Chapter 36

A/N: Explicit smut in this chapter, do not read if this is not your thing, or if you're underage! Thanks. (Again, please note, I am 100% pure in body (but not in mind) so some of this may be unrealistic).

April 14th 2000

Ziva had been released from the hospital the day prior, she spoke with Dr. Cranston who had her follow up with her school guidance counselor. On the last day, Ziva asked Marissa if she could get her birth control. Ziva had never had her period due to being underweight but she didn't want to take chances.

Gibbs was going to pick her up but got called away to a crime scene on the USS Philadelphia. He told her he'd more than likely have to spend a minimum of 3 days on board. So, he had Tony pick her up.

When they arrived at the house, Ziva changed into one of Gibbs old t-shirts and just left her boy-short underwear on and fell asleep.

When Ziva awoke at 1400, Tony was staring at her from the rocking chair in the corner. She yawns, "Tony, you are being a… what is it called? Streaker?"

Tony laughed as he walked over to the bed, "Stalker, Ziva. And I am not, I am just admiring you, my beautiful girlfriend." He sits on the bed and kisses her gently on the lips.

She smiles at him before kissing him again with more pressure. She straddles his lap and grinds her hips into his as her lips move down to his neck. She nips at his Adam's apple.

He chuckles throatily, "Ziva you are playing with fire."

She says breathlessly, "I'm ready to get burned." She kisses his lips again before leaning back a bit. The pressure of her panties grinding onto his pants is almost too much for him to take.

She removes her t-shirt, exposing her small breasts. "No bra? Naughty girl." He chuckles.

Holding on to her lower back, Tony ran his fingers over her already hard nipple. "Tony." She moans.

He takes her supple olive breast into his mouth and sucks at it. Ziva throws her head back. Her hair cascades over her slender back, almost touching Tony's hand, still on the small of her back. He licks a trail from her belly button to her neck before kissing her deeply.

He lays her back on the bed as he removes his own clothing. Placing a condom packet on the bedside table, he crawls on top of her, his 8-inch member already hard against his stomach.

Kissing her hard he leaves her mouth and kisses his way down her body. Planting a kiss just above her panties, he looks up at her. She nods, telling him she's ready. Her hips arch off of the bed as she removes her underwear, exposing her glistening mound.

Tony licks up one of her thighs, then the other before he uses his fingers to expose her swollen clit. He teases it with the top of his tongue.

Ziva gasps at this, almost shuddering. "God, Tony, please."

He grins before taking her clit into his mouth and sucking on it slowly.

Her back arches at his actions. He rubs is index finger along her slit before inserting it slowly. Ziva grips his hair so hard he's afraid she might pull it out.

He takes his chances as he inserts another finger, curling them up. She almost yelps as he does this, she feels him smile against her pussy as he laps at her clit.

He removes his fingers again and sucks on them. "You sure about this?" He asks as he reaches over to the nightstand to retrieve the condom.

"Wait." She says as she grabs his wrist. Using his weight, she gets herself up off the bed. He stands to let her up.

She kisses him again before sinking to her knees. She lightly grasps his thick cock. He gasps as she does this. She licks some of the pre-cum off before taking the tip into her mouth.

Swirling her tongue around the head, she massages his testes as she takes him deeper into her mouth. Tony closes his eyes, trying not to come right then and there. "Ziva your mouth is so hot. Oh my God. Don't Stop."

Ziva knows she can't take all of him in her mouth but she takes as much of him as she can without gagging. She runs her fingers lightly on the sides of his hard cock, making him shiver. She releases him with an audible 'pop' before licking his length again.

She looks at him and bites her lip as she grabs the condom from the nightstand. She tries to open it, but struggles.

Tony laughs as he takes it from her and rips it open with his teeth. She goes to grab it from him before he stops her, "Uh-uh, wait. You gotta do it right." He pinches the tip as he rolls the condom down his still stiff member slightly. "Okay, go ahead."

She giggles as she rolls it down the rest of the way. She climbs on top of him. "I'm gonna go slow, okay? You lower yourself on to me. SLOW, okay?" He assures her. She rolls her eyes playfully, "Tony, you act like I have never done this before. I have, just not…willingly."

He watches as her face falls. She climbs off of him and sits next to him on the bed. Tears fill her eyes, "Tony. I am so sorry…I…I cannot do this. I thought…I thought I was ready but-."

He grabs her face and kisses her gently. "I can wait as long as you need to. I want you to be comfortable. Okay?" He removes the condom, wrapping it in a tissue before tossing it into her small garbage can underneath the night table.

She sniffles and sobs audibly. He holds her naked body against his as he strokes her hair. After 20 minutes of crying, she falls asleep in his arms.

He hears her snore as he lays her down gently in the bed, covering her with a blanket. He scrawls a note on a piece of paper, 'I'm right downstairs, making supper'; he leaves it on her nightstand. As he closes the door, he whispers, "I love you, Ziva."

Ziva smiles in her sleep. Tony, unaware that she heard his declaration, goes downstairs to start dinner.

A/N: thanks for reading thus far! Next chapter might be up tomorrow, or in a few days, we'll see! Hugs!