The prompt was "fruity." I don't own NCIS. Enjoy!
"Why do you smell fruity, Ziva?"
"You notice that I changed my perfume but you fail to notice the fact that I got all dressed up?"
"No! I noticed that. But I'm more attracted to how you smell than what you wear," Tony said, wrapping his arms around Ziva's waist and pulling her close.
Ziva wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face in his neck, breathing his scent.
DiNozzo nuzzled his face in Ziva's hair and smiled. "Mmm, you smell like strawberries," he mumbled through her hair.
Ziva laughed and pulled away from him. "Are we going out to dinner, Tony? I bought this dress just for dinner," she said, twirling in a circle, the dark purple dress flowing around her.
DiNozzo watched her, speechless. "I told you, Ziva. I am more attracted to you au natural than in that dress," he replied. "But, you do look stunning in that dress," Tony added as an afterthought.
Ziva stopped twirling and placed her hands on her hips, almost looking like a teenager. "Thank you, Tony," she said with a smirk, playing with the hemline of the dress.
He watched her, trying so hard to resist the urge to grab her and kiss her again. DiNozzo moved closer to Ziva, wrapping his arms around her waist. He kissed her lips passionately, letting his hands roam to the zipper to undo it.
She didn't protest his actions, but let her own hands work at the buttons of his shirt and at his belt. Tony finished undoing the zipper and Ziva stepped out of her dress, leaving very little fabric behind. Tony headed towards the bedroom, making Ziva step backwards. She undid the buttons on his shirt and he shrugged it off in the middle of the hallway.
By the time Tony was gently placing Ziva on the bed, their clothes left a trail from the living room to the bedroom, and their reservations for dinner were completely forgotten. The senior field agent climbed on top of her, and kissed her lips passionately.
Arching her back and moaning softly, she wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist before moving so that she was on top of him.
Staring up at her, Tony looked at her, curious. "You really think I'm going to be okay with this?" he joked with a smirk, kissing her again and rolling them over.
She groaned underneath him as he pushed himself into her, and her nails dug into his back. Faster and faster he pushed, quickly pushing her over the edge.
Ziva sighed, content, and rested her head on Tony's chest. "Tony...you..." she trailed off, nuzzling her face in his neck.
"Are spectacular? The best lover ever?" he teased, fingers running through her hair.
She chuckled and rolled her eyes, glancing up at him. "You are...a nutcase."
"How so?" he question curiously, looking down at her.
"You cannot get enough of me."
"That is because you are beautiful, Ziva. And I love you."
Her heart started beating faster when he said that. No matter what he said, he always gave her the butterflies. "I love you too, Tony," she whispered.
DiNozzo kissed the top of Ziva's head, pulling her close to him. He took in the scent of her hair and smiled to himself. "Not only are you beautiful, but you smell delicious," he said with a laugh.
"It is the strawberries," she replied.
Tony smiled even more. "Don't ever change your perfume again, okay?" he said, stroking her cheek.
Smiling slightly, Ziva nodded. "I promise I will not change it," she teased.
"Good."
And then he kissed her gently, passionately, and she kissed him back with just as much passion. Oh, how he loved strawberries.