2-1
"Grab your gear," said Gibbs walking up from Abby's lab. "Where's Ziva?" He stopped walking and stared at her empty desk.
"Here," Ziva called, stepping off the elevator. "There was an accident and I dropped my phone in a puddle." She walked up and stood in front of him. He lifted up the keys and held them in her face for a second before he tossed them over to Tony.
"DiNozzo, you're driving." Tony caught the keys and followed everyone else to the elevator, purposely stepping on Ziva heel on the way. She fell forwards a little before spinning around and attempting to punch Tony in the face. He expected this and ducked, just barely avoiding a broken nose.
"Hey," came Gibbs' angry shout from the elevator. They both slowly walked over and stood in front of him like disobedient children. McGee stood in the background smirking as the other two received their well-deserved head slaps.
"Ziva," Tony moaned.
"Do you want me to stop?" she whispered in his ear.
"No, keep going. Oh, it feels so good." Gibbs stood on the staircase, watching his two agents.
"Hey!" he yelled after a moment. The both jumped and turned to face him, scared looks on their faces. "What are you doing?"
"Oh, ya see, Boss, I had a knot in my shoulder, and Ziva was-"
"I didn't want to hear those noises coming from you again, DiNozzo, ever. You hear me? And that goes for you too, David." He stared at them for another minute, ignoring the 'sorry, boss, it won't happen again' pleas. "Go home, it's Friday night, get some rest. And go to your own apartments, alone."
"Thanks, Boss," they both called, and they were gone before he could say another word.
"How about you finish that massage," Tony elbowed her as they rode down in the elevator.
"You heard Gibbs, if he found out then we would be the victims in our investigation."
"He said not to let him hear us make those noises again."
"Yes, and he also told us to go to our own apartments, by ourselves, yes?"
"Who said we had to go to an apartment? The back seat of my car is fairly roomy." He smiled and moved closer to her. She couldn't believe what he was suggesting, and had a feeling he could tell from the look on her face.
"Damn it," he muttered under his breath. He went on a rant, talking more to himself then to her. "I knew I shouldn't have said anything, but I thought maybe you felt the same way. The friendly banter we shared was only as friends. Every time I stick my neck out I-" she cut him by pushing him against the elevator wall and pressed her body in to his.
"Sure took you long enough," she whispered seductively into his ear before she lightly nibbled on it.
"Really?" he asked, a little shocked. She backed away and looked up into his bright green eyes.
"Does that really surprise you?"
"Yeah, a little." He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her back towards him. "But I have always hoped you felt the same way." Their faces were very close now; Tony could feel her warm breath on his face.
"Can we please ignore Gibbs' orders and go back to my place, together?" Ziva mumbled. Her eyes were half closed and it made her look very sexy in the dim lights of the elevator.
"I would like that," Tony slowly nodded before he bridged the distance between them, pressing his lips to hers. She licked his bottom lip and he willingly opened his mouth for her, letting her tongue in.
"Ziva," he moaned into her lips. The elevator dinged and they jumped apart, thinking Gibbs had somehow made it down before them.
"Come on," Ziva said, grabbing Tony's hand and dragging him out of the elevator. She led him to her car and pushed him up against it. She captured his lips with hers again and he ran his fingers though her hair, pulling her closer. He broke away from her and lightly stroked her cheek.
"You are so beautiful," he whispered then leaned into kiss her again.
"Hey! Tony, Ziva, is that you?" Ziva immediately pulled away from Tony and grabbed his arm, spinning him around and slamming him against her car, just as McGee walked up to them.
"What did you do now, Tony?"
"You do not want to know, McGee," Ziva growled, pushing harder against Tony.
"Okay then." McGee just walked away and Ziva waited until he had driven away before releasing Tony.
"Was that really necessary?" Tony asked, massaging his shoulder.
"Yes, it was." She ran her hand across his chest before quickly kissing him again. "Go drop your car off at your place and meet me at the corner of the block."
"Why can't we just straight to your place?" He dropped his hands to her waist and pulled her back up against him.
"Because it will look suspicious if you are parked outside my apartment all weekend, and I figured you would want to grab some things from your apartment."
"How long have you been planning this?"
"How long have we known each other?"
"Ah, about eight years."
"That is how long." He snickered as she pulled him in for another kiss.
"See you in twenty," Tony said before removing Ziva from him and jogging over to his car. Ziva leaned against her own car and sighed, watching Tony. She wasn't lying when she had told Tony she had been planning this for seven years. Since that first day she met him she had known there was something special about him. She had never known if he felt the same way, and she didn't want to make a fool of herself by asking him. But now that she knew he did, she felt, amazing. She slowly climbed into her car and made her way to Tony's apartment. She turned onto his street just as Tony was walking back outside. He had changed into sweats and had a bag slung over his shoulder. He smiled at her as she drove by. She pulled over and leaned across the car to push open the passenger side door. He climbed in and leaned across the dash to kiss her.
"Hello again," she whispered.
"Hi." She smiled and pulled away from the curb. They drove in quiet for a minute before Tony broke the silence.
"Where are we?" he asked.
"About six blocks from my place."
"No, I mean emotionally. Where are we in our relationship?"
"We are, putting our walls down, opening up, and letting each other in."
"Are we a couple? Or are we just friends with benefits?"
"If we were to be friends with benefits, then this would have happened years ago. But if we are a couple, then, we are basically breaking Gibbs's number one rule." She looked over at him briefly then turned back to the road. She pulled into a spot in front of her apartment and turned off the car. She unbuckled and turned her whole body to him
"Good," was all he said before grabbing her and pulling her onto him. She obliged and sat down on his lap, gripping his collar in her fists, pulling him close to her. He rested his hands on her upper thighs as their tongues battled for dominance. He pushed his hands father up her legs and grabbed her hips. She pulled back and looked into his eyes, which appeared to be shining even brighter now.
"You ready for this?" she asked, somewhat breathlessly. He nodded and pushed the car door open. Ziva fell out and pulled Tony out with her. She didn't let go of his hand as the quickly walked to the door. She unlocked it and he pushed her inside then against the door. Ziva gasped as her body was slammed against the door and Tony attacked her neck with his lips. She moved her head to the side and then felt him bite down on her neck. She gasped again. He stopped to remove their shirts and then continued his onslaught on her neck. He dropped his hands down to her waist again and picked her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist and dug her nails into his back.
"Tony," she quietly screamed when he sunk his teeth into her neck again.
"You are mine, and everyone is going to know it." He pulled her off the wall and carried her to the bedroom. He dropped her on the bed and climbed on top of her, pinning her arms above her head as he did so. She felt defenseless, yet completely safe; Tony had that affect on her. She felt him shift his weight to get something out of his pocket.
"I'm on the pill," Ziva said.
"That's not what I'm getting," Tony smiled and Ziva could feel cold metal being wrapped around her wrists. She looked up just as he finished handcuffing her to the bed.
"Tony," she screeched, struggling against the restraints.
"Whoa, my ninja," he held her down by the hips with his hands. She settled down and watched as he reached behind her back to unclip her bra, sliding it up her arms. She moaned and closed her eyes as he took her breast in him mouth.
"Tony." He bit down on her nipple and she screamed, bucking her hips into him. "You like to bite."
"And you like to scream, I believe you told me that once." He moved to take her pants off and she moaned again.
"If you bite me down there I will have to kill you," she said through gritted teeth. He chuckled, sliding her panties down her slender legs. He kissed his way back up her leg and paused before biting down on her upper thigh.
"Tony!" He hears the handcuffs fall to the floor as she pulls her wrist from them and then she was on top of him, pinning them to the bed.
"Guess I should have made the cuffs tighter," he whimpered.
"You should not have bit me," she smiled.
"Couldn't resist."