A/N: So this will be a collection of one shots, that will each be their own story, maybe some post "enter title" stories. I'm hoping this will help me with my writer's block.

Skull

"Tony if you watch this movie with me, I will give you skull, I know you love that." Ziva said as she pressed her body against his and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing his lips. Tony groaned but refused to touch or kiss her back.

"First, for the millionth time, it's called head not skull." Tony said as Ziva's started sucking on the sensitive spot on his neck. "Zeev."

"Watch the movie with me, Anthony." Ziva whispered into his ear as she took his hand and pulled him over to the couch then pushing him down on it.

"I don't wanna watch the movie." Tony complained. "And I hate it when you call me Anthony."

"Why?" Ziva asked as she glared down at Tony who stayed in the same position as he was when he fell, making it impossible for Ziva to snuggle against him. "Tony move."

"Move? You just threw me on the couch." Tony said as he sat up straighter and Ziva cuddled against him. "Better?" Tony laughed as Ziva grabbed the remotes and turned the T.V. on.

"Much." Ziva smiled as she kissed Tony's chest.

"Can I get head in advance?" Tony mumbled against Ziva's hair as she pressed play on the disc menu.

"No." Ziva laughed as she ran her finger up and down Tony's clothed chest.

"Why?" Tony complained much like a three-year-old as he wrapped his arms tighter around Ziva.

"Because you always fall asleep after ejaculating." Ziva said. "Always."

"Ew, don't say ejaculating and that's not true." Tony groaned as they movie started. "I hate this part."

"Why? It is simple biology." Ziva said turning to look up at him as he cringed.

"Still it freaks me out." Tony said as he squirmed in his seat. "Watching sperm swim, not to mention Bruce Willis is narrating it."

"It is natural, Tony. It will happen to you some day." Ziva laughed, and laughed harder when she felt Tony's body tense.

"What does that mean?" Tony choked out. "Are you saying you're pregnant?"

"No." Ziva giggled patting his stomach. "No, I am not pregnant."

"Then why did you scare the hell outta me like that?" Tony asked as his breathing starting to calm.

"I meant, that one day, you will have children." Ziva said calmly as she focused back on the movie. "Bruce Willis will be narrating your swimmers."

"Look at that, you used the slang term swimmers, and it was right." Tony laughed as he kissed her forehead. "And Bruce Willis will not be narrating anything." Tony laughed as they fell into a comfortable silence. "Ziva?"

"Hm?" Ziva asked with a smile.

"Do you want kids?" Tony asked nervously as he ran his hand up and down her spine.

"Why?" Ziva asked pulling back from Tony slightly to look up at him.

"Well, I figured we're married already, it would be an appropriate question, since we didn't talk about it before we got married, which is weird." Tony laughed nervously as he glanced at the screen to see Mikey and James snuggled on the couch, asleep.

"Yes." Ziva said simply and Tony continued to just stare at her.

"Yes? That's it?"

"It was a yes or no question." Ziva laughed.

"Elaborate, please." Tony said softly.

"I want them, I do not need them." Ziva said pausing the movie. "It is up to you."

"Up to me?" Tony asked horrified. "You're gonna let me make that decision all by myself?"

"It is simple, Tony." Ziva laughed. "You either want to be a father or you do not."

"Oh really? 'Cause I'm pretty sure you told Gibbs that you didn't have a simple answer to that question before." Tony laughed.

"Tony." Ziva said as she moved and straddled his lap, placing her hands on his cheeks. "Do you want to have children?" Tony sat and stared back at her, obviously thinking about her question. "There's your answer, Tony."

"It's not that I don't." Tony started as he took each of her palms and kissed them. "Just not right now." He continued and leaned in and softly kissed her lips before pulling back and resting his forehead against hers. "I want to be us for awhile, Tony and Ziva. Not Tony and Ziva plus however many."

"Never again, Tony." Ziva scolded. "If I hear one more thing about Jon and Kate I will go to Pennsylvania and shoot them and give them something to talk about."

"I feel the same way, sweetcheeks." Tony said with a broad smile. "So are we done with the movie?"

"Yes, I think it's time for bed." Ziva yawned. "You still want head, yes?"

"First, I don't like how we talk about it like that, and use it as a bargaining chip." Tony laughed pushing a stray hair behind her ear. "Second, I think I'll take a rain check." Tony said looking back at the T.V. causing Ziva to smirk triumphantly. "You did that on purpose!"

"I did." Ziva laughed as she ran her hand through his hair and kissed him deeply slipping her tongue into his mouth causing him to groan.

"You knew it would freak me out, that you would be swallowing my potential children!" Tony accused as Ziva continued to smile and kiss random spots on his face.

"It worked." Ziva laughed as she climbed off of Tony and shut everything off before walking into their bedroom.

"You're mean." Tony pouted as he climbed into bed next to her. "We should have sex now."

"Not this week." Ziva laughed knowing that would freak him out.

"Ew!" Tony screeched burying his head into her neck. "Why do you do this to me?"

"Because I enjoy it." Ziva smiled as she turned in his arms to face him. She kissed him softly, barely brushing her lips against his and pulled back and looked at him.

"What?" Tony asked scrunching his nose up.

"I love you." She said softly with a gentle smile.

"I love you too." Tony said kissing her nose and surprising her by tickling her.