Snow Ball war, chilled Champagne and Frank Sinatra's Christmas album
Own Nothing
She felt the snowball hit her in the back of the head and the coldness of the said ball made her back go rigid. "Tony." She growled, turning slowly to stare at the smirking man just ten feet behind. "You will pay for that."
He laughed, bending down to roll up another one. "Oh really Lewis, and what makes you say that?" He asked her.
She quickly scooped up a handful of snow and threw it, hitting him straight in the face. "I work with superheroes, you should know better." She ran for cover behind a tree while she started forming her arsenal.
"Well I work with Gibbs!" He shouted back as he ducked out behind his car.
"Stop hiding Dinozzo! This means war!" Darcy shouted laughing as she threw the first ball, hitting his windshield wiper next to his head.
"You're on Lewis!" He shouted back as the Snowball war commenced.
It was over an hour before they headed back inside, their fingers numb, clothes soaked through. They quickly stripped in the bathroom and filled the tub up with hot water and slipped in. Darcy leaned her back against Tony's as he wrapped his arms around her, kissing her shoulder lightly. "Burr, you're cold." He whispered.
"Don't worry, we'll warm up soon." She whispered as she looked up at him smiling. He leaned down and kissed her deeply, sliding a little deeper into the water as Darcy turned to face him to get a better angle. They broke apart to breath. "I think we should take this to the bedroom." She whispered as she kissed her way to his Adam's apple.
He hummed as ran his hands done her body. "I agree." They stood up and Tony draped Darcy's robe over her shoulders and pulled his over his body. "You head in there, I'll be right there." He kissed her on the lips and left her to go into their bedroom.
Darcy dried herself off a little bit more before slipping the robe back on, waiting for Tony to walk back in. In just a few minutes, he came back with two flutes and a bottle of champagne, he sat them at the night stand and grabbed the remote to the stereo and pushed play. Darcy broke out into a grin as Frank Sinatra's Christmas album played. "Frank Sinatra released in 1957…" Tony started to explain.
"Shut up." She ordered and grabbed him over by his bathrobe and kissed him. She pulled on his robe, opening it and pushed it off his shoulders. She broke the kiss to look down over him and smiled before looking back at him. "Merry Christmas, to me." She smirked as he picked her up and brought her to the bed.
"Shh now, it's time for me to open my present." He smirked and untied her bathrobe to her bare body. "Merry Christmas indeed."