A/N: In case you didn't notice, I have changed the rating from T to M due to scenes of sexual nature

Tell Me

Tony's POV

Several Hours Later…

After Gibbs had released us from our chains, Ziva and I headed to my apartment. We only went to mine simply because I was out of clothes so before we had left for work, Ziva had packed her own bag.

On our way home Ziva and I stopped at my favorite Chinese place and got takeout. When we got to my apartment we settled into the couch, sitting cross legged and facing each other. The TV was on in the background but we weren't really watching it. Instead, we were asking each other random questions.

"Favorite Bond movie?" Ziva asked as she easily lifted the Lo Mein she was eating to her mouth with her chopsticks.

"A View to a Kill, 1985, Roger Moore, Christopher Walken and Duran Duran did the theme song. That was a great theme song," I said wistfully. "Uh, favorite childhood memory?" Ziva pursed her lips for a moment and then she looked at me.

"Dancing," she said with a reminiscent look on her face. "I loved dancing; it made me feel like I was in my own little world where no one could touch me. My father only came to see me dance once though, when Tali tried it out. He always seemed to favor Tali over my brother and me." I reached out and placed my hand over Ziva's. She was looking down at the couch and then suddenly, she stood up. "I am going to take a shower," she said and then disappeared down the hallway. I let her go; she obviously needed to be alone. I turned towards the TV and continued to eat my Chinese. Then I remembered that I forgot to tell her about the hot water knob and I got up and walked back down the hallway. I heard the water on already in the bathroom, so I assumed she was in there.

"The hot water handle sticks, just so you know," I yelled in the direction of the bathroom as I walked into my bedroom, but then I stopped short. Ziva was standing over my bed in nothing but a black and pink lace bra, lacy black underwear, and a white square bandage on her side. As my eyes wandered over her body I noticed the scars. Some of them were deep and still slightly pink and some of them were faint white lines. They were all over her back and stomach, although whoever inflicted them knew to keep them well above her shirt line.

"Ziva, what happened to you?"

Ziva's POV

When I finally noticed Tony standing there, it was too late.

"Ziva, what happened to you?" Tony asked. I quickly wrapped my towel around myself.

"Tony, I didn't hear you come in," I said, trying to throw him off the subject.

"You didn't answer my question," Tony said.

"Let me take a shower and then I will," I said, attempting to walk past him but he grabbed my arm and pulled me close to him. I lost my grip on the towel and it fell to the floor, pooling at my feet. My heart quickened as Tony leaned into me, his lips almost touching mine. I shivered in anticipation and Tony grinned wickedly.

We stood there like that for I don't know how long but I finally gave in and pressed my lips against his. He returned the kiss, pulling me firmly against him, his hand settling on the small of my back against my naked skin. I wrapped

my arms around his neck, pressing myself closer, if that was even physically possible. Tony shifted slightly and the next thing in knew, I was in his arms. He carried me over to his bed and laid me down gently, all without breaking the kiss. I moved my hands lower and worked his shirt out of his pants and then I lifted the shirt off of him, only breaking the kiss for a few moments and then my lips were back on his. I deftly unbuttoned his jeans and he raised himself and stripped them off. After he had shed his jeans he reached around behind me, being careful of my side and unclasped my bra. I arched my back and he slid it seductively off of my shoulders, making sure to let the rough fabric drag across my bare skin and I shivered. His mouth left mine and he began to leave a trail of kisses down my neck to my collarbone, his hot breath blowing on my skin. I arched my back again and a moan escaped my lips. Tony's breathing grew ragged.

"Ziva," he whispered, longing in his voice. I let my hands trail down his stomach and I felt his muscles clench as I went lower. I hooked my finger in the waistband of his boxer briefs and slowly dragged them down. This time, the moan escaped his lips. I felt his excitement and I pressed my lips to his. I felt him enter me and I arched my back and lifted my hip. I felt a stab of pain at my side but I ignored it. We went faster and faster, and then I reached the pinnacle and I screamed.

Tony's POV

I woke up with Ziva asleep next to me. Needless to say, the shower had been forgotten. She was wrapped up in my sheet, her head on my shoulder. That sex had been the best so far in my life. I think our previous sexual tension had something to do with it, it built up and then just kind of exploded.

Just then Ziva twitched beside me and her eyes opened and she smiled.

"So you weren't lying," I said quietly. "You really are a screamer." She smiled and punched me lightly on the arm. She stretched gingerly and buried herself deeper into my arms. "Okay, so now you owe me an explanation, tell me where those scars came from." Ziva looked at me and sighed.

"Those scars that you saw, most of them are from training with Mossad. We have to undergo heavy training for if we are captured and tortured. The deeper ones are from when I rescued Jenny in Cairo. I protected her by making them attack me. I saved her life," Ziva explained. While she was telling me this I was tracing one of the deeper ones with the tip of my finger. I felt the goose bumps rise on her skin as I did.

"Was it worth it?" I asked.

"Yes, I am very glad that I rescued Jenny. She is someone that I consider to be one of my best friends and I would trust her with my life," Ziva said. I pulled a pouty face.

"And you don't trust me with your life?" I asked.

"Of course I do," Ziva said. "You're my partner and my lover. I know that there isn't anything that you wouldn't do for me and I know that there isn't anything that I wouldn't do for you."

"I love you," I whispered as I kissed her gently on the lips. She smiled.

"I love you too."

A/N: There you have it… nice and smutsy, but it's Tiva smut, so it's okay. Please review!

P.S. For all of you that live in the US and are eagerly awaiting the return of NCIS here are the names of the next three new episodes: Stakeout(April 8th), Dog Tags(April 15th), and Judgment Day(April 22nd). Also, check out for new stills of Stakeout.