The night was cool, but still a hint of warmth lingered in the soft breeze which blew through the air. Ziva sat by the edge of the pool, feet submerged beneath the water as her chocolate brown eyes looked over its still, glistening surface. Even though they were only a few miles away from the bustling city of Miami, the night was quiet and peaceful; quite the opposite to the stereotypical bright lights and glamour of a night in Miami.
She and Tony had been sent to the Florida city, posing as Italian immigrants interested in making a huge purchase from a notorious drugs ring which had been active in the city for a couple of months. The reason as to why NCIS had become involved was because Corporal Danny Reeves, a highly respected officer from Louisiana, had been killed when he innocently tried to break up a fight between two of the ring members. Trying to help other citizens seemed to have its own risks nowadays.
As she gazed up at the night sky, a small smile tugged at her lips as the stars shone their light above her, the moon casting a beautiful light over the hotel's pool. Unable to sleep, she had slipped out of the hotel room she was sharing with Tony, quietly headed down to a spot which she knew would be quiet, somewhere which might be able to calm her thoughts which were her main barrier to getting a good night's sleep. The water of the pool was cold but with the water only covering her ankles, she didn't mind. Only thing that she did mind were her thoughts and whereas she usually welcomed all kinds of thoughts, now was not one of those times. For some reason her mind felt much more clouded than normal, although it was hard to pin point exactly what the thoughts were about, and all Ziva could hope for was that the quiet, cool night would help her thoughts drift away.
"Buona serra, Zi," Tony's voice cut through the quiet instantly, causing Ziva to turn in surprise.
"What are you doing?" She asked curiously.
"I think I should be the one asking you that question. Not many people come down here at nearly midnight," Tony said, his tone more soft this time.
Turning back, Ziva's gaze returned to the surface of the water, their reflections dancing across it's thin, illuminated surface. "I needed to think,"
Tony sat beside her, crossing his legs in front of him, "About what?"
Ziva let out a frustrated sigh, "That is exactly it! I don't know what about, I just have all these thoughts and I don't know what they are about."
A small chuckle slipped past Tony's lips as he stood, "Well, what you need, Zi, is a little distraction. Something to take your mind off of things," As he spoke, he removed the white T-shirt he had been wearing.
Ziva's eyes followed her partner as he stood, her smile defiantly returning as she watched him take off his shirt, "Tony, as impressive as your abs are, I'm not sure that will work,"
Tony laughed sarcastically, playfully sticking his tongue out in a childish fashion, "Flattering, Zi. Thanks. But that's not what I had in mind," With that, Tony dived into the cold water in front of the two of them, soon reappearing at the surface, "Jeez! You could have told me it was freezing cold!"
The Israeli couldn't help but laugh at the sight of her partner, "Tony, what on Earth are you doing? We're not allowed in there at this kinda time,"
Tony shrugged, "Screw the rules," He swam over to the edge, where Ziva had remained sitting, propping his forearms up on the edge, "Come on. You too,"
"No way, Tony."
"Yes way, Zee-vah," Tony purposely stressed each syllable of her name, grinning like a kid in a candy store.
Ziva shook her head, "Nope,"
Sighing dramatically, Tony smiled innocently before grabbing her by the waist, pulling her into the water to join him. "Yes."
Once she had resurfaced and wiped the water from her face, Ziva narrowed her eyes at Tony, "It's freezing!"
"I know." Tony smiled sweetly, casually shrugging.
Rolling her eyes, Ziva playfully splashed her partner, sending a wave of water in his direction, "We're soaked, Tony!"
"I know, that was kinda the point," Tony chuckled, his emerald eyes briefly catching a hold over hers. Not one to dwell on things, he quickly dived beneath the surface of the water, swimming round behind Ziva, his hands softly grabbing each side of her waist as he gently dragged her through the water with him. Surfacing, he laughed softly, "Actually, the point was to distract you,"
Ziva spun around in his arms, the cold water no longer seeming as frightfully cold as it had done initially. Since she hadn't had chance to get rid of any clothing before being pulled into the water, her purple vest top and white shorts clung to her, accenting each curve of her body. She lightly rested her hands on his bare shoulder, supporting her smaller frame, "Well, I do have to admit that it is starting to work," She was closer to Tony than she had first realised, her toned stomach nearly brushing against those bare, impressive abs of his, her hands closer to the base of his neck than his shoulders. Their eyes connected once more, though this time it was more than just brief.
"Only starting to?" Tony asked, faking a shock before sticking out his lower lip in a childish but cute pout.
Trying to hide her smile, Ziva nodded before leaning down slightly to whisper in his ear, "You'll have to do a lot more than just get us a little cold to distract me," Her eyes seemed to glint in the moonlight, making them appear slightly darker than their usual chocolate colour.
Tony hadn't failed to notice the small distance between them, the constant shared looks, and the lack of reaction when he had grabbed her waist. Screwing the rules of the hotel and its policies was one thing, but there was another rule he had thought about screwing for quite some time. Already he could feel his heart start to pound as he just thought about it. Perhaps he could? They were away for at least two weeks and now that this thought had come into his mind, he'd be the one who'd be losing sleep instead of Ziva.
Fuck it, he thought. Consequences be damned, he softly pressed his lips to Ziva's, capturing them both in a soft yet passionate kiss. He had half expected a slap on the cheek, a 'What are you doing?' and then a dramatic part of ways but when none of his expectations became true and he realised that Ziva was actually kissing him back, all he could render was a smile. With his hands casually resting on her hips, he lightly pressed the two of them against the wall of the pool, his lips never leaving hers as the kiss deepened, going to levels they'd never explored before.
The cool of the tiles against her back caused a shiver to travel along Ziva's spine, her lips parting as she granted Tony access to her mouth. Her hands worked their way up to his wet hair, her fingers easily sliding through his locks. Their bodies pressed together effortlessly, becoming the only source of heat for the two as they lost themselves in the moment which had quickly unfolded. Everything seemed to just melt away; the fact that they were soaking wet, one half naked, in cold water in the middle of the night just became irrelevant. Ziva slipped one hand down Tony's back, fingertips brushing against every inch of skin she could reach, tracing his abs as a small moan managed to escape her lips.
Tony playfully nipped at her bottom lip, his tongue exploring her mouth skilfully. The moment reminded him of the similar moment all those years ago when they had been undercover, except this time was completely unrelated to the case and all of their own accord. He could feel all kinds of sensations rushing through his system, a familiar tension in his lower half causing the blood to pound in his ears. His lips effortlessly moved from her own, leaving a trail of passionate, heat-filled kisses along her jaw and onto the side of her neck.
Drawing her lower lip between her teeth in an attempt not to moan too loud, Ziva lightly pushed on his chest, finding her air to finally speak, "Tony…please,"
Her words drew him back to reality, their surroundings slowly coming back to him as he looked into her eyes, "What?"
"Not here," Ziva grinned, softly kissing his lips once more before glancing behind him. She pulled herself out of the water, offering her hand to him, a glint shining in her eyes as she tried to regain control over her breathing and her heart rate. "What are you waiting for? Screw the rules,"
