Ziva stood in front of the bathroom mirror running her fingers through her damp hair. A yellow shimmering silk robe clunge to her body, the belt tied loosely around her waist.
"Awww, you didn't wait for me." A disappointed Tony stated from the doorway leading to their bedroom. He slowly made his way over, placing his hands on her shoulders, giving them a gentle squeeze before pushing the silk from her right shoulder and kissing it, "Jump back in the shower with me."
Ziva spun around and smiled up at her husband, "No, I am going to bed and you have two choices, you can either a) come with me and make love to me or b) We both know you're going to choose a." She smirked, giving him a peck on the lips, "Besides, do you want me to get all plummy?"
"Heh." Tony grinned, "Pruney, not plummy."
"Nevertheless." Ziva shrugged and pulled away from her husband, taking a step towards the door. She pulled at the belt of her robe and walked out of it, letting it fall behind her. She stopped as she reached the doorway and looked back over her shoulder, gesturing downward, "He's on my side, are you?"
Tony looked down, the massive bulge in his pants was definitely on her side. And with that, he yanked at his clothes, ripping at them, leaving a trail of clothes in his wake as he followed her. He stepped into the bedroom to find that she was already in bed, the covers pulled up to her neck.
"What's taking you so long?" Ziva asked, "I nearly fell asleep." She chuckled, lowering the corner of the covers and patting the bed for him to join her, but he had other ideas.
Tony slipped into the bed at the bottom, crawling his way up to her, but ceased his movement half way.
Ziva giggled, "That tickles." She began, only to let out a deep, throaty moan moments later. She sat up for a mere second before falling back down. His hands slid out from under the covers, his thumbs were pressed into her stomach as his fingertips dug into her sides. Her hands moved to his, fighting his fingers until she interlocked hers with his. She squeezed his hands tightly, holding them firmly against her sides as he feasted on her, "Ken." She gasped, "Ken, ken, ken."
"Mommy." A voice called out.
Ziva's eyes shot towards the voice, a small boy was standing near the open door to the hallway. She yanked up on the covers, covering herself, "Albatross, Albratross." She quickly called out, but gasped hard, still in the midst of being pleasured by her husband. She reached under the covers.
"Ow, ow, ow, ow! What I do, what I do?!" Tony exclaimed in pain as she popped his head out from under the covers.
"ALB-A-TROSS." Ziva repeated in a loud whisper.
"What?" Tony squinted at her, "Where?" He asked, turning his head, seeing his son standing at the corner of the bed, "Oh, f...crap." He caught himself. He turned his head, "You didn't lock the door?"
"I thought you did."
"Well, I thought you did...no matter...anyway...you distract, I'll grab him, on two, ready? Break." Tony said.
"What?" Ziva uttered.
"Nevermind. Football. I'm going in, I mean, I'm leaving now." Tony gave his wife a peck on the lips and disappeared back under the covers.
Ziva sat up, bringing the covers to her chest with her left hand and held out her right hand to her son, "Did you have a bad dream?"
Their son made his way to his mother, Bert the farting hippo in hand. He shook his head no, "Can I have some water?"
Ziva smiled, cradling the back of her son's head, stroking it softly, "Of course you can."
Tony came up from behind his son and lifted him into the air, "Awww." He let out a make groan, "I hear someone wants a glass a water." He smiled at his son.
"Yup!" His son smiled back.
"Come on." Tony turned around and started towards the door, but stopped when his son asked.
"What were you doing under their, Daddy?"
"Heh. You saw that, huh? You're quite observant, like your daddy." Tony grinned, "I was, uhhh...spelunking?"
"What's that?" The younger DiNozzo wondered.
"Cave exploring." Tony answered, thinking it wouldn't hurt to tell the truth.
"Mommy has a cave?"
Tony nervously laughed, not wanting to turn around, because he knew his wife was shaking his head at him, "Come on, lets get you back to bed."
"Daddy?"
"Yeah?"
"I saw Mommy's boobies." The boy gleamed, a huge smile on his face.
"Heh. Are you trying to get me killed, kid?"
Tony made his way back into his room, he closed the door behind him and locked it. He looked at Ziva and grinned, taking off his pants, "Where were we? Oh, I know..." He went to slide back into the bottom of the bed.
"Really? You still want to have sex? Our son just walked in on us."
"I locked the door." Tony pointed back at the door with his thumb.
"So that makes it better?"
"Uhh, yeah, he can't walk in now, problem solved...wait, is this because he saw your boobs? I mean, he lived on them for almost a year."
"No, it is not that...it is."
"Embarrassed?"
"Yes."
"Don't be, you have beautiful boobs and your cave..."
Ziva laughed, "Stop."
"It's cute, cuddly even." Tony grinned.
Ziva rolled her eyes and shook her head, tossing back the covers, "Come on." She smiled, inviting him back to bed.
Tony slipped back into bed and they started to kiss.
"Mommy...Daddy."
"What is it Anthony?" Ziva called out.
"Can I sleep with you?"
Tony and Ziva looked into each other's eyes, "Yeah." They both said at the same time.
AN1 - It's been awhile and a lot of things have happened. The most important being that I became a father for the 4th time, a little boy named Benjamin. He's awesome!
AN2 - Remember, always lock the door before starting coitus.
AN3 - This chapter gives new meaning to Cote's, "He's poking a cave."