Chapter Two
"We should not keep doing this." Ziva said as Tony flipped her so she was laying on her stomach.
"Why not?" Tony asked against her ear as he leant over her body and spread her legs further apart. "I know you're enjoying it."
"It is not right." Ziva said and gasped as she felt Tony push inside her.
"Fuck being right." Tony growled as he collapsed on top of her while he thrust. "We need this."
"I'm pregnant, Tony." Ziva said then buried her face in the pillow as Tony's thrusts slowed down.
"Ray's?" Tony asked as he stilled completely and laid on top of her so he was speaking directly into her ear. "Ziva." Tony said as he nuzzled her neck and started thrusting again.
"Yours." Ziva said as she turned her face away from the pillow. "I thought you should know."
"This isn't going to hurt him is it?" Tony asked quietly as he continued to move gently.
"No." Ziva answered but Tony continued with his gentle movements.
"I'll marry you if you want." He offered as he pulled from her and flipped her onto her back so he could see her face.
"I do not." Ziva said as she reached for him and drew him back inside of her. She bit her lip with pleasure as she looked away from her lover's intense gaze.
"Just like that?" Tony asked. "Conversation over?"
"We are in the middle of having sex." Ziva sighed as she ran her hands through his hair trying to get him to focus.
"Fine." Tony said as he leaned back and pulled her legs over his shoulder as he pounded roughly into her.
Ziva screamed at the surprising intensity and depth of Tony's thrusts. He paused for a moment hearing her scream but quickly resumed as he saw she was enjoying it. Tony continued to move roughly and with anger. Agitated by his detachment Ziva stopped moving in sync with him and pulled away.
"What are you doing?" Tony asked as he watched her crawl towards him on her knees.
"This." Ziva said as she grabbed his face and kissed him like she had when they were undercover. Tony bit her lower lip as her tongue pushed into his mouth. "Get on your back." Ziva ordered as she pulled away from the kiss and Tony glared at her.
"No." Tony said as he licked his lips and continued to stare at her. "You get back on your back."
"Anthony." Ziva warned as she took his throbbing erection in her hand and stroked it gently. Making sure to rub her thumb back and forth over the tip knowing it drove him nuts. "I am always under you and you are in no position to negotiate are you?" She purred against his lips and tightened her grip on his cock.
"Guess not, you have me for the next 18 years." He said sadly as he dropped his forehead against hers.
"Can we just forget about this for now?" Ziva asked with a hitch in her voice as if she was going to start bawling.
"Don't cry." Tony laughed as he pulled away and saw the few tears fall from her eyes. She looked up at him and shook her head and looked away as she dropped her hand from him. Tony leaned in a kissed down the trails where the tears had fallen. "It's going to be okay."
"It is not though." Ziva sighed as she turned her head to look back at him. Tony gave her a weak smile and cupped her cheek. He watched her as if he was going to say something but kissed her instead. Ziva smiled into the kiss as she felt his erection twitching against her. "How are you still hard?" she asked and Tony just gave her and wicked grin and a wink.
"Talent." He smiled as he tried to push her back on the bed but she stiffened her body and pushed back against him. "Ziva." He pouted.
"On your back, DiNozzo." Ziva smiled as she moved so Tony could lay on his back with his head against the pillows.
"Happy?" Tony asked as he flopped down. Ziva's eyes looked over her partner's body and nodded as she slowly licked her lips.
"Very." Ziva said as she straddled his lap and sunk down on his erection.
"Fuck." He growled as he grabbed her hips and thrusted up to meet her. "So tight."
"God, Tone." Ziva whimpered as she pressed her hands against his chest and curled her fingers into his chest hair. Tony smiled at the nickname and he stilled his thrusts and Ziva started furiously rocking her hips against his. "Fuck." She groaned as she threw her head back and moved faster against him.
"Come." Tony urged as he rubbed her clit. "Come on, Ziva."
"Shut up." Ziva said as she pushed harder against Tony's chest as he tried to sit up and Tony removed his hand from her. "Do not." She growled and Tony smirked and rubbed faster. "Oh." Ziva gasped as she finally fell over the edge and collapsed onto her partner.
"Ziva." He grunted as he wrapped his arms tight around her and thrusted hard and quickly came from her still quivering muscles.
"I should clean up." Ziva said as she tried to push off his chest but he wouldn't let her, he wrapped his arms tighter around her instead.
"Don't do this." Tony sighed. "Don't run away."
"I am not running away." Ziva glared as she reached back and pulled the covers around them.
"You're trying to." Tony said as he pushed her hair out of her face.
Ziva didn't answer but instead snuggled deeper against her partner. She could feel him thinking of what to say as he turned and kissed the top of her head. As she waited for him to speak she idly drew random patterns on his chest, sometimes stopping to play with his chest hair that she was beginning to find attractive instead of slightly repulsive.
"How do you know?" Tony asked as he ran his fingers softly over her hip.
"What?" Ziva asked. "That I am pregnant?"
"No, I understand how you know that." He smiled as he rolled her onto her back and rested on his side so he could look down at her. "How do you know it's my baby?"
"By how far along I am." Ziva answered as she watched his face as he hesitated to touch her stomach. "You can get a paternity test if you want. If it is something you want to know."
"Just say what you mean." Tony growled.
"What do I mean?" Ziva asked equally as angry.
"That if I wanted to pretend it was Ray's baby and walk away I'm more than welcome to." Tony huffed as he threw the covers off himself and got out of bed.
"Where are you going?" Ziva asked angrily as she grabbed his shirt, quickly threw it on, and followed him out of the room.
She watched as he went to the fridge buck naked and pulled out a beer. She could see how angry he was by how tense his back muscles were. She stared at him, waiting for him to turn around.
"I'm not that guy." Tony said as he dropped his head and he turned around to look at her. The emotion in his voice and on his face caught her off guard. "I'm really not. I know I have a reputation and I'm immature but I'm not irresponsible, well I mean I did get you pregnant, but I-."
"Tony," Ziva laughed slightly as she stepped closer to him and placed her hand on his cheek. "I was not trying to insult you."
"But you did. You have this idea that I'm someone I'm not." Tony sighed. "I got a girl pregnant in college, my freshman year."
"Oh God Tony, you have a kid?" Ziva gasped.
"See! You're doing it again!" Tony yelled startling Ziva. "Ziva if I had a child when I was 19 they'd be 20 by now! You would know if I had a 20 year old."
"Would I?"
"What the fuck does that mean?"
"You know exactly what it means." She yelled back. Tony clenched his jaw and glared back at her. "I am going to shower then leave."
"She got an abortion." He said quietly to her retreating form. Ziva stopped moving and turned back to him. "She told me after the fact. Like you she automatically assumed I was a prick and wanted nothing to do with her or my child."
"That is not what I assumed." She said as she walked back towards him, awkwardly aware that he was naked and she was only in his shirt. "Tony, the night I got pregnant you came over to tell me how you were going to propose to another woman."
Tony nodded and downed the rest of his beer.
"Are you happy?" He asked randomly as he watched her closely, noticing how her hand was resting protectively on her flat stomach. When Ziva followed his gaze she immediately dropped her hand and found the buttons on his shirt more interesting to look at than him. "Ziva?"
"They told me it would never happen." She whispered still not looking up at him. "That it would be close to impossible for me to conceive naturally, but one night with you…" she looked up to see him grinning like an idiot. "This is not meant to inflate your ego."
"Can't help it." He continued to smile proudly. "I feel like Priapus."
"I think it is fairly obvious you are not Priapus." Ziva smirked as she flicked her gaze down his naked form.
"You should be thankful." He said. "Because if I was, you'd never leave my bed."
"You are impossible." Ziva laughed.
"But you're happy?" he asked as closed the space between them.
"I never realized I actually wanted a child until I was told I could not have one." she answered as she looked down at her stomach. Tony smiled and placed his hands over hers as they caressed her flat abdomen. "But when I found out. I cannot ever remember being so happy."
"I can tell." Tony smiled. "It's in your eyes." He said as he kissed the tip of her nose. "They don't shut up remember?"
"Thank you, Tony."
"For what?" he asked confused as he hugged her.
"This baby." She smiled against his neck.
"Any time." He said against her hair. Pulling away he took her hand and led her back to the bedroom. "Let's go to bed."
"I am tired." Ziva protested as he climbed into his spot.
"I mean to sleep." He said and tugged her down into the bed next to him. "E.J. and I are done by the way."
"I know." Ziva laughed as she cuddled into his side again. "I was spying, but she's still living in D.C."
"It's over." Tony shrugged with a yawn.
"I am sorry, Tony."
"Don't be, I'm not." He smiled. "It would have been a mistake asking her to marry me. A big mistake."
"Ray gave me an empty box today." Ziva mumbled into his chest as she fought off sleep.
"Excuse me?" Tony laughed. "He just handed you an empty cardboard box?"
"No, an empty ring box." She clarified.
"Please don't tell me he proposed to you while you were pregnant with my baby." Tony sighed trying to keep his anger and jealousy in control.
"He did not propose, it was something about a promise." Ziva said. "I am sick of being kidnapped in May, Tony."
"I'm sick of you being kidnapped in general." He said as he played with the ends of her hair. "I can't take much more but what was Ray promising?"
"I am not totally sure." Ziva yawned.
"Does he know you're pregnant?" Tony asked.
"No." Ziva said as she nuzzled into Tony's neck again, desperate for him to shut up and let her sleep. "I wanted to tell you before I told him. And I think he is up to something."
"Yeah?" Tony asked as he continued to play with her hair.
"Goodnight, Tony." Ziva said as she kissed his chest and finally let herself sleep.
"Goodnight Ziva." Tony smiled. "Goodnight Baby DiNozzo."
A/N: Okay, I didn't think the season finale was that great. But I'll probably continue this story for the summer. I haven't decided if it will be a fluff or angst story. Let me know your thoughts.
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