Tony wrapped his arms around her waist to draw her in closer, staring at her lips as he did so. "Ziva, are you sure this is what you want?"
"I wouldn't have climbed onto you if I didn't." she stroked the skin directly under Tony's injured eye, then placed a feathery kiss onto it. Tony pulled Ziva down gently onto the floor behind her, then climbed on top of her. He pushed his hands up her top before pulling it over her head. He threw it behind him onto the sofa before returning to caress the skin on her torso. Tony leaned further in a started to place gentle kisses along her collarbone and down the center of her stomach, stopping at the skin above her waistband. He removed her trousers and scooped her up.
"The bedroom?" he asked, Ziva grinned in reply. She was too taken in by the events going on to reply verbally.
Inside the bedroom he laid her down on her bed before climbing on top of her again, in a instant Ziva had flipped the pair over and she was now on top of Tony.
"Women like it on top as well you know." she purred, pinning his arms down above his head. Tony knew he was quite capable of releasing him self from her grip but chose not to. Ziva pressed her hips into Tony's feeling how excited he had already got. She was quick to undress him down to his boxers. Tony finished undressing them and the pair stared at each others bodies, both surprised at what they saw. They had imagined what the other would look like undressed but never thought it would be this good. Ziva lowered herself onto Tony. The pair screamed out in pleasure and Tony was quick to set the pace.
Ziva woke up freezing, Tony was sprawled across the bed snoring, he had taken all the blankets and was wrapped tightly in them. She tugged at the sheet trying to gain some of it back, it was the middle of winter and she was naked.
"Tony." Ziva whispered into his ear. "Wake up." Tony grunted in response and wrapped his arms around her. She pushed him off. "Tony, it's not funny. I'm freezing, give me some of the blankets. Tony turned to her and smiled, he held the blanket firmly to his chest.
"What's the magic word Zeevah."
"Fine, I'll go and get a shower and no Tony don't even think of joining me."
"Aww, sweet cheeks. Here you can have as much of the blanket as you like." He threw it off him and onto the other side of the bed.
"Nope, too late." She turned and left the bedroom. Tony jumped out of bed and ran towards Ziva, pulling her close to his body. She turned around in his arms to see his injured eye looking worse than it had last night. "You really should have got someone to see to that Tony."
He shrugged."Nah, it's not that bad...though thinking about it yeah it's really starting to hurt. Wonder what everyone will say when they see me at work. What do I say happened, hmm..." He eyed Ziva up and down. "Well I could think of a explanation to move the blame away from you, but only if I can join you in the shower."
"Ha, not gonna work Tony. I don't care if you tell everyone." she turned around and shut the door of the bathroom behind her.
The pair walked into the NCIS headquarters together, they decided that it wouldn't be a good idea to go in separately as Abby would guess straight away what was going on, and anyway they often met each other in the entrance and shared the lift together. When they arrived in the bullpen Gibbs and McGee were already working away on the paperwork. Jenny had given the team the week to catch up on the paperwork that they had got behind on, which gave other teams the opportunity to do some fieldwork for a change.Gibbs however wasn't pleased about this.
McGee looked up from the file he was writing up."Morning, woah! Tony what happened to you?" McGee's greeting caught Gibbs' attention who then looked up at Tony to find out what it was McGee was looking at.
"Morning Probie, Boss." Tony ignored McGee's question and sat down behind his desk staring at his new pile of work. Gibbs walked over to Tony's desk and coughed loudly to catch his attention.
"Yeah boss?"
"Tony! The eye?"
"Oh yeah, right. I forgot about that."
"Well?"
Tony looked over at Ziva, who had opened her eyes widely, indicating that he should answer their boss quickly.
"Hit my head on the coffee table." This was he first and only thought that came to DiNozzo's mind.
Gibbs glared at him and knew that he didn't believe him.
"Get it checked out?"
"Nah."
"That's what I told him Gibbs..." Gibbs turned to Ziva.
" ...when I saw him in the lift this morning."
Gibbs wacked him DiNozzo on the head and whispered , though loud enough for the others to hear. "Next time you lie. I'll give you a bruise to match the one Ziva gave you. Got it?"
"Yes boss."
