Title: Bondage
Fandom:
Author: Alidiabin
Words: 259
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Warnings: naughtiness
Spoilers: spoilers for promo of 8x04
Parings: Tony/Ziva (established)
Summary: Ziva doesn't like bondage. Well only if she's the one being tied up.
Bondage
Tony walked towards Ziva's apartment. The curtains were the only way to tell Ziva's apartment from the rest of the twelve of so apartments in the building that looked like a motel on steroids. She had sent him a text and hour ago saying come over bring a tie. He knocked on her door. She emerged a few seconds later dressed only in the jade coloured silk dressing gown she had apparently found at a second hand store. A smile crossed her face. She put a grape in her mouth from the fruit bowl and let him in. She handed him a grape. Tony smiled he was getting some tonight.
She walked silently to her bedroom. The door was only slightly open. She took the tie from his hand and led him in. Her bed was made. She pushed him down onto it. Tony's eyebrow raised as she riped his pants off of him. Followed closely by his shirt. A grin crossed his face. Then the tie came out. Tony looked at Ziva confused.
"Ever been tied up by a woman" she said in her sultry bedroom voice.
"I thought you didn't do bondage" Tony whispered as she pulled her dressing gown off to reveal a dominatrix costume. His mouth fell open.
"I only do bondage if I get to tie the other person up" Tony felt his tie being wrapped around his wrist. One of Ziva's scarves was wrapped around the other wrist. A giggle erupted from her. Tonight is goanna be fun Tony thought very fun indeed.
A/N: The only reference I had for the bondage was a '20/20' documentary I watched a while ago … so if the facts are incorrect I apologize.
