Okay, this chapter is 100% M-Rated, you have been warned. I felt like this was the right time to add this little nugget of a chapter in, so I hope you enjoy it!

The next few chapters may take me a little longer to write, because – life, but I promise, they will be written as quickly as I can get them done. Now I am actually done rambling, go read the chapter!

Ten

Ziva sat down on the couch beside Tony and let out a content sigh, glad she was home with him. Tony had had the afternoon off for therapy with Paige, which left Ziva, Gibbs, and McGee alone in the bullpen to do paperwork.

"How was your appointment?" Ziva asked.

Tony shrugged. "Alright, pretty normal. We mostly just talked about work." He told her.

Tony wrapped his arm around Ziva's shoulders, and she rested her head on his chest. She thought carefully about her next series of movements before she tilted her head up, kissing Tony's neck softly. She waited a moment to gauge his reaction before she did it again.

Tony's hand slid from Ziva's shoulders to her waist and he pulled her closer to him.

Ziva smiled slightly when she felt his grip on her change. She turned in his arms to gain better access as she kissed her way up his neck.

Tony's eyes fluttered shut when he felt Ziva's lips on his neck. His skin tingled every time she touched him.

He gasped when she pulled his earlobe into her mouth, grazing it with her teeth lightly before letting it go. She pulled back completely to look up at him.

"Are you okay?" She asked, bringing one hand to cup his cheek gently.

Tony nodded. "Yeah."

Ziva kissed his cheek softly. "Are you okay if I do this?" She asked, swinging her leg over his to straddle him.

Tony nodded, his hands coming to rest on her hips. "I'm okay. Are you?" He asked.

Ziva nodded. "I'm fine." She told him as she leaned down to kiss him.

Tony's fingers tightened on Ziva's hips as they kissed tentatively, and somehow with more passion than either of them had ever felt. Ziva pulled away first, smiling as she leaned down to kiss his neck once more, nibbling on the sensitive patch of skin below his ear.

Ziva could feel the effect she was having on her boyfriend. His breathing sped up, and she could definitely feel him underneath her.

"Bedroom?" She asked.

Tony nodded. "Good idea."

Ziva removed herself from Tony's lap and she led him down the hall to their bedroom. He closed the door behind them and pulled Ziva into a hug.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, threading her fingers through his hair as she pulled his lips to her own.

Tony pulled her tight against him, and Ziva let out a soft moan when she felt him pressing against her. She removed her arms from around Tony's neck long enough to get her shirt off and unbutton his.

Ziva ran her hands over Tony's chest appreciatively. She took great pleasure in watching his muscles jump and twitch under her fingers. She ran her hands up and down his sides for a moment as they kissed before her fingertips dipped just under the waistband of his sweats.

She pulled away from the kiss to look up at Tony.

"Can I touch you?" She asked.

Tony nodded. "Yeah."

Ziva smiled softly, never taking her eyes off his as her hands pushed his pants off his hips. She ran her fingers over his hips and lower stomach for a moment, searching his face for signs of hesitation. She didn't find any.

Tony's eyes fluttered shut once more when he felt her fingertips grazing his erection. He was relieved to know that yes, it did still feel good. Especially when it was Ziva touching him.

Ziva felt a flood of wetness between her legs when she wrapped her fingers around Tony's hardened member. His hips jumped toward her and she smiled. He was enjoying himself. She kissed his neck as she stroked him slowly.

"God Zi." Tony gasped when she ran her index finger up the bottom of his shaft teasingly.

"Good?" Ziva asked.

Tony nodded silently, his grip on her hips tightening.

Ziva pressed a soft kiss to his lips. "Good."

Ziva wrapped her fingers around him once again, squeezing him gently as she lowered herself to her knees.

Tony's eyes opened immediately, and he looked down at her.

"Zi, you don't have to…" He started but cut himself off when he felt her tongue circling his tip. Fuck that felt good.

Ziva looked up at him. "I want to, Tony. This is about bringing back sensation. I am fine." She told him surely.

Tony nodded simply, distracted by the feeling of her hot breath ghosting over him. He almost surprised himself when he let out a small moan at the soft flicks his girlfriend's tongue was inflicting on him.

Ziva smiled when she heard Tony's moan. She wrapped one hand firmly around the base of his cock and the other came up to play with his balls. She leaned forward to take his tip into her mouth, tongue circling and pressing against his sensitive spots like she'd done this a million times before.

It took all the willpower Tony had to stop his hips from thrusting forward into Ziva's mouth. Everything that she was making him feel with her tongue… he hadn't realized how much he missed it. He wanted to make her feel just as much. He took a deep, steadying breath before he took Ziva's hands and pulled her to her feet.

"Are you alright?" Ziva asked, her arms finding their way around his neck once more.

Tony nodded. "You're still wearing pants."

Ziva looked down at herself. "Let me fix that."

She took a deep breath and unbuttoned her jeans, slowly pushing them down her legs. She didn't know why she was so nervous. Tony had seen her naked before. Every day for the last two and a half months, actually. But this was new, and Ziva was scared.

She looked up at Tony as she stepped out of her jeans, leaving them in a pile on the floor. Tony smiled softly, stepping closer to her. He reached out to her and she accepted his embrace gratefully.

Tony kissed her forehead softly as he ran his hands over her back lightly. His fingertips traced patterns up and down her sides, his thumbs running underneath her breasts briefly each time.

Ziva melted into Tony's warmth, and Tony enjoyed the small sounds that fell from her lips when his fingers found a sensitive spot.

Tony walked forward slowly, until he felt Ziva's knees hit the edge of the bed and he helped her sit down.

Ziva smiled a bit when Tony lowered himself to his knees in front of her. He was trying to give her the upper hand. If she was above him, she might feel safer.

His hands ran up and down her back gently. They reached the back of her bra and he looked up at his girlfriend.

"Can I take it off?" He asked.

Ziva nodded. "Yes."

Tony smiled softly and leaned forward to place light kisses to her neck as he unclasped her bra.

She let the straps slide off her shoulders and Tony dropped her bra to the side.

Tony smiled softly as he took in the sight of his girlfriend. Yes, he had seen her naked before, but this was different. This seemed more important.

"You…" he trailed off, trying to find the right words, "are so beautiful, I can't believe I get to have you." He told her honestly.

Ziva's eyes closed and she felt herself blushing at the compliment.

Tony rested his hands on her hips gently as they kissed.

Ziva smiled, running her hands through Tony's hair as he kissed from her neck, down one arm and then back up and across her chest to the other. He kissed a trail between her breasts, down her stomach. He placed gentle kisses over her hips and thighs, his hands coming down to play with the waistband of her panties.

When Tony finally made his way back to her lips, he was pleased to see that her dark eyes had sunk to a deeper shade of brown in her arousal.

Ziva took Tony's hands and stood up, pulling him with her.

His hands rested on her hips. "Can I take them off?" He asked, his thumbs tracing the waistband of her panties.

Ziva nodded. "Please."

Tony kissed her temple softly as he hooked his thumbs into the flimsy material and pushed them down slowly.

Ziva looked up at him, offering a small smile before she backed up toward the bed once more. She laid down on her side of the bed and patted the bed for Tony to sit down with her.

Tony sat down on the edge of the bed, and Ziva sat up behind him, one leg on either side of him.

"We do not have to do this Tony." She reminded him.

"I want to." Tony told her. "Do you?" He asked, looking back at her.

Ziva kissed his shoulder lightly. "Yes."

Tony smiled a bit and turned to lean back against the headboard. He reached out for Ziva's hands and pulled her into his lap. Their lips met in a heated kiss, and Ziva finally understood what 'seeing fireworks' meant.

Tony pulled away from her when the need for air became eminent. They sat quietly for a moment, eyes closed, trying to catch their breath.

Ziva was surprised when she felt Tony shift beneath her, and suddenly her taut nipple was engulfed in the warmth of her boyfriend's mouth.

Her hands held him against her, and her grip on his hair tightened when he flicked his tongue over the hard bud, sending sparks through her.

His hand came up to roll her other nipple between his fingers briefly before he dragged his tongue across her chest toward the neglected nipple.

Ziva gasped, her hips rolling when Tony's teeth scraped across her nipple. Tony smiled to himself and pinched the other nipple between his fingers.

"Tony!" Ziva moaned.

Tony released the swollen but with a pop and rested his hands on her rib cage, his thumbs running tight circles around her hardened nipples.

"I didn't know these were so sensitive." He said honestly.

Ziva, whose eyes were almost black with desire nodded in agreement. "I had forgotten." She told him before pulling him up to kiss her once more.

Ziva pulled out of the kiss and she took hold of one of Tony's hands, guiding his fingers between her legs slowly. Tony let his fingers tickle the inside of her thigh gently. As soon as his fingers grazed her skin, her muscles tensed, and Ziva started to shake. She buried her face into his shoulder.

"Are you sure Zi?" Tony asked once more.

Ziva nodded against him. "I trust you." She said softly. "Touch me, Tony."

Tony's fingers lingered on her thigh for a few more seconds before he slowly moved up her leg. He let out a small sigh of relief when his fingers met a pool of wetness.

Ziva's grip tightened in his hair when he touched her, and he really couldn't tell if it was a good thing or a bad thing.

"It's just me Zi." He reminded her gently. "I won't hurt you."

Ziva nodded slightly. "Keep going." She mumbled.

The arm that Tony had around Ziva's waist tightened slightly as he gathered her wetness onto his fingers before sliding slow, lazy circles around her clit.

Ziva's mouth dropped open against his shoulder and her back arched, pushing her hips toward him. She loved this. Her entire body was tingling. This felt amazing.

"Faster." She moaned into Tony's shoulder, her legs spreading wider across his lap.

Tony smiled happily and acknowledged Ziva's request, drawing tight, fast circles around her clit.

Ziva's hips moved against his precise movements. Her breathing was heavy, and she could already feel her climax – the climax she hadn't experienced in over a year – building quickly.

"Stop." She said suddenly, and Tony pulled his hand away from her, faster than he even knew he could.

"Are you okay?!" He asked quickly, scanning her face for signs of fear or pain.

Ziva nodded and kissed him softly. "I did not mean to scare you. I want you, Tony. I want you inside me. If you are ready." She told him.

Tony nodded. "Okay." He said simply.

Ziva tucked her legs back so she was resting on her knees above Tony while he rested back against the headboard.

"Condom?" He asked.

Ziva shook her head no. "I want to feel you. All of you. Is that okay?" She asked.

Tony nodded. "Yeah." He said, resting his hands on her hips.

Ziva leaned forward to press her lips to his gently. "Are you ready?" She asked.

Tony nodded. "Are you?"

Ziva smiled. "Yes." She said confidently.

Her confidence suddenly faded as she reached between them slowly, running her fingers along Tony's length before grasping him and positioning herself above him. She took a deep breath and forced herself to keep her eyes open, fixed on Tony so she knew she was with him.

She realized quickly she didn't need to. She sunk down onto Tony's hard cock slowly and her mouth dropped open. She didn't even try to stop the moan that fell from her lips, and her eyes fluttered shut as he filled her. This was Tony. Kind, gentle, goofy Tony. This was perfect.

Tony felt himself twitch when her wetness met him, and he wasn't surprised when his toes curled as her wet heat engulfed him. He bit his lip as he watched the look of pure pleasure appear on Ziva's features. He let his eyes flutter shut. God she felt amazing. Hot and wet, and tight in all the right places. He resisted the urge to push into her quickly. This was about her. He wanted her to feel safe.

His eyes opened to observe the Israeli, sitting straight up over top of him, her eyes closed, her bottom lip tugged between her teeth. His fingers tightened around her hips when she began to move, slowly swirling her hips in circles one way, and then speeding up the other way.

Ziva leaned forward, bracing herself on Tony's shoulders. The angle of her body changed, and her inner walls clenched around Tony. Tony's hips bucked against her, pulling a sharp yelp out of her. Her head fell onto Tony's shoulder.

"Again." She moaned.

"Zi?" Tony asked unsurely.

Ziva lifted her head off his shoulder and leaned forward to kiss him. She pushed her tongue into his mouth fiercely as she lifted herself up, leaving just his tip inside herself.

"Please." She breathed against his lips.

Tony's grip tightened on her hips. He pushed his hips up and pulled her back down onto him quickly.

"Ken, Tony." Ziva moaned as their hips met, her insides clenching.

Tony groaned into her mouth. She was amazing.

Ziva pulled away from the kiss and settled on top of him, their hips flush together.

"Look down." She told him.

Tony did as he was told, watching her lift herself up on her knees. A groan escaped his mouth as he watched his cock disappear into her, over and over again.

Ziva smiled, taking great pleasure in watching the look on Tony's face change. She moaned softly each time she sunk back down onto him. He filled her so perfectly, and she never wanted it to end.

She made a decision quickly and leaned forward to kiss him. "I want to try something." She told him quietly.

Tony felt himself twitch inside her, and from the way her eyes closed as she tried to compose herself, he knew she felt it too.

"What do you want to try?" He asked.

Ziva took a deep breath. "I want to be on the bottom." She said.

Tony ran his hands over her back gently. "Are you sure Zi?" He asked seriously.

Ziva nodded. "I do not want to be scared of you. I will tell you if it is too much." She told him.

Tony nodded. "Okay." He said softly.

Ziva lifted herself off of him, shuddering at the loss of contact before settling down on her back beside him.

Tony hesitated for a moment before he crawled over top of her. Her eyes were shut tightly, and he could feel her starting to shake again, and not in a good way.

"Open your eyes." He requested.

Ziva's eyes opened and she took a deep breath, trying to relax.

Tony positioned himself at her entrance and looked down at her. One of her hands came up around his neck while the other gripped his arm tightly. She gave him a slight nod and Tony pushed into her slowly.

Ziva's grip on his arm tightened, her nails digging into his skin.

She shook her head quickly. "I can't, I can't, I can't."

It was such an un-Ziva-like response, and Tony's reaction surprised even him, he pushed himself off of her so quickly that he was standing on the floor at the foot of the bed, almost terrified less than a second later.

His fear rocketed into worry quickly as he watched as Ziva's legs curled up and she rolled onto her side, panting.

Tony walked around the side of the bed and crouched down beside her.

"Open your eyes Zi, it's just me, you're safe sweetheart." He said softly. "Open your eyes."

It took Ziva a moment to register that he was speaking to her. Her eyes opened and Tony's heart clenched when he saw the fear she felt.

"Tony." She mumbled.

Tony nodded. "Yeah, just me." He said softly. "Can I touch you?" He asked.

Ziva nodded and reached out for his hand.

Tony took it, lacing their fingers together as he moved to lay on the bed beside her. He wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her close.

"Are you alright?" He asked softly.

Ziva nodded. "I think so." She told him.

Tony kissed her forehead softly. "Do you wanna talk about it?"

Ziva shrugged. "I do not know what there is to talk about. I could not do it… I will never get back there." She said sadly.

Tony's hand moved from her waist to her uninjured cheek. "It's okay to be scared Ziva. You know that." He said. "It doesn't mean you failed or anything. We can just try again some other time." He told her.

Ziva sighed. "I do not want to try again some other time." She told him as tears welled in her eyes. "I am ready. I know I am ready, I was enjoying myself. It was amazing." She told him. She was getting frustrated with herself.

Tony nodded silently, waiting to see if she was going to speak again.

Her hand came up to wipe her tears from her cheeks angrily.

"I am sorry." She said quietly.

Tony shook his head. "Don't be." He told her firmly. "There isn't anything wrong with this. We both knew that something like this might happen."

Ziva nodded. "I just…" She sighed. "I love sex. It is one of my favorite things, and I just want to be able to love it with you. That does not mean that I wasn't, I was, it was not you… it was just, having someone on top of me… it scared me. But it was not you, or anything you did." She told him.

Tony nodded. "Were you okay on top of me?" He asked.

Ziva nodded. "Yes."

"So why do you feel like you need to enjoy it underneath me too? I have absolutely no objection to you on top of me. In fact, I was enjoying it." He told her.

Ziva shrugged. "Because I want to be able to trust you, in a way that I cannot trust anyone else. The last memory that I have of someone on top of me... it is filled with fear, and pain, and I hate it." She admitted. "I feel, I need that to not be the last memory I have. I need you to... to fix it, maybe. I do not know how to explain it."

Tony nodded. "Okay." He told her.

"Are you okay?" Ziva asked suddenly, realizing that she had completely forgotten that he could be feeling the same way she was.

Tony nodded, kissing her forehead. "I'm okay Zi. Don't worry about me." He told her.

Ziva nodded. "Alright."

They laid in silence for a few minutes, Tony's arms wrapped around Ziva, and Ziva drawing patterns over Tony's back lightly with her finger tips.

"Can we try again?" She asked quietly.

Tony looked down at her. "Are you sure, Zi? Like really really sure? I don't want to scare you or anything." He told her.

Ziva nodded. "I need to try." She said.

Tony nodded. "Okay."

"Kiss me." She mumbled, threading her fingers through his hair and pulling him down to meet her lips.

Tony let out a content sigh as they kissed, her nails scraped across his scalp and he could feel himself getting hard again.

Ziva shifted onto her back and Tony propped himself up on his elbow, trying to stay off of her as much as he could until she told him otherwise.

Ziva's breath hitched as Tony kissed his way from her jaw to her collarbone, letting his tongue trace slow lines around her pulse point.

Her fingers tightened in his hair and she gasped. She felt Tony smile against her neck before his tongue was dragged between her breasts and back up around her nipples.

Her hips jumped and Tony's eyes opened briefly to see if she was alright.

Her head was thrown back against the pillow, her mouth open, and her eyes shut tightly. He decided that this was a good jump, and he wrapped his lips around her nipple, scraping his teeth over it lightly.

Her back arched and a small moan slipped from her throat and travelled straight from Tony's ears to his rapidly hardening cock.

Ziva pulled Tony off of her breasts and back up to kiss her deeply.

Tony pulled back from the kiss, resting his forehead against hers.

He felt Ziva take a deep, steadying breath before she reached down to tangle her fingers with his.

"I am ready." She said softly.

Tony squeezed her hand. "Are you sure?" He asked.

Ziva nodded and picked his hand up, guiding it between her legs. Tony's eyes fell shut as she ran his fingers through her wet folds. He took a deep breath before opening his eyes again.

"I meant mentally, not physically." He told her softly.

Ziva nodded, pulling him down to kiss her once more.

"Go slow. I will keep my eyes open." She told him.

Tony nodded. He knew she would tell him if it was too much. He lifted himself up a bit higher and crawled over top of her slowly, kissing his way up her body as he did.

He felt his tip brushing against her body, and he took a deep breath.

"Are you sure?" He asked again.

Ziva nodded. "Yes."

Tony nodded silently and reached between them, lining himself up with her.

He looked back up at her. She still looked scared.

"Eyes on me." He reminded her softly.

Ziva nodded and her hand tightened in Tony's hair, and the other one wrapped around his arm again.

"Okay." She said softly.

Tony took a deep breath and pushed into her slowly, getting ready for her to tell him to stop again. His eyes never left hers.

Tony let out a small groan as their hips met and he was completely buried inside her. She felt amazing.

He forced himself to stay completely still for what felt like hours before Ziva's fingers tightened in his hair.

"Move." She said lowly.

"You okay?" Tony asked.

Ziva nodded, grinding her hips against him. "Please Tony." She whimpered. "I want you."

Tony smiled a bit and kissed her as he pulled almost all the way out of her before pushing back in slowly. He shuddered when their hips met once again.

He pulled away from her, searching her face for signs of fear or discomfort, and he was surprised when he didn't see any.

Her hands were tight in his hair, and around his arm, but she was not scared of him. She was enjoying herself.

He felt himself twitching inside her every time she let a sound fall from her lips.

He was surprised when Ziva's legs locked around his waist.

"Faster Tony." She requested before pulling his mouth to hers.

Tony did as she asked, moving his body faster against hers. Ziva moaned loudly into the kiss, her hand tightening in his hair.

She was in awe. It had been so long since she had felt this kind of pleasure. Her body was hot, her senses on high alert. She could feel the sheets rubbing against her back as they moved together. She felt Tony's chest against her own, the hairs on his chest tickled her nipples. And the most surprising was the pleasure she felt as Tony's hard cock pressed inside her, reaching all the right places.

Ziva was breathless. Her chest felt almost hollow every time he thrust into her, and she found herself crying out, begging him to go faster, harder, she just wanted more.

Tony felt her inner walls flutter around him, and her breathing grew shallow. She was close, and he couldn't wait to watch her orgasm hit her.

He leaned down to kiss her, hard, pushing his tongue against hers roughly. Ziva's legs tightened around his waist, pulling her hips closer to Tony's as they moved together.

Tony pulled his lips away from hers long enough to mutter, "let go Zi," in her ear before he attached his lips to her pulse point, sucking hard.

Ziva's eyes were shut tightly and her mouth fell open. Her muscles began to tense, and her legs tightened even more around Tony's waist. Her hips pumped erratically against his and her mind went blank as pleasure erupted inside her. A mangled scream of Tony's name fell from her lips and her fingernails dug into his scalp.

Tony groaned as he thrust into her, trying to draw out her pleasure as long as possible. Her walls gripped him tightly, squeezing and clenching around him, trying to pull him deeper.

"Fuck, Zi, oh God.." Tony groaned. He buried his head into her shoulder and his hips pushed hard against her once more as he spilled inside her.

They laid there together for a few minutes, trying to catch their breath. Ziva shuddered when Tony pulled out of her.

"Towel?" Tony asked as he kissed Ziva's cheek softly.

Ziva smiled a bit, nodding.

Tony climbed off of the bed and walked quickly into the hall to grab a cloth from the closet. He walked into the bathroom and turned the warm water on and let it run over the cloth for a moment before he wrung it out.

He walked back into the bedroom, smiling to himself when he saw Ziva, laying on the bed with her knees up, the way she would look if she had her laptop on her lap. She looked relaxed. He climbed up onto the bed and sat down beside her legs.

Her eyes were closed, and she was smiling.

Tony brought his hands up to her knees, pulling them apart slightly. Ziva allowed him to move her legs, and her heart clenched when he placed tender kisses on her thighs.

"I'm just gonna clean up a bit, alright?" Tony asked softly.

Ziva nodded silently, and laid on the bed patiently, perfectly comfortable allowing her boyfriend to see her like this.

Tony wiped himself off after her and dropped the towel and the wet cloth to the side of the bed to be dealt with later.

He moved to sit back against the headboard he looked down at Ziva, and he was almost shocked to see tears running down her cheeks. Had they been there the whole time?

He sat down beside her and pulled her into his lap.

"Did I hurt you?" He asked sadly as he rocked her.

Ziva wiped her tears and shook her head no. "Not even a little bit, Tony." She told him surely. "These are happy tears. I had forgotten that it could feel that good… that was…" She trailed off.

"Amazing." Tony finished for her.

Ziva nodded. "Perfect." She said. "Are you okay?" She asked, looking up at him.

Tony smiled. "Yeah, I am." He told her, hugging her tightly against him.

Ziva brought her hand up to cup his cheek and she turned his head to face her. She sat up in his lap slightly, pulling his lips to hers for a gentle kiss.

"I look forward to doing that until we're eighty." She told him.

Tony smiled. "Me too, sweet cheeks." He said as pressed a kiss to her forehead. "I love you Zi. More than you could ever know."

Ziva smiled and rested her head against his shoulder. "I love you too."