Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS or the characters.

A/N: ok so this is just a random one shot that I thought of. I had an idea while I was working on the next chapter to my story "Will and Destiny" so I decided I would make it a one shot. I hope you enjoy this little piece.

The sound of his heart beating and pumping his blood through his veins makes the hunger I feel for him more intense. It was hard enough just being in the same room as him but lying in his bed next to his is even harder than I thought it would be. I can hear every breath he takes, every thump of his heart, and it takes all of my strength not to sink my claws into his delicate skin and rip open his chest. He knows I am a monster but if he knew the type of beast he makes of me he would run screaming. I have never wanted someone's blood as much as I want his. There is no explanation for this I just have the desire to see the scarlet red liquid spill from his body.

He is sleeping; it would be very easy to just do it now. It would be easy even if he was not a sleep but right now he would not know what happened until it was over. I would be too quick for him. His arms wrap around my bare waist and pull me close to his body.

"What are you doing up? I thought you said you were too tired for another round?" he says snuggling his face into my neck. I can feel him smile as he places a gentle but firm kiss to my collar bone.

"I am tired. I just woke up is all." I tell him leaning my chin on his shoulder.

"So you decided to watch me sleep?" he asks placing feathery kisses to my neck and jaw line. He is always gentle with me like he is afraid he will hurt me. I find it funny since I am the one who hurts him all the time.

"I could have gotten out of bed." I state looking at his back. I notice the nasty discolorations from where I was too rough. I always forget out fragile humans are.

"That would have been worse." He says wrapping his arms tighter around me and burying his face into the crook of my neck.

"I love that you're so warm and I don't mean just your body temperature." He mumbles. I just giggle in response. He pulls back and connects his lips onto mine. The desire to rip into him may be over powering sometimes but when he is this caring and passionate I feel like I do not need to rip him limb from limb. The hunger I feel reseeds and disappears for a little while. It will always be there but I am glad I do not have to feel it all the time.

He shoves his tongue into my mouth and the hunger I felt for him while I was watching him sleep is back and stronger than ever. I roll on top of him so he is underneath me. I really hope his bruises are not too bad because tonight is going to be rougher than before. He may not be able to move in the morning once I am done with him.

A/N: So there is was. Please review and let me know what you thought.