Just something I thought of to the prompt, "passions run." I don't own NCIS. Enjoy!


"Our passions run deep through our veins."

"And your passion is?" she asked, looking up at him.

"You," he said softly, kissing her lips.

She wrapped her arms around his neck as his body's weight lowered onto hers. She knew he was passionate about his job. She never realized though that he was just as passionate about her. Then again, their chemistry was crazy. She moved so that she was on top of him, and he held back her hair.

"You are just as passionate about your job as you are about me, yes?" she said, grinding her body against his.

He groaned and nodded. "Yes, I am," he said, kissing her lips again.

"Then show me," she whispered against his lips, letting a smirk cover her face.

And in one moment he was on top of her and inside her, his passion running further than it ever had run before.