Anthony was standing on a stool, his hands covered in flour as he waited. He watched as his mother returned, moving behind him. Ziva reached around her son and rubbed at his hands, flouring them up, "Ready?" She smiled, kissing him on the cheek.

"Yup!" Anthony smiled back.

Ziva placed her hands on top of Anthony's and slowly started to stretch the pizza dough out on the kitchen counter, "I was thinking we could have a different kind of pizza today."

"Huh?" Anthony turned his head, "Imaaaaaaaaaa." He looked sad saying it.

Ziva laughed, "I was just going to put some chicken on it."

"Chicken?"

"Uh huh, barbecue chicken. I mean, you can not have pepperoni and sausage every time, Anthony." Ziva said.

"And extra cheese." Anthony added.

"Yes, and extra cheese." Ziva nodded with a smile, seeing so much of his father in him. She then rubbed at his nose with her finger leaving a white streak, which made her chuckle, "You know, your daddy would try the barbecue chicken pizza."

"He would?" Anthony asked.

"He sure would."

"And then he would eat the right pizza." Anthony said.

Ziva squinted, realizing he was right, "It is not going to hurt you to try something different."

"Okay."

Ziva pressed her lips to the top of her son's head, "Good boy."

"What if it tastes bad?" Anthony asked.

Ziva softly chuckled, "Then we will feed it to Kalev and go to McDonalds, okay?"

Tony slipped his fingers into the top of his son's hair, "The ninja always wins."

"Why?" Anthony asked.

"Heh." Tony grinned, "She just does...in the end, she always does."

"I want the stallion to win, he's fast and strong."

"Yeah, but she's agile and cunning and knows all of daddy's weak spots and secrets."

"Huh?" Anthony was confused.

"Nothing." Tony smirked, shaking his head, he leaned down and kissed his son on the forehead, "Okay, time for bed, buddy." He groaned as he pushed himself up from Anthony's Ferrari bed.

"Good night, Daddy." Anthony said with a smile.

Tony walked over to the door, turning off the light, "Night, night, little man." He smiled back and closed the door, leaving it cracked.

Tony made his way to his room, passing through the door. Ziva was sitting up in bed, looking at her iPad, "The kids?"

"Tali's already asleep, just tucked 3 in, what about the Warrior Princess?" Tony asked.

Ziva turned her head, looking at the bassinet to her left, "Sleeping my angel." She smiled.

"Good." Tony smiled, but rubbed at his face, "I'm gonna jump in the shower, you wanna join me?" He asked and the by the time he lowered his hands she was standing next to him.

"Uh huh." Ziva was biting her lower lip.

"Are you..."

"Uh huh." Ziva nodded aggressively.

"Heh."

Ziva took a hold of Tony's hand and lead him into the bathroom.

Ziva was on top of Tony, slowly grinding on his hardness, his eyes big and wide.

"W-w-what?" Ziva gasped.

"Your...they're huge and I just wanna..." He held his hands up.

Ziva let out a exhausted laughed. She took his hands in hers and leaned forward, seductively sliding his face between her cleavage, she then pulled on the back of his hair and kissed him and grinned, "And maybe when they are not so tender, you can put something else between them."

AN- This update started very differently, but I kept in the pizza part, because I love me some mama Ziva

AN2 - Every Friday needs a little Tiva smut