A/N This is my first NCIS fic I hope you enjoy. I wrote this at midnight so any mistakes are mine. Hope you enjoy. Please RR
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His eyes fly open, breath labor. But, his body calms down once he hears the soft snores next to him. He's grown accustomed to falling asleep to them but he can remember the last time he woke up to them. His phone rings. He answers it quickly.
He says his name. Whispering trying not to awaken her. He gently gets up from the bed listening to the older man's voice on the other end of the line. Holding the phone to his ear with his shoulder he grabs his boxers off the floor. He stands by the window. Survey is the mess of clothes scattered in the floor remembering how they got there.
He opens the curtain partly letting a stripe of moonlight shines through. It aluminates her back her brown hair a curly mess all over the bed and pillow around her. Her arms spend out the sheet covering her lower half. God she looks so beautiful like that. He hangs up. Moments later her phone begins to ring. She grumbles something still half way asleep. He doesn't mind her noticing him starring.
She sits up on the bed brushing her hair out of her face. She answers the phone the same way he does with her name. She looks at him. He can register what's in her eyes but he loves the look she giving him as she listens to what the person on the other line is saying holding the phone to her ear with one hand as the other holds the thin sheet to her chest.
He climbs back on the bed. Kissing her neck and down her arm she bits her lip as he sucks on the spot behind her ear knowing there will be a bruise there and the others will want an explanation. He nips at her ear as she hangs up the phone.
"We should get ready," it's less of a statement and more of a question. He pecks her on the lips and backs away. She gets out of the bed and heads toward the bathroom dropping the sheet on the floor once her back is turned towards him.
She stops in the doorway and looks over her shoulder and looks at him. "Are you coming," she isn't asking she demanding. He scurried off the bed and picks her up bridal style. "I love you ziva David." He gives her a kiss on the lips more electric than the one they shared minutes ago.