Just a little something I thought of when watching "Capitol Offense today. :P enjoy!

"Thank you, Ziva. You shouldn't have," Abby said as the Israeli woman rose out of her seat to hug her. Tony and McGee stood watching the two girls embrace.

"I owe you for letting me sleep at your place," Ziva said gratefully. Out of the corner of her eye, she subtly winked at the other girl, and together they turned to a curious Tony and an amused McGee.

"Slumber party..? You two spent the night together?" Tony asked with such eagerness that Abby had to restrain a giggle. The Mossad ninja was unfazed though. She and Abby simply looked at each other, smiling.

"What's going on here, McGee?" He turned to look at the probie, who just smiled wryly.

"Don't know, don't care. None of my business, Dinosy." he said as he walked away, following Abby who was clutching at her cupcake like it meant life or death. Tony leaned across Ziva's desk, getting in her face and speaking before she had the chance.

"What happened at this little sleepover?" He inquired in an excited tone. Ziva leaned right back, pushing her face so it was only about an inch from his.

"Oh, you know. One bedroom apartment... one bed," she said seductively, trailing a finger down the side of his face and down to his chest. She then rose abruptly and went over to the filing cabinet by his desk, opening it and pretending to look at random files. Tony looked positively thrilled. He walked over to her and snatched the file from her hands.

"Come on... you've got to give me some details!" She smirked at him and tried to take the file back, but he pulled it away from her grasp.

"Not until you share a story." Ziva then ducked under the arm that wasn't holding the file, coming up behind him and twisting his arm and grabbing the file back. Then she spun him around to face her.

"Ladies do not lick and tell," she whispered in his ear, and he angled his head oh-so-slightly to look at her.

"It's kiss and tell," he whispered back. Ziva moved her body so that she was facing him head-on, and she tilted her head a little, once again getting about an inch away from his face.

"I know." She turned away from him again and his eyes widened extremely. She started to walk back over to her desk, but he grabbed her by the wrist and twirled her around to face him.

"You cannot... possibly.. leave me hanging like that!" At her incredulous look, he started to bend down. "I'll get on my hands and knees and beg, Ziva!"

Abby and McGee watched from behind the wall separating McGee's cubicle from the one adjacent to it, and both were trying very hard not to laugh.

"That will not be necessary," she laughed a little. McGee pouted and Abby smacked him in the arm. Tony got up and Ziva leaned up to whisper something in his ear.

"I will tell you this. It gets terribly lonely in that big, cold apartment. Especially when you're walking around in nothing but your lace bra and panties and there's no one to warm you up..." she trailed off and the expression on Tony's face could only be described as primal. He was staring at Ziva like he was the lion and she was the lamb, and a jolt of excitement rushed down her spine. Abby giggled quietly to herself from behind the wall, and McGee just looked downright disgusted.

"Black lace?" Tony asked, not even bothering to hide the fact that he was looking her up and down. She was now closer than ever to him, and the hands that were orignally tracing light circles on his upper arm were now snaked around his neck. Instinctively, Tony placed both of his hands around her waist, drawing her closer to him.

"Only black lace," she replied. "Only sheer black lace." His eyes visibly darkened and her pulse shot up as his hands drifted a little lower. He let his eyes drift down to her chest. She shivered.

"Right now?" He asked quietly. She leaned forward even more, pushing her body flush against his, and leaned even further in so that their noses were just barely touching.

"Absolutely."

That was the last straw for Tony. He crashed his lips to hers and hungrily devoured her mouth, Ziva allowing him access when his tongue lightly probed her lips. Their mouths moved in sync and each battled for dominance of the kiss, but they were so equally matched that neither one of them ever could.

Abby squealed in delight when they kissed, but it went unnoticed by the couple since they were so - quite literally - caught up in each other. McGee could only look on in horror.

"My God, it's finally happened!" McGee said, horrified. Abby jumped around and squealed again.

"Oh I know, isn't it great!" She said excitedly. McGee couldn't even speak.

Meanwhile, Tony and Ziva were still in the middle of an *ahem* "passionate" embrace. In their desperation to be closer to one another, Ziva jumped up onto him and wrapped her legs around his middle, and Tony held her up by her ass. Noises in the forms of moans and groans started coming from the pair, and Abby took this as her cue to intervene.

She came up between them and lightly tapped on Tony's shoulder. He didn't stop for a while, but after a minute or two of her relentless tapping, he finally stopped sucking face with the ninja wrapped around him and looked at her, the Israeli woman's lips never leaving his face by trailing kisses down his cheek and neck.

"Abs, I'm kinda busy," he breathed out. Abby just smiled at him.

"You guys may want to move this somewhere a little more private," she suggested quietly, and it finally dawned on Tony that they were in the middle of the squadroom. He nodded at her and resumed sucking face with Ziva, walking forward a bit as he led them in the direction of the men's bathroom. Abby sneakily stuck a condom in the front pocket of his shirt as the pair stumbled to a more private area.

"Ah, those two are so adorable together." she said happily, looking over at Tim. By the look on his face, it was clear he didn't agree.

Some time later, Abby was back in her lab and team Gibbs were all working dutifully at their computers. Everything was seemingly back to normal after Tony and Ziva's escapade in the squadroom that morning, unless one took the time to notice the furtive glances that the two frequently shot at each other. Occasionally, their eyes would meet and both would look away immediately, Tony with a smirk on his face and Ziva with a small smile.

Gibbs had seemed none the wiser to the change in his two agents when he finally arrived at work that morning, and certainly acted normal all day as they began investigating the death of Kerry Mclellan. Currently, he was in the men's bathroom taking a short break and the bullpen was completely silent.

It was interrupted, however, when Gibbs sauntered back in with a sheer black lace bra dangling from his right index finger. He made a show of coughing and all three team members immediately looked up.

"Anyone care to explain why this was hanging on the doorknob to the men's room?"

The end.

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