Gameface

Disclaimer: Not mine. But if I be good, can I please have DiNozzo under my Christmas tree?

Set in Season 7 after that episode with Werth and Ziva undercover (totally blanked on the name) as it fits there best.

She appears at the door looking hot and bothered, after what he knows was a session with him. And it's just what gets him hot and bothered. Seeing her messy hair, flushed face and the love bite on her neck, it really gets him going. And boy does she know it.

He wants to take her on his floor, right there and then, but they had a deal, and he is not one to loss a bet and hand over bragging rights, especially to her. He'd never live it down.

And so when she leans in and whispers "take me" in his ear, her warm breath sending shivers down his spine, he has to bite down on his own lip, almost drawing blood to stop himself from giving in.

He hadn't intended for it to go this far. But after seeing her with him, working undercover, side by side, it pissed him off. Bothered him immensely, yep he got jealous.

He thought he had hidden it well, but after he questioned her plans ("See you later?") he knew she caught him out. But being as stubborn as he was, he denied it.

And so the game was on. If he gave in first; it was admitting he was jealous and she would win. If she did, it was admitting Damon was just a distraction, not the real deal and he would win.

He had considered pulling out, because deep down he was kinda shit-scared of the ex drugged marine, but when she arrived at his apartment with her game face on, sans underwear (he just knew) all thoughts of calling it quits were thrown out the window.

So when she slides her tongue along his bottom lip, he slides his hands up her dress where his suspicions of no underwear are confirmed, his thumb brushing against the sensitive nerves between her legs.

She moans into his mouth, tugging at his hair as his fingers dance around her sensitive mould, and when she pushes herself onto his fingers he can't help but think the game is his.

She leads him to the bedroom, practically dragging him, when really she didn't have to. He was going on his own free will- nothing was gonna stop him. As she throws him on the bed, straddling him in the process, he can't help but notice the aching bulge in his pants, and judging by Ziva's smirk, she noticed as well.

"Does Damon get you going like this?" He whispers in her ear while she unzips his jeans. "Get you so hot and bothered you lose all control?"

"Mmm,"is all she responds, as she takes his length in his hands, stroking it slowly.

"Do you want it Agent David?" he questions, pulling her dress over her head, before planting soft kisses down her belly. She doesn't answer, just arches her back as he continues to kiss her toned skin, tugging at her nipple."Yesss" she moans between clenched teeth.

She raises onto her knees as he slips his tip inside of her. She groans in delight before he pulls out and rolls her onto her back. She doesn't like that. "What the fuck Tony?"

"Say the words Ziva"

She looks up, a frown forming on her face."Game was over a long time ago, Tony."She wraps her legs around his waist, pulling him closer, breathing into his ear, "you win."

And with that he slides his length inside of her, giving her a moment to adjust before he finds his rhythm.

"Besides," she laughs against the corner of his mouth, "the rumour about steroids shrinking the size of one's penis?" She quickly plants one on his bottom lip before continuing. "Totally 100% true, just saying"

Thank you for reading! Please comment, it'd make my day. And regarding Werth? Yeah he's hot, but I just wanna punch him, and to be honest I'm not really sure why.