Disclaimer: If I owned NCIS, there would be no need to disclaim that it wasn't mine...
There was no denying that Ziva's tongue knew exactly what it was doing.
Tony was awe-struck, dumbfounded and it was all he could do not to let his jaw drop. He had never doubted her ability, but he hadn't though she'd be quite this experienced. When he had suggested that they turn this into a competition, he didn't think he'd actually lose. But he we definitely wrong.
"Mmm," sighed Ziva and closed her eyes.
"How did you learn to do that?" Tony was actually impressed. She was obviously an expert and much to his delight had been entertaining him all afternoon.
Ziva pulled yet another perfectly formed knot from her mouth. "They do have jelly snakes in Israel too, Tony."
A/N: Written at midnight. Un beta-ed.