Author's Note: Hi! Another new Zibbs for you! The rating will go up to M in the next chapter, so if this story is something you wish to keep reading, the rating will change! This will most likely be a smut story, with some funny parts here and there. The team will be in here as well. This story is set loosely in Season Eight and is AU only in the sense that Ziva and Gibbs are single in the entire season. Please leave your reviews and I will keep updating! Thank you for reading!
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It had all started simply enough.
Loneliness had taken a spot in both of their lives and neither one of them liked it.
And they both wanted to change it.
So they did.
After a particularly long case, Tony had left NCIS claiming he wanted sleep more than he wanted to go out for a drink. McGee left around half an hour after that, saying goodnight to Ziva and Gibbs and not much else.
The tech genius was tired as well.
Which left Ziva and Gibbs alone in the bullpen.
Well, the cleaning crew was making their rounds, so they weren't technically alone.
Suddenly feeling the need to comment on her late hours, Gibbs has a comment that he makes from sitting behind his desk:
"Should follow McGee. Go home, sleep."
Ziva merely keeps typing:
"If I leave I will only find an empty house waiting for me. And though I do not know about you, but I do not feel the need to rush home to that."
Her response was brutally honest and not what Gibbs had been thinking to expect:
"Know the feeling."
"Are you dating Gibbs?"
The question seemed to come out of nowhere and Gibbs, though slightly surprised, answered her honestly:
"No. You?"
Two could play the question game.
Ziva didn't mind:
"No. If I were I would be leaving instead of staying here all night."
Her Friday night would be illuminated by a computer screen rather than the touches of a man.
And if she could have any man, she would have the one currently sitting to her left. And that man had something to say:
"You lonely Ziver?"
He knew it was a personal question and he knew he was crossing a line.
He also knew he didn't care.
And neither did Ziva.
Turning to see him already looking at her, she asks honestly:
"Lonely? Yes. But there is more than that I am wanting."
Ziva didn't plan for that last statement to slip out. But the smirk on Gibbs' face told her he was glad it did.
He turns out his light and moves away from his desk. Moving so he's now standing beside her, he leans down and hold his lips daringly close to her cheek:
"What do ya want?"
He changes paths at the last second and kisses her cheek before standing up straight and leaving, getting onto the elevator, and heads for home.
Ziva, however, is left sitting glued to her seat.
At least it felt that way.
Did Gibbs just?
What did he just say exactly?
Did he just recognize what she wanted?
There was no way.
How could Gibbs have known from her one sentence that slipped out by accident that she wanted a benefit?
Is that what they called it here?
If she remembered correctly from Tony's rant one day, they called it "friends with benefits".
And that was definitely what she wanted.
But she wanted it with Gibbs.
And Ziva knew he'd never go for it, for a collection of reasons, of course.
Work, rules, schedules, whether or not he was attracted to her.
She understood, of course. But the emotion she felt when his breath was on her and his lips on her skin, it was enough for her to be sure of what she wanted and who she wanted it with.
Turning off her light and grabbing her things, she headed for the elevator, keys already in hand.
She had a man to see about a new idea.
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