene appeared on her screen, making you squeeze your legs together.

Abigail placed her hand just above your knee, her fingers gently tracing patterns higher and higher up your legs until she was at the top of your thighs. Her legs straddled yours as she set herself onto your lap, her black dress riding up, bunching around her waist.

Her lips captured yours, sucking and biting at them, making you gasp at the feeling. Your hands reached around to grab at her ass, pulling her body flush against your chest. Your hips ground down against yours, the buckle of your belt pushing against her sensitive clit.

Your hands settled under her thighs, lifting her from the sofa and carrying her towards your bedroom. Once you got into your room, you settled Abi down on your bed, her breathing rapid with excitement.

She reached forward to unbutton your shirt, sliding it off your frame before reaching for the zipper on her dress. She pulled the dress down her body until it pooled at her ankles. She stepped out of it as your hands undid the clasp of her bra, allowing her boobs to be freed from the restraint. You looked her up and down, taking in her almost naked body, eyes lingering on every single part of her. She was so beautiful.

"Wow." You breathed, pushing her back until her knees hit the bottom of your bed.

She propped herself against the pillows at the top of the bed just as you began to crawl towards her, your kips meeting in a passionate embrace. You sat back on your heels, and she reached her hands out, undoing the buckle of your belt, placing it on your bedside table.

You slid your bra down your arms as you were ushered out of your trousers. Both of you were almost completely bare before each other.

You kissed and nipped your way down her body, your lips encasing her perky boobs, sucking on her rosy nipples. You palmed at her chest as you continued your assault until you were met with the hem of her lace panties.

You look up the gauge her reaction and the look of pure lust and adoration were all the consent you needed before you slipped her underwear down her long, pale legs, throwing them somewhere behind you.

You spread her legs wide, taking notice of her glistening centre.

"You're already so wet. Is this all for me?" You smirked down at her as your fingers glided through her folds.

"Y-Yeah, Y/N..." She whimpered as her hand came up to cover her mouth.

"No! Don't do that." You batted her hands away, but then you had an idea. You reached Iver to your bedside table to retrieve your belt, looping her wrists with it as you fastened it to the headboard of your bed.

"Is this okay?" You asked slightly tugging on the belt.

"Yes..." She moaned out, her breath coming out in fast pants.

You lowered your face in between her legs, her pussy wet and ready for you. You licked a strike up from her entrance to her clit, spreading her wetness around. You plunged your tongue into her, her moans echoing off the walls of your room.

"Ohh my goddd, that feels so good."

Your tongue left her hole to regain its focus on her clit, flicking it with the tip of your tongue. Abigail squirmed underneath you already close by pleasure that she had been receiving. You stretched her out with two fingers, searching for that one spot what would make her cave and make her legs tremble and shake.

You assumed you found that spot when her eyes rolled to the back of her head, her back arching off the bed, her abs tensing and untensing as her orgasm came washing over her.

She moaned, so loud you were sure you'd be getting a noise complaint, as you felt her walls flutter and clamp around your fingers as they carried on with their brutal pace in and out her, curling into her g-spot.

You watched as she rode out her high, your fingers slowing down before coming to a halt inside of her. You removed your fingers and placed them at her lips, watching in awe as she sucked herself off your fingers.

"Holy shit, Y/N. That was so hot."

You chuckled as you threw the duvet over her body. You watched over to your dresser, pulling out two pairs of pyjamas and throwing one to Abi.

"What about you?" She questioned, her hazel eyes full of love and sincerity.

"This was about you, I'm happy with that." You admitted as you put on your sleep clothes.

You get into bed beside her, her head taking rest on your clothed chest, whilst your arms pulled her close.

You heard her breathing even before long, smiling down at the woman in your arms.

"I...I think I might love you, Abs." You admitted as you felt your eyes fighting to stay open.

Abigail smiled to herself at your confession whispering those three little words back to your sleep filled body.

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[storiesofsvu]

The Marine's Girl Ch 3

Warnings: language, smut Abigail Borin x fem!reader

Abi was used to waking up early, what she wasn’t used to was waking up in such a comfy bed, and she definitely wasn’t used to waking up this warm from being wrapped around another human. Her eyes stayed shut as she shifted closer to you, listening to your soft snores echoing through the room. She could feel your fingers loosely interlaced with the hand she had wrapped around your middle and she smiled, softly pressing a kiss into the back of your neck. You let out a sleepy sigh, pulling her arm tighter around you as your head buried deeper into your pillow. The floral scent of your freshly washed hair invaded Abi’s senses and within a few more moments she was back in a blissful sleep, smile still ghosting on her lips.

You were jolted out of your sleep less than an hour later when the hotel room phone began to loudly ring the sound bouncing off the walls for louder than necessary. Leaping your upper body from the bed, you nearly forgot Abi was there, wincing at the whiplash you got from her arm still being around you as you managed to pick up and slam down the receiver.

“You got an iron grip ya know?” You grumbled, voice heavy with sleep as you dropped back down beside her, rolling to your back.

“Sorry.” She murmured, slowly blinking open her eyes, sheepish grin on her face.

“S’okay… I should’ve remembered to turn that off.”

“Mmm…” she yawned, pushing her hair off her face, “you had other things on your mind.”

“I’ll say.” You chuckled, laying a kiss in the palm of her hand, “you sleep okay?”

“Mmhmm. Much better without the racket of all those beeping machines.” Her face softened as she looked over at you, “any bad dreams?”

“No. Think I was so tired my imagination had nothing left.”

“Good.” Her eyes searched through yours for any hint of the nightmares left from the previous day, her fingers daintily brushing back a few loose hairs, “I do believe you were promised more kisses…” smirking she leant in, lips meeting yours ever so softly. You hummed in appreciation, breaking the kiss after a moment.

“Give me two minutes. I really wanna brush my teeth.” Shoving back the covers you rolled out of the bed, rounding the bend to the basin.

“Oh how’s that fair? You get to be minty fresh and I’m stuck with morning breath?” Abi called as she heard the water start to run.

She let out a quiet yelp as a bottle of mouthwash came flying through the room at her, laughing at your tactics. Hearing the sound of the bathroom door click shut she used the sink in the kitchenette to freshen up briefly, leaving the bottle beside it before she half fell back into the bed again. Her body was still feeling the effects of her injuries and the medication, as much as she would’ve loved to return to the field, she knew she definitely wouldn’t have held up yet. She groaned at the thought, annoyed at being holed up for another likely couple of weeks, though that was completely forgotten when you rounded back into the bedroom area. You’d shed the sweater, just in a tank and loose sweats, the sunbeams breaking through the curtains illuminated your skin, the colouring of your eyes highlighted as your cheeks slipped into a grin.

“What?” You asked softly, sliding back under the covers towards Abi.

“Not a thing.” She smiled, a hand coming to your cheek as her lips met yours again.

They moved with a lazy ease against each other, slowly and gently exploring as your arms wrapped around each other. Your tongue slid across Abi’s lower lip and her mouth dropped open for you to taste, her tongue rolling against yours, swallowing back the breath of pleasure you let out. The mint of your toothpaste tingled her senses, her tongue flicking at yours before her lips closed, sealing the kiss. Letting you catch a breath while she rolled you onto your back, lips meeting yours again.

Your lips curved into a smile, eyes barely fluttered shut at the sensation of her body on you. The kiss felt like an absolute dream, a heavenly welcomed contact after so long of being alone, so long of pretending you were totally fine on your own. It felt almost strange that something as small and tender as a kiss could wash away so much of the stress and worry from the both of you. It was as if the world around you disappeared a little more with each movement of your lips, everything became a blur in the unknown except for the warmth of your bodies curled around each other.

While some kisses could be compared to feeling fireworks going off around you in celebration, this kiss, theses kisses, were ones where the only thing that mattered was the person beside you, the only thought, the only feeling that mattered was that you were in her arms and she was in yours. It was a kiss that felt like it changed your world, that you suddenly knew exactly what you’d been searching for your entire life.

Abi’s hands delved under the hem of your tank top desirably slow, she was in no rush and neither were you. Her fingers tickled at your skin, pulling an adorable giggle from you as she explored your body, smiling against your lips, a huff of a laugh escaping into you at the way your stomach would tense under her fingers.

“This okay?” She purred and your eyes fluttered open. Her hair had fallen over her shoulders, hanging around her face as she leant over you, the sun now pouring in through the window casting her in such a glow she looked angelic and for a moment you were sure you were dreaming.

“Absolutely.” You breathed out, your hand caressing the side of her cheek as she smiled. She leant into the touch before kissing your palm, nudging at you softly so she could shuck your shirt off, tossing it to the floor.

Leaning over you again she braced herself on her forearm while her lips kissed at yours again. Her other hand cupped under your breast, thumb tracing the under-curve of it, slowly rolling the tender flesh between her fingers, inching closer to your nipple. Your breathing laboured, breaking free of the kiss as she gently pinched at the swollen bud, bringing it to a peak. Your back arched off the mattress into her touch while she continued to toy with you. Her lips kissed across your cheek, ghosting over your neck, pausing when she hit the spot that made you shiver, a grin splaying across your cheeks. She switched hands, moving to the other side of your body to repeat her actions while she licked and kissed down your collarbone, nipping at the supple skin.

“Abs…” your voice was airy, nearly dreamlike. One hand half cupped her cheek, half sinking into her hair as she licked up the other side of your collarbone, the other one linking into the fingers that braced her on the bed.

Her mouth moved lower, slowly but surely exploring every inch until it reached your nipple, sucking it into her lips. You gasped at the sensation, your hips suddenly rocking up against her body and she chuckled softly. Abi’s eyes glanced up, gaining contact with yours as her tongue lay a broad stripe between your breasts, surging forward to kiss you breathless before she shifted back down.

It was a wonder that your skin was as heated as it was already, every action she performed was deliberate, an exploration. The way she kissed and nipped around your body a discovery of what made you tick, she left no fraction of your skin untouched and it exhilarated you. You’d never felt like this before, your chest nearly heaving by the time she reached your navel. Her lips softly yet firmly planted a kiss right above the hem of your pants and then she paused, the cool skin of her cheek resting against your heated stomach as her eyes bore up into yours, a brow every so softly raised in question. You nearly melted again in that moment, if she wasn’t the most beautiful creature on earth you were sure you were blind.

All it took was a soft nod from you and she kissed at your skin again before her hands tucked under the waistband, pulling the pants off your frame, not surprised to find you bare underneath. Eager to continue mapping out your body with her mouth she sat back further, nipping at the skin by your ankle, kissing a trail up your leg. Only once she had moved from your opposite thigh, all the way back down and then repeated her path back up did she settle between your legs. A hand raised to your heat, two fingers ghosting through your folds and your breath hitched. They traced around the edge of your clit before sliding back down, separating and spreading your lower lips.

“You’re absolutely beautiful.” She murmured and you giggled.

Abi’s fingers repeated the action of sliding through your folds, this time delving in further, pushing in just the tips. The pads of her fingers drawing out even more of your wetness, spreading it around your pussy, coating your clit in your slick. You moaned quietly as her hand began to rock gently into your heat, her eyes trained on the way her fingers were so easily swallowed into you. She curved them intently, tapping and pressing while continuing to thrust, waiting until you let out a gasp, your hips rutting up against her and smiled. Repeating the action a few times just to make sure, your thighs clenched around her and she pulled her hand out.

A whine escaped from your lips at the empty feeling, but was very quickly replaced by a moan as Abi’s mouth sunk into your pussy. Her tongue lapped up your mess, groaning over the taste of your juices as she probed into your walls, curling and twisting, not wanting to let anything she could reach untasted. Heat surged through your body, prickling at your skin, a hand clenched into the bedsheets while the other one found its way back into her hair, half holding it back for her, half tightening for your sake as her mouth continued to tenderly fuck you.

There was something so incredibly intimate about the way Abi ate you, the way she was savouring every last second of it, every last drop that you had to give. The way she sucked and lapped at you gave you not a single doubt in the world that she was enjoying it just as much, if not even more as you were. Her tongue slurped up as much as it could before her mouth moved up, wrapping around your clit and you cried out. When she felt the way your hips were so quickly bucking against her, her fingers slipped back into your pussy, thrusting and curling, your walls fluttering and pulsating around them. You felt her tongue begin to trace patterns around your beating nub, swollen and sensitive while her lips suctioned around it, pulling it deeper in and out of her mouth.

The prickling beneath your skin started to burn, racing through your veins as it plummeted south, the pressure building with each tap of Abi’s fingers. Your body began to tremble, thighs shaking around her as your pussy clamped down around her hand. A few more heavy sucks of your clit and your cried out, trying to stay somewhat quiet, muffling your cries into your shoulder, your hips rocking up, stilling against her mouth.

Gasping for air, the hand in her hair pulled her mouth off you. She laid her cheek on your thigh, her gaze switching between your heaving chest and head thrown back against the pillows and her fingers slowly and gently fucking you through your peak. When your body finally un-tensed her fingers slipped from you, letting you catch your breath as she sucked them clean. You trembled a few times as she crawled up the bed, wrapping the sheets back around your now chilled form.

A calming silence filled with ease took over the room, Abi hummed as you curled around her body, her lips hitting the top of your head, hands daintily tracing patterns over your exposed skin. Your eyes fluttered shut in satisfaction as your breathing slowed, the gentle beating of her heart lulling you back into a blissful sleep.

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The quite rumble of the t.v first roused you from your slumber, the feeling of Abi’s fingers combing through your hair brought you back to life, rolling slightly off her as you stretched. Groaning as your body popped and cracked, your eyes scrunched shut, blinking a few times before you opened them to Abi smiling down at you.

“I was beginning to think I knocked ya out a little too hard.” She teased, you laughed at first and then gasped, shooting up to sitting.

“Oh God! I- I’m so sorry. I’ve just been so tired and that was”- Abi held a finger up to your lips, silencing you before she kissed you gently.

“Exactly, you were tired, you needed to be shown how appreciated you are.” She kissed you again, pulling you back into her side.

“But you didn’t…”

“It’s fine.” She smirked, “besides, I have a feeling I won’t be able to keep still and the last thing I’d want was for you to blame yourself for an out of place rib or torn stitch.” You half glared half smirked up at her,

“Thank you.” You kissed her shoulder, “you hungry? I was gonna order room service.”

“Sounds perfect.”

The rest of the afternoon was spent just as one would assume, you and Abi snuggled in each other’s arms as you flipped through the channel’s. Sometimes you would actually pay attention to the movie, others you’d end up sleeping through most of it. And then there were the hours that were spent with the t.v forgotten as you shared stories, played twenty questions and simply enjoyed each other’s company.

As the sun began to sink in the sky you assured Abi she was more than welcome to stay another night (or really, as long as she wanted), she joked that you had a much nicer room (work covered the basic rate, you splurged to have the kitchenette) and would much rather stay. Though she did end up ducking back to her room to make sure she had a couple changes of clothes and whatever essentials she would need for a few days at a time while you showered. That night, you were more than thrilled to be able to curl up together, falling into an even easier sleep than the night before.

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The Marine’s Girl -Ch 4

Abigail Borin x fem!reader Warnings: Language, mentions of smut, smidge of angst/emotion, mention of nightmares/minor ptsd related subjects. A/N: Again, no knowledge of the Marines over here and I’m too lazy to do that much research so remember it’s fiction. Also remember this takes place like..early 2000’s, social media is not a thing, cell phones aren’t widely spread and the fanciest ones are like...Blackberry’s.

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It didn’t take very long for you and Abi to fall into a very comfortable routine with her in your hotel room. You’d often wake up together in the mornings, both used to rising before the sun was even a thought in the sky, for the first little bit you’d head down for your usual morning run or quick workout while Abi slept a little longer before starting on a simple breakfast for the two of you. Once you’d deemed her in good enough health after a quick rib check, she’d join you for some form of lower impact activity to help her not go stir crazy. Your showers were often shared and she’d always make sure to give you a warm kiss before you left for the day.

The domestic feeling sunk in faster than either of you had expected, then again, that was to happen when you were all of a sudden, technically, living together. You encouraged Abi to help herself to basically anything you had in your room to help her from going insane all cooped up. While she was weaning off the pain meds you usually found her buried deep into one of your books, or working through Sudoku when you got home. As the days went on, you gave her a list of safe enough places to explore, and she offered to start picking up smaller grocery orders, taking on the role of the stay at home partner, often having dinner ready when you got home. Even if that meant the plate was in the microwave when you trudged in hours later than expected.

Your evenings were spent exchanging stories, playing various rounds of twenty questions or would you rather? You broke out a deck of cards, teaching each other games you’d picked up over the years working in the field where entertainment opportunities were limited, a travel sized backgammon she usually kept on her as a distraction made for a nice learning experience for you. (Meaning, she whipped your ass basically every single time).

As one would imagine, free moments were filled curling in each other’s arms, some nights that was all you did, simply held each other. There were nights Abi would jolt awake, a nearly forgotten memory shoving its way to the forefront of her nightmare. The first time it happened the sudden movement scared the shit out of you, more so yelping as her elbow collided with your cheekbone. The noise brought her fully conscious and she was immediately apologetic but you couldn’t help but notice the way her hands were shaking when she brought you the bag of ice. You assured her your face was fine, that calming her racing heart was where your priority was. But Abi was more stubborn than you’d realized, only relaxing against your body in your arms once your free one was holding the compress to your already reddening skin. After that you tended to stir awake just before a nightmare would take over, able to coax her down without waking her up, a gentle hand playing with her hair or soothing across her back. She admitted she felt bad about waking you, but you assured her most of the time you were still half asleep yourself.

For Abi, moments like this were strange, few and far between before you came into her life. She was used to cold bunk rooms, breaking awake in a sweat and having to shove it back down out of sheer embarrassment. The lucky nights were the ones she was able to escape up to the ship deck, or out into the cool night air, the wind bringing the panic and anxiety coursing through her veins down as the air chilled her. The salty smell of the sea, the sound of the waves crashing against the boat calming her, lulling her back into a state of peace before she could finally return to bed.

Now, she had you. She had your voice softly cooing to her, telling her it was okay, that she was safe. She had your arms securely wrapping around her, the feel of your lips tenderly kissing her forehead. And honestly, she’d never felt more safe or protected in her life. Something stable, something like this, someone like you, was exactly what her subconscious had been begging for for years.

You were surprised that you became so accustomed to sharing your space and time with someone. Especially in such a small space, though, you were adjusted to living in smaller prior to the move into the city. It warmed your chest the days you came “home” to find Abi doing the best she could in the tiny kitchenette to have a good meal ready for you. Hell, it made you smile just seeing her in your space, knowing that she was there for you when you’d had a long day.

It didn’t take her very long before she was instantly able to tell when the day had been less than favourable. You’d sink yourself into her arms, much like that first night you’d spent together and to your extreme relief she would simply hold you, swaying you until you were ready to either talk about it, or shower away the day. She surprised you with just how intimate and tender she could be, either filling the tub with warm water, tucking herself behind you, holding you to her or stepping into the shower with you. Her hands soothed into your scalp, massaging in shampoo and conditioner, the words not even needed to be spoken.

Somehow, your similar yet drastically different paths in life had you able to nearly completely understand each other.

The nights you enjoyed the most, aside from the ones where you’d laugh until your sides ached, were the ones truly buried in each other’s bodies. You were more than eager to explore every inch of exposed skin, eyes, fingers, lips and teeth didn’t leave an inch undiscovered. There were nights you barely slept, the desire to watch the other come undone yet again too powerful to want to give in to slumber. Abi had made you feel things in a few short weeks you didn’t even realize was possible of your body, you ached in the most delicious way and you wouldn’t have it any other way. She’d almost forgotten what life was like outside the three small blocks around the hotel, what it was like waking up and not having your adorable face next to her.

But you both knew something like this was too good to be true. You knew from the moment Abi showed up at your hotel room door that the day would come where she would be cleared back for active duty. You both somehow let the time slip through your fingers, not realizing how long it had been until the day hit.

You shoved open your hotel room door, kicking it shut behind you, your head glancing up to find Abi perched on the edge of the bed. Her chin was in her hands, her gaze landing on the t.v, but you could practically see the emptiness in them from the doorway.

“You okay?” You asked softly as you shed your outer garments, your bag finding home in a spare chair. Abi took a second before tearing her gaze away, looking up at you, her voice almost groggy.

“Yeah.” She sighed, picking up folded paper from the bed, “they’re coming to pick me up in the morning.”

“I know.” You breathed out and she furrowed her brow at you, watching as you pulled out an envelope from your bag, “last task of the day was signing off on your medical report. Your C.O’ll need that.” You handed it to her and she reluctantly took it. Part of her believed that if she was missing it, maybe she could stay, but then again, that thought was ridiculous, wasn’t it?

“Thanks.” Her fingers slipped the documents together, dropping them into the duffle lying on the floor. Hesitantly, you stepped toward her, sitting on the edge of the bed beside her, you relaxed slightly as her hand instinctively curled into yours.

“What now?” Your voice was barely above a whisper, not really even wanting to ask the question.

“I dunno.” Her shoulders slumped, “thought this part would be easier…”

“Would a cheeseburger help?” You asked, a small grin on your cheeks as you turned your head toward her and she laughed softly at the memory of your first day in the hospital.

“Yeah.” Her lips hit the side of your head, “I think it would.”

You were sure to kiss her forehead before you moved from the bed, grabbing the bag of food from your bag. Abi shifted on the bed so she was cross legged facing you, sitting, you mirrored her pose, the food spread out between you as you mulled over your futures.

“This doesn’t have to be goodbye.” She stated blankly and you cocked a brow.

“It’s not exactly like I can come down to the barracks to hang out.”

“No.” She sighed wearily, “I don’t have a phone out there either, but this is still my port city. They do mail pick ups and drop offs weekly, we could try that? And I’m sure there’ll be more than a few hospital transfers I could volunteer to oversee.”

“You don’t have to give up your active duty hours just to see me.” You smiled and she returned it, her hand reaching up to stroke at your cheek.

“It’s not giving up if I want to. Besides…” she shrugged, “it’ll get me some brownie points, look like I’m really watching out for the team.” You laughed,

“But you’re really just sneaking off to see your secret girlfriend?”

“I guess you could say that.” She smirked and you felt your cheeks heat.

“It won’t be the same.” You murmured, the sudden thought of coming home to an empty hotel room crunching at your chest.

“I know…”

“If…this is it…I feel like we shouldn’t waste any time…” your hand interlaced with hers, pulling you to her, only waiting a moment for her to protest before your lips met hers in a tender kiss.

Abi returned it, shifting so you gently fell onto the bed beneath her, her tongue swiped at your mouth, delving in, eager to taste every inch of you before she left. That night was unlike any before, instead of exploring each other, you were memorizing each other’s bodies, the warmth of them against you, the feel of her lips on your heated skin. The way your fingers tickled up her sides while you lay a trail of soft kisses up her spine, burying into the crook of her neck, inhaling the scent of her, begging your mind to never forget it. It was hours later, exhausted and blissed out that you were curled in each other’s arms, soft snores echoing into the room, your bodies pressed as tightly to each other as humanly possible, aching to hold onto the touch for as long as you could.

*

A quiet shuffling pulled you from your sleep, the sun barely peaked through the curtains, a pinkish glow casting over the room. On your stomach your head rolled toward the offending noise, watching Abi for a moment as she straightened her tie.

“Looking good Sergeant.” You murmured, her eyes meeting yours through the mirror as she smiled.

“Thanks.” She chuckled, crossing over to the bed, sitting on the edge as you propped your head up on your elbow.

“Never realized I had a thing for women in uniform.” You teased as she leant down, kissing you gently, her hand caressing your cheek.

“Sorry I woke you.” She pecked at your lips again, “I wanted to let you sleep as long as I could.”

“Mmm…it’s fine.” Your hand stroked its way down her arm, fingers coming to fiddle with the buttons on her cuff. “I’m gonna miss this.” Your eyes dared to glance up at her, “I’m gonna miss you.”

“I’m gonna miss you too.” Her hand cupped the back of your head, lips hitting your forehead, stilling there as you absorbed the embrace for a moment. “I’ll be back before you know it.” You shifted up so you were sitting next to her, clutching the sheet to your body.

“Do me one favour?”

“Yeah?” Abi’s hand curled under your chin, tipping your face to hers. She was taken aback at the small shimmer of tears in your eyes.

“I know…I know you can’t promise this, but please….I don’t ever want you showing up on my operating table.”

“I’ll do absolutely everything in my power not to.” Her hand squeezed at yours, kissing you softly again.

“Just stay safe out there okay?”

“You too.” Her eyes met yours with complete sincerity, “I’m not the only one taking a risk here.”

“I know.” Your forehead met hers gently, a world of unspoken words, of silent prayers wrapping around the two of you. Abi’s watch started beeping and she sighed heavily, taking the time to kiss you once more before silencing it.

“Stay outta trouble.” She smiled.

“Try not to break another rib.” You half teased, pulling a soft laugh from her as she pulled open the hotel room door. The faintest whispers of ‘bye’ floating through the air as you watched it swing shut behind her. ___________ Taglist: @charabs @bisexualcrowley @dereksprentiss @natasha-danvers @ineedafinghug @veteranwerewolf95 @billiedeannovak @stardust-galaxies @laurenhope13 @vivis-ghost-wife @imlike-so-gaydude @wannabe-fic-reader @gaylorrds @infiniteoddball @thatesqcrush @altsvu @disneyfan624 @svulife-rl @svushots @gay-ass-bitch @lesbianspacecowboy @delphineecormierr @venablemayfairgoode @whimsicallymad @mysticfalls01 @oliviaswifey @thatgaygiraffesquirrelgirl @cloudymd @swimmingstudentchaos891