QUANDO SI BACIANO E CI SI SENTE COME ... FINALMENTE (When you kiss and it feels like ... finally)


Disclaimer: These characters are the creative property by the writers of NCIS and CBS. No copyright infringement is intended. Only the plot belongs to me.

Author: TLC

Rating: T/ PG/ High-Teen

Word count: 1, 036

Prompt: Hot and Steamy Kiss (AU)

Summary: Tony stays by Ziva's side in Israel – taking a long overdue holiday.


He couldn't get on the plane, well technically he did but Tony couldn't leave. He just couldn't leave Ziva. Not again. When he finally convinced the hostess and one of the pilots that he was indeed competent to realise that he was leaving an aircraft that was about to take off, Ziva must have returned home. Or what she was now going to call home.

In the taxi on his way back to her, Tony made the difficult call to Gibbs. Of course the boss understood, the solemn tone in his gruff voice wasn't hard to miss. He definitely didn't miss the sigh when he had told him he didn't know when he would be coming back to DC or perhaps if he was coming back.

He still had a lot to think about. Could he leave his home, his job – his friends? Vance, yeah he could do without. Tony couldn't deny that he would miss the Duck-man, even Palmer. And without his daily dose of Abby and McGee, life would seem a little bland. While Gibbs, has become one of the few things in his life for the past decade of so that he could count on; the smell of coffee beans, head slaps and the rules.

Then there's Ziva even after being partners for 8 years she was still an enigma to him but she was his best friend and something more.

From the back seat he caught sight of a moving shadow against the soft amber light within the house, no doubt Ziva was locked and loaded, ready for anything to come through the door. That's his girl.

Quickly handing the driver some money, Tony politely muttered, "Toda," for thanks and stepped out of the car.

Ziva had more than likely spotted him, the only reason why he hasn't been shot walking to the door. The door was flung open and she was standing there, shrouded in light, a confused and guarded look across her face.

"Tony?" She whispered – shocked. His eyelids flutter close unwillingly upon hearing her voice; he couldn't imagine not listening to that sultry accent every single day.

He opened his eyes, smiling wide – teeth and all. "Hey."

Crossing her arms, she kept a stern expression on her visage but there was a flicker of amusement in her own mahogany orbs, "What are you doing here?"

"I told you already, can't live without you." Tony replied with a shrug, dropping his bag by his side.

The air between them was suddenly poised on something. Ziva worried her lower lip with her teeth, drawing his gaze there. Tony wanted so badly to touch her, his fists clenched deathly tight. He knew better though, and consciously made the decision to let her make the first move.

She stepped off the doorway the same time he moved an inch closer. But they weren't close enough, definitely not by Anthony Dinozzo's standards. He couldn't remember how exactly it happened but she was kissing him and he was eagerly kissing her back.

Finally -

It was a mad, chaotic mix of lips, teeth and tongue. It was fulfilling and hungry all in one. It was perfect, he could admit it. Tony tangled his hands in her mess of curls and his name was a soft whimper on her delectable lips. Ziva pressed herself against his form, her own arms circling his waist clawing at the t-shirt under his jacket. Her mouth was warm and sweet, the blunt scrape of her teeth over his lips sent a shiver down his spine, and the heavy thud of his heart wasn't just pumping with unrestrained joy but hope. Lots and lots of hope.

He sucked on her tongue, a boost to his male ego as Ziva gasped audibly at the sensation. She wrestled for domination in retaliation, curling her tongue against the roof of his mouth, caressing her mouth around his in languidly deep movements before massaging their tongues together. Shamelessly Tony whimpered into the kiss.

Cupping one cheek in the palm of his hand as he slid the other down the side of her body, Tony grazed the skin of her hip. She shivered when his hands rested above the hem of her pants, thumbing the edge of the lace of her panties.

"We should go inside," he hummed between the movement of their lips, though his hands lingered, making longing circles on the small of her back.

"Yes. Umm – we should-," her words were swallowed in another kiss, smiling against her mouth at forcing the very own Ziva David to go "umm".

Briefly cupping the curve of her ass, pulling her flush against his own growing hard-on and when she moaned into his mouth, Tony was done. Pushing Ziva backwards hurriedly as he walked them towards the door, she giggled and asked him about his bag.

Stuff the damn bag.

Halfway to her bedroom he pinned her to the wall, cursing when his jacket got caught around his wrists and Ziva gently tugged it off. Her fingers danced up his forearm and gripped onto the muscle of his bicep. Pressing her lips against the stubble of his jaw, Ziva pulled his own shirt off. Only fair – her own top laid abandoned in a heap somewhere in the doorway.

She paused for a moment, rubbing her cheek on his chest while Tony put his arms around her.

Ziva pulled away from him with a sigh, "All or nothing, Tony. All or nothing."

Tony lifted her chin gently, "You're stuck with me. Whether you believe me or not – I want all of you. Even the crazy Israeli ninja impulses."

When her lips reluctantly curved into a small smile, he could claim it as a victory. Her eyes dropped to his lips before darting up again, and Tony couldn't resist. Her lips were lush as plums, detecting the taste of wine in the wet cavern as he slanted his mouth on hers. Slowly, with their lips still meeting, Ziva pulled them into the bedroom while his fingers reaching to brush her hair behind her ear with gentle affection.

And between lingering, sipping kisses, he finally confessed those three words that were heavy in his heart.

I love you -


A/N: Please review guys, I'm a huge Tiva fan and only want to do justice for the pairing.