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Fiction. Two stories. Departure and Arrival

And the final two stories inspired by the Hugs, Cuddles and Kisses Comment-A-Thon

TITLE: Departure
AUTHOR: Ashleigh Anpilova
PAIRING: Leroy Jethro Gibbs/Donald 'Ducky' Mallard
GENRE: Slash
SUB-GENRE: Established Relationship. Fluff.
SUMMARY: Gibbs leaves on deployment.
SPOILERS: None
PROMPT: 25fluffyfics 22. Parting
RATING: PG
WORD COUNT: 600
WARNINGS: None, unless fluff isn't your thing.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters, nor am I making any money from them. I merely borrow them from time to time.



"Don't want to leave you, Duck," you say as you pull me into your arms and kiss my ear.

"I know, my dear," I say, holding you tightly. "And I do not want you to go. But we both know that you must."

I hate saying goodbye to you, because I never know for certain that you will return. Not because you do not wish to, but because you may not be able to. You may be taken from me, and that I could not bear.

I force the thoughts from my mind. Instead I press even nearer to you, tightening my already fierce grip, letting my head rest just below your shoulder.

I never tire of being in your arms. I never tire of you kissing me. I never tire of you holding me. I never tire of you caressing me.

I never tire of having you in my arms. I never tire of kissing you. I never tire of holding you. I never tire of caressing you.

We hold on for a little longer. You must know, as I do, that the time will soon come for us to let go; for us to leave the sanctity of our home; for us to go back to being, what we are in public, just good friends.

As always, I will accompany you; I will stand with friends and family and watch you leave on deployment. You will hug me, briefly, as a friend, just as the men around you, your fellow Marines, are hugging their loved ones, men, women and children.

I often find myself wondering how many other couples there are like us; who say their real goodbyes in private; who have to accept a fleeting embrace, with no kiss. We cannot be the only one, of that I am certain.

However, I have no way of finding out what other man is standing,  maybe next to me, wishing that he could kiss his lover, wishing that they did not have to hide their relationship, pretend to be what they are not, wishing that their embrace could be one of lovers, not merely friends. Yet maybe it is better I do not know.

Your arms loosen a little, allowing me to move back, to move back just far enough to enable you to kiss me. Which you do; which you do so well; which you do so very well. You say so much with your kisses, with your hugs; you tell me of your love, your devotion, your affection, your caring. You tell me how important, how vital, I am to you; how without me you are just another person, but with me, you are so much more.

Your tongue brushes my lips and I part my mouth, letting you inside me, enjoying the feel of you joining with me, or you penetrating my body, my soul, my very being. I accept everything you give me, all you have to offer, and I return it to you. And with it, I give you all that I am. All that I can ever be. I give you my heart for you do with as you wish.

I give you my love.

Finally, we cease to kiss, and then we let the embrace become less intense, less desperate, less clingy. And as we do, we slip into our other personas. Our other selves.

We are ready to depart our home and go out into the world.

To embrace as the friends we are.

But whether we are being merely friends, or friends and lovers, we are us. We are together.






TITLE: Arrival
AUTHOR: Ashleigh Anpilova
PAIRING: Leroy Jethro Gibbs/Donald 'Ducky' Mallard
GENRE: Slash
SUB-GENRE: Established Relationship. Fluff.
SUMMARY: A companion piece to Departure. Gibbs returns from deployment.
SPOILERS: None
PROMPT: 25fluffyfics 23. Reunion
RATING: PG
WORD COUNT: 600
WARNINGS: None, unless fluff isn't your thing.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters, nor am I making any money from them. I merely borrow them from time to time.



"Hey, Duck," you say, as you sweep my hat from my head and pull me into your arms. The contact is brief, far briefer than either of us would have liked it to be, but for now it will have to suffice.

"Welcome home, my dear," I say, relief flooding through me as I see and feel you again. Once more you have returned safely to me.

"Missed me?" you say, as you drop your arms and let me leave your embrace. Your dark eyes twinkle and shine with love as you look down at me.

"What do you think?" I take my hat from your hand and put it back on my head, smiling up at you as I do so.

"Missed you too. Let's go home and - Hey!" you snap, as your arm goes around me again, this time to steady me as a hurrying Marine knocks against me.

The young man, I would guess that he and you are of age, pauses. "Sorry, Gibbs," he murmurs. "Sorry, Doctor." He nods at me, and pays no attention to the fact that you have not removed your arm from where it settled on my shoulders.

And then before anyone can say anything else, he hurries away, and I watch him sweep a young woman from her feet and swing her around, before pulling her close and kissing her. For a moment I catch a fleeting glimpse of sadness on your face, but then it has gone again, and you're smiling at me once more.

"You were saying, my dear?" I ask, as I move just a little from beneath you arm. "Something about going home."

"Yeah, I was, wasn't I? Come on, Duck." You pull me back against you, and together we find our way through the crowd.

Once we are inside our home your embrace is not one of just a friend, nor is it fleeting. You hold me as if you intend never to let me go. You pull me against you so tightly that I doubt anyone could slip even the thinnest piece of paper between us. As I willingly accept the embrace, indeed as I complete it, I hear you sigh with pleasure and with desire. And I echo the sound.

I want you.

I want your mouth on mine.

I want your hands on my body.

I want to feel your caresses.

I want your lips to soothe me.

I want you to make love to me.

I want to put my lips on yours.

I want to put my hands on your body.

I want you to feel my caresses.

I want my lips to be able to soothe you.

I want to make love to you.

I want you.

This time it is I who takes the initiative.

I who pull back just far enough.

I who reach up and pull your head down.

I who claim your lips with my own.

I who push the kiss up to the level whereby we both know what will happen next.

I who let you break the kiss. I who let you take my hand and lead me from the room.

I who let you lead me from the room to begin the next stage of our reunion, of our reconciliation.

I who give you my love and accept the love you give to me.

There will be other partings, other departures, and they will never be easy. They never could be. But we will survive them because we always have the reunions to which we can look forward.

We are always together.

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