Hi everyone this is the last chapter so please review and let me know what you thought of it.

As you might know this is the big M chapter, I tried to go in depth but I didn't want to make it so it would get taken off this website so it's detailed but sweet.

I would also like to thank those of you who left reviews, it gave me the inspiration to continue to write. So thanks again!

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LEROY JETHRO GIBBS' HOUSE
5 WEEKS LATER
1930 ZULU

Gibbs was down in his basement trying to concentrate on sanding his boat. But ever since that kiss in the hospital, all he had been able to think about was Ziva, and the feel of her plump lips against his. They had decided to hold off on any, 'physical activity', and wait until she was well before they explored their new found relationship. So after 5 weeks in the hospital she had finally been allowed to leave, and Ducky had insisted that he be the one to drive her home. So here he was waiting for her to arrive. She was nearly fully recovered from her injuries but was still a bit week due to a raging infection that had raced through her body 2 weeks earlier, but she was alive and safe and that was all that mattered. Gibbs had offered to take care of her until she she was ready to be by her self, she had objected of course saying that she would be fine, but his insistence eventually paid off and she had relented.

Nearly sanding a hole in the side of his boat due to lack of concentration, he sighed and turned away placing the object on the wooden bench. Tipping out a bottle full of screws he went to pour himself a drink, when two petite arms encircled around his waist. He jumped slightly as he never even heard her enter his home. "You never cease to amaze me!" he murmured as he rubbed his hands over her arms.

"Oh, and why is that?" she questioned.

"You avoided every squeaky floor board and every creaky step, you are injured and yet you still managed to sneak up on me!" He turned in her arms as he placed his around her.

"I am Mossad, it is what I do. I would not be alive today if I was not good at it," she said seriously before she placed her lips beside his ear and whispered, "either that, or you are just getting old, yes?" He was about to retort a reply, but he caught the small smirk pulling at her lips, the twinkle in her eyes and new that she was just trying to get him to bite. So he changed the subject to one that would more then likely decided their fate for tonight.

"So, what did the Doctor have to say?" he questioned.

"Besides still being a little week, she gave me a clean bill of health."

"Really?" he said hoarsely.

"Really! So what did you have planned for me?" she said seductively.

"This for starters," he gently brushed a few chocolate curls behind her ear before slowly lowering his mouth to hers. The kiss was soft and gentle, just a small little peck then he pulled away. Looking into her eyes he sent her a silent question asking permission to proceed, and she nodded in answer. This time as he brought his mouth back down to hers he held nothing back. For a moment though, he just reveled in the feel of her beautiful voluptuous lips on his. Then ever so softly he ran his tongue over her lower lip asking for entrance and in no time the two muscles were frantically twisting and rubbing against each other in a battle of dominance, marine verses assassin. One of his hands started to massage the soft ringlets that formed at the nape of her neck while his other moved down to her hip and pulled her flush against him, a small whimper escaped her throat before she could stop it, and she felt him smirk against her lips. 'Two can play at this game', She thought as she let her hands roam over his back before resting both on his behind, squeezing gently before returning the favour by aggressively pulling his lower half to meet hers, this time causing him to groan. Breaking the kiss she smirked back at him, "pay back is a bitch, yes?" she questioned smugly before shivering a little.

"Yeah! Are you cold?" he asked as he rubbed her arms to warm them.

"A little. I don't think I will ever get used to the weather in Washington." Wordlessly he grabbed her hand and led her upstairs, passing the linen closet he grabbed several blankets before continuing on to his lounge room. After lighting a fire in his fire place, he proceeded to lay down two of the thick mink blankets. Clasping her hand in his, he pulled her down to the floor in front of the warming glow.

"That better?" he questioned softly.

"Much," she replied.

"It's snowing again," nodding his direction to the window where the soft delicate ice crystal's were drifting down.

"MmmHmm."

Cupping her cheek he couldn't help but stare at her, "what?" she questioned uncomfortably under his intense ice blue gaze.

"Just looking," he whispered as he continued to study her face.

"At what?" hushed Ziva, thinking that if she spoke too loud it would break the serene setting.

"You. God you are so beautiful," he watched as a blush crept over her face. Biting her bottom lip she looked down at a loose thread that she had started to pluck at.

Grasping her chin between his thumb and finger he brought her face up to his, "you are beautiful, and your all mine," he smiled as he brought their lips in for another prodigious kiss.

Ending the kiss with an audible pop, she started to rub her hands down his back until she found the hem of his shirt, and in one swift move pulled it up, over his head. She lent back to admire the marine in front of her. His body was astounding for his age and she couldn't help but want to touch every inch of his exposed skin. So she did. Gibbs just sat and watched as she studied him. She ran her fingers gently over the slight peppering of hair that she found on his chest. Her fingers danced across his well defined abdominal muscles that clenched in anticipation at her touch. He couldn't help but close his eyes and gulp every time the palm of her hand passed ever so gently over his nipple. Moving the palm of her hand up to his shoulder she delicately traced the bullet wound scar that her half brother had caused.

Seeing the guilty look in her eyes he reached for her hand, raised it to his mouth, and gently kissed each knuckle causing her to look at him. "Don't blame your self for your brothers actions," he whispered softly.

"It should never of happened!" she murmured back.

"Then we would never of happened," it was silent for a few minutes and only the crackle of the fire burning before them was heard, before he smiled at her, "Now where were we?" Bringing his head down for a kiss he let his hands run from her shoulders down to the first button on her shirt. Kissing his way from her mouth down over the pulse points on her neck, his lips quickly followed the same path his fingers had just made as her shirt fell to the floor. "Now it's my turn," he mumbled.

Sitting back on his knees it was his turn to soak up the golden goddess before him. "Bra!" he ordered, and watched with a satisfied smirk as she obeyed, by placing her hands behind her back and released the bindings that hid her expansive flesh. "Beautiful," he murmured as he reached out, cupped a breast and ran his calloused thumb over the now taut bud. Placing a hand behind her, he gently eased her down so she was laying on her back on the blankets. The luminous glow of flames from the fire danced around Ziva's golden frame, accentuating her feminine form. Her chocolate coloured hair was dark in contrast to the white soft rug as it fanned out around her.

Resting on his elbow he laid down beside her and ran his fingers tenderly over her smooth skin, stopping occasionally to tease a nipple, trace a scar, or run his fingers just under the waist band of her form fitting jeans. His control was beginning to falter, he wanted her now. Touch was no longer enough, he wanted to taste, he needed to quench his thurst. If she wasn't still recovering from her injuries, he would have already had her slammed up against the wall, leaving a trail of destruction behind them. 'Maybe next time', he thought as he smirked inwardly. That was the type of women he pictured her to be, rough yet compassionate, strong yet delicate, demanding yet submissive. But every women likes to be pampered every now and then, and that's how he wanted their first time to be, tender, caring and loving. So slowly lowering his head he pulled the pink sensitive rosette into his mouth and suckled hungrily. Arching her back Ziva gasped at the sensation caused by the new contact.

Unable to just lay there, she brought her hands up, ran her fingers through his silver hair and pressed more of her flesh into his open mouth. She shivered in delight as he moved to continue his assult on her other breast.

The coolness hitting her damp buds combined with the warmth and heat of the flames set her body on fire. Desire and need took over all other thoughts as her hands moved swiftly down to the button and Zipper on his pants. Struggling to get her fingers to comply in undoing the item of clothing, Gibbs brought his hands down to help. Letting out a feral growl she slapped his hands away, gave a quick flick, and the clatter of the tiny button was heard as it skimmed across the wooden floor boards on the other side of the room. Gibbs couldn't help but laugh at the look of victory that washed over Ziva's features.

"Impatient are we?" he questioned as his hands continued to roam over her exposed skin.

"I am on a mission and no obstacle in my path, big or small, will stop me from completing it!"

"Oh, and what mission is that?" he smirked down at her.

"You will just have to see, yes?" she smiled as she trailed a finger from his throat down between his hard pecks, circled around his belly button before slipping under the cotton of his boxer shorts to grasp at his long length. Giving it a little squeeze she watched as his eyes darkened with need, and a small groan rumbled free from his throat.

"Yes," he mumbled as she started to move her hand. "I am looking forward to it."

Ziva was enjoying herself so much that it took her a few minutes to realise that Gibbs had already undone her jeans and was in the process of ripping them from her ankles.

Tossing the item of clothing to the floor he lifted her foot up to his lips and kissed her toes tenderly, before making his way with his mouth, along her calf muscle, behind the knee, to the inside of her thighs. Repeating the process on the other leg before quickly and swiftly divesting her of her nickers.

Taking a few minutes, he took the time to look over at his curvaceous exotic rose, laying uncovered, and fully exposed just for him. The marine in his pants was now at full attention and awaiting its orders, so feeling claustrophobic due to the tightness of his pants, he hurriedly pulled them off flicking them across the room. His large length finally sprang forth, standing naked and proud for it's commanding officer.

Coming to rest between her open legs he kissed her lips before making his way down, paying attention to her heaving breasts before continuing on below her belly button. Ziva moaned in appreciation as he finally feasted upon her pink moist flesh between her thighs. Using two fingers he circled her entrance before thrusting them into her hot wet core. "Ohhhh," Ziva managed to ground out as she could already feel the tingling sensation start to build in her lower abdomen. He teased and taunted her by bringing her close to release before pulling back, not letting her go over the edge of ecstasy. "Gibbs, I can't last much longer . . . . I need you . . . . . . I want to feel you inside me . . . . NOW!" she demanded as she grabbed and pulled him to her for a scorching kiss. The intense need only built within her as she tasted her sweet nectar on his lips.

Gibbs didn't need to be told twice, he didn't know how long he could last for either, as this exact moment was something that had assaulted his fantasies for the last 2 years. Just knowing that this was about to happen nearly made him loose it.

Making sure he wasn't hurting her he carefully impaled his throbbing length into her engorged flesh, gently taking his time so she could get used to his size. Kissing her passionately, he started to move within her, slow and skillfully, hitting her bundle of nerves with every advance of his hips. Their tongues and pelvises meeting each other, thrust for thrust.

"God I love you Ziva," he murmured as his mouth moved to a lascivious point on her throat. He stopped what he was doing in shock, only just realising that he had said it out loud.

"And I love you Jethro," he sighed in relief and started moving again when he had heard her whispered reply. Then putting on a more demanding tone she ordered, "Now move it gunny, or I'll be forced to take immediate action!"

"Yes Ma'am!" he gave her a mock salute, but still he kept the pace slow.

"Do not call me Ma'am!" she forced out as she bucked her hips trying to encourage him to plunge faster.

"Or what Officer David," he teased with a smirk. The smile was wiped off his face when she hooked her leg over his hip and rolled them over so that she was on top with his hands pinned above his head. He new he could over power her, but he let her take control.

"Or you will pay," she nipped at his lips when he brought them up to meet hers for a kiss, "ah, ah, ah, you disobeyed a direct order Gunny, you need to be punished." Bringing her head down she grazed her teeth over his nipples causing Gibbs' breath to hitch. Biting the flesh covering his collar bone hard caused him to growl in both pain and pleasure. Licking the indentations left by her teeth she then blew softly over the small wound, earning yet another low grumble from the hard arse marines throat. Grounding her hips hard into him was going to leave bruises but he didn't care as the feeling of immanent release was building quickly and he new by her uncontrolled movements that she too was close. Moving his thumb down to her mound he ran the digit over her clit and a loud whimper from her broke free. "Come with me Jethro, please," she begged as she started to quiver and shake around him. She brought her mouth down to his, kissing away her scream as she climaxed. The feel of her tightening internal muscles were enough to make him spiral out of control and he spilt ribbons of hot white seed into her, her muscles contracting over and over again, milking him for all he had.

Eventually exhaustion called out to them and they layed side by side cuddling each other, naked and saited by the fire as the snow continued to fall outside.

Laying with her head on his bare chest she hummed a song as she traced her fingers over his sweat covered skin.

"What song is that hun?" he murmured as his own fingers ran up and down her back.

"Just a song that reminds me of us, like this, right now."

"Sing it to me please," he whispered as his eyes drifted shut, "You have such a stunning voice."

Smiling she started to sing to him.

"Memories we share together,
Moments no one else can know,
I will keep them close to me,
Never let them go........

Once you filled my hands with roses,
Then you gave your heart to me,
When our kiss had followed this,
love was meant to be........

Time goes by, and the snow is drifting,
Slowly in the sky, Cold, Cold nights,
As you lie beside me,
I can hear your heart beat........

You have lost yourself in dreaming,
I have lost myself in you,
Now we lie beneath the sky,
Stars and midnight blue........

Stars and midnight blue."

Finishing the song she lent in, kissed him tenderly on his lips and whispered, "Te amo Jethro."

He murmered his response as he drifted off into a peaceful sleep, "Te amo my beautiful Ziva."

THE END.......

Please let me know if you liked it or not.

The song is called Stars and Midnight blue and its from the CD, 'Anja, and winter comes'. (Just in case you want to know.)

I'm thinking of starting another Gibbs/Ziva story as there are no where near enough of them. If anyone knows of some good sites to visit please let me know.

THANKS SO MUCH TO ALL THAT TOOK THE TIME TO READ MY STORY :O)