Just a short little drabble I thought of when I was given the prompt, "turpentine kisses and mistaken blows." I don't own NCIS.
She couldn't breathe because of the turpentine kisses and mistaken blows that were being shared with him. His kiss left her breathless, but it was a mistaken blow. She could not let this happen. She had Ray, and as crazy as it was, he had EJ.
Ziva slowly pulled away from Tony, resting her forehead against his. "Tony, we cannot do this," she whispered.
"Rule number twelve. Yeah, I know," he murmured gently in her ear, kissing her neck.
Ziva tilted her head back involuntarily and a soft moan escaped her lips before she came back to her senses. She pushed Tony away, and glanced in the mirror. "Tony, no. Why do you want...what would you get out of this? You are hurting EJ by doing this. And I am hurting Ray," Ziva said, studying her reflection in the mirror.
"Ziva, nobody will know. I've already broken rule number twelve. Nobody will suspect-"
"I do not like going behind Ray's back, Tony. You cannot do this. Not now," she said, smoothing her hair.
"Why not, Ziva?"
"You had your chance, Tony, and you missed it. Your chance with me is gone," Ziva replied, turning to face him. Placing her hand on his arm, Ziva kissed his cheek once before starting towards the bathroom door. "I am sorry, Tony. The chance is gone."
He watched her unlock the door and he watched her as she left. Shutting his eyes, Tony counted to three.
When he opened them, Ziva was gone.