A little naughty.
Chapter Fourteen
Things had been better, even if they hadn't talked about it. Maybe that meant that things were okay and maybe this sex thing would work as it was meant to. Because the sexual tension between them was back and now there was banter. Really hot banter that made his blood on fire with need for her. She knew exactly how to tense him.
They hadn't seen Michael in a few days, so maybe her father had listened to whatever she went to him with and he'd been sent on his merry way. Far, far away. Tony wished to never see that bastard ever again.
As far as the case was going, his lead on the website had actually gone somewhere. Azriel had found out that in one of the online chats on the webpage, our guy was fishing for supports against the game site. That's where he'd found the IDF soldier. As for the victims, they were a target after posting positive game reviews and somewhat racist comments on the site.
So, they had one thing, the way he was picking his victims and his support. Azriel was working on an IP address but it seemed as though the guy they were hunting was smart, his IP was tracking to multiple different locations.
They'd just gone home for the day and he tried to squeeze in a call back home before Ziva came over. She'd been at his apartment every night; hot sex was on the menu each time. He couldn't get enough but at the same time he ached for more. His emotional side scratching at him like it never had before.
Just then Kate and Abby popped up on his laptop screen.
"Tonyyyyyy!" Abby all but screeched, leaning as close to the screen as she could to see him "Timmy, hurry up!" she then hollered at the younger male. McGee appeared on the screen not long after that and it looked as though they were all cramming around Kate's desk.
"Hey guys, miss me yet?" he charmed. There was two no's and one yes. He could see on Kate's face she wasn't serious, McGee however looked serious. Tony gets it, he's probably in probie heaven without being teased every five seconds. Both of them received slaps from Abby.
"They miss you so much!" Abby stated. Tony laughed.
"How's it going over there?" Kate then asked.
"Good, busy though. No rest for the wicked of course. Sadly, we aren't much closer. This guy we are hunting is very tidy, calculated" Tony explained.
"Sounds like you're losing your touch DiNozzo" Tony heard Gibbs gruff voice over the video. He did not see his El Jefe, however, he must have been in proximity. Probably at his desk. Tony smiled. He hadn't realised how much he missed his team until right now.
"I don't have you around to smack my brain back into action boss" he replied and he heard a gruff mumble sounds like you need a good smack and the three in front of him laughed.
They all talked for a while. Abby was updating him on the current status of her bowling teams wins and losses and that Mary had finally retired. Kate mainly talked about work and McGee tried to explain how nice it had been without him around lately. Tony had a massive smile on his face when he ended the call. His family was definitely a mixed bag, but he loved it. He'd just closed the video chat window when his door clicked open and his Israeli beauty walked through the door, locking it behind her. His? She had a smile and she noticed his mood from the moment she entered the room.
"Watching porn?" she quirked and he laughed, smirking at her. She was always so sultry and he loved it.
"Funnily enough, no. Just video called the guys back home" he explained and her smile softened as she came to join him on the couch.
"By the looks of it, you are all very close, yes?" she suggested. He nodded his head. He brought his laptop onto his lap and opened one of his photo albums.
"This is McGee, aka Probie, McGoo or any other nickname with a Mc on the front. That and Elf Lord" he smiled at the picture of McGee. He'd just vomited at a crime scene and Tony had snapped the aftermath. McGee had not been impressed at all. Ziva leant into him, resting her head on his shoulder as she looked at the computer screen.
"He looks very unwell in this photo" she stated and he laughed.
"Body had been in a hot tub for a week, McPuke didn't handle it too well" Tony kept laughing at the memory. Ziva screwed her nose at the thought of exactly what that would smell like. Then she chucked at how much Tony was laughing. His eyes were glowing with humour.
"And this is Kate" he showed her a picture of Kate where she was giving him the stare of death.
"I would be correct in believing you probably deserved that look?" she smiled at him. He chuckled.
"I guess, I put flour on her chair and she didn't notice her pants were covered until a young cop told her at the crime scene she had white powder all over her backside, and obviously we were at the crime scene so she had to stay like that for the next three hours" he barked out a laugh at that one. Her smirk was huge, watching him laugh like that.
"I hope she got you back" Ziva replied.
"Oh yeah, she put hair loss cream in my shower gel at work, I couldn't go on a date for months after that because my body hair was all patchy" he explained. Ziva laughed hard at that one.
"This is Abby" he showed her a picture of Abby clutching onto a Caf-pow drink "She's the happiest goth you'll ever meet" he explained.
"What is a goth?" Ziva's frowned, having no idea what Tony was talking about. That, made Tony laugh this time.
"Black clothes, dog collars, into mysterious and dark things. Something like that" he shrugged. He honestly didn't know how to explain it. Ziva just looked at him all confused.
"Google it sweetcheeks" he chuckled, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. As he clicked on a rare picture of Gibbs, he'd managed to snap his heart started pounding in his chest, did he just call her sweetcheeks? By the coy smile on her lips aimed at him, yeah, he had.
He cleared his throat "Gibbs, the boss" he continued, trying to move forward. She relaxed back into his shoulder and it seemed as though she was letting that slip of the tongue slide. Thank god. He wasn't one of those guys who used pet names, so the slip up was weird.
"He looks grumpy" she pointed out. He was scowling at Tony behind the camera. Yeah, he'd got a slap or two after this picture.
"He's always grumpy" Tony laughed. He didn't quite get to Ducky or Palmer because Ziva put her hand on his chest then, smiling at him.
"They make you very happy" she stated and he placed the laptop on the coffee table in front of him, turning his body to face hers more. He touched his fingers to her thigh that was touching his.
"Very, they are like family to me" he explained. Her smile was very understanding then.
"I know what you mean" she had her own family like that, Ezra and Azriel. Going through difficult things with a team like that, death, destruction, it builds strong bonds when you add trust to the mix.
He'd been so open with her tonight, showing her the team like that. He never let anyone know that much, especially not someone he was just having sex with. But she was different. He wanted her to know who his family were. Ziva shifted then, pulling her phone from her pants pocket. He watched her flick through a few things on her phone until she smiled.
"Other than Ezra and Azriel, my brother Ari is the only person I trust" she explained, showing him a photo of her and her brother. She was laughing and he was smiling at her. The photo looked at least 10 years old. The fact she was opening up to him like this, meant so much. He saw the way she smiled at the photo, like it was very precious to her.
"I do not see him much anymore" she said as she ran her finger down the photo.
"He Mossad too?" he asked and she nodded before placing her phone back into her pocket.
"Yes, my father has him doing all sorts. As you can imagine" she explained. He knows what her father was like with using her, so it must not be much different with her brother.
"Oh, I can only imagine. You looked happy in that photo" he observed and she smiled softly but her gaze avoided his then. However, her hand gently touched his healing hand, running her fingers along his.
"That was the last time my family was together before my mother and sister were killed" she explained. Damn, she was really giving it all to him tonight. Not holding back one bit. He turned his hand into hers, weaving his fingers between hers.
"I'm sorry" he whispered. Her eyes raised to his then, emotion heavy in them but she smiled softly at him.
"It is okay, that was a long time ago now" she explained. He could tell it still hung with her; she carried that weight on her shoulders. Just like his mother's death when he was young, he's always carried that with him. She held his gaze for a little, that emotion radiating from her in waves. Clearly, she was close with her family before half of them were taken. Tony wondered if her father had always been an asshole or was he once a good dad?
"Anyways" she said shaking her head, conversation change "Do you have any of your American movies on this?" she said pointing at his laptop. That was as much as she was going to share tonight, but he was okay with that. She'd given him a lot tonight, let him in deeper than she ever had before. He appreciated it.
"Of course, don't be silly" he mocked being offended and she smiled. She'd found out about his movie obsession a couple nights ago when he absently mentioned the amount of time he spent watching movies back home.
"Can we watch one?" she asked and he was surprised at that. But was not at all going to turn down the idea.
"On one condition" he stated, smirking. She suddenly smirked back at him.
"Yes Tony?" she chuckled softly. Expecting this to be an offer of sexual trade for movie privileges.
"I only share my movies if I get private cinema cuddles" he propositioned. She giggled. Giggled. No sexual trading, but he still wanted to touch of course.
"Fair deal" she agreed, winking at him.
They were about halfway through Terminator, because he thought all the action in that would tickle her fancy, when the cuddling turned into kissing. He wasn't complaining really. His laptop was pushed off to the side of the bed and his hand was weaved into her hair, his lips soft on hers.
He was taking his time with her tonight and she was happy on the path. Her leg was wedged between his and her hand was running along his ribs. Her tongue slow, gently pressing into his mouth. This wasn't like every other time. They'd always been so hot and quick with each other. This, was different.
There was something else beneath this.
He enjoyed the way her curls were smooth in his hand, the smell of her coconut shampoo intoxicating him with each brush of his fingers through her hair. That mixed with the smell that was just her drove him crazy. He was addicted to it. His other hand at her hip kept her glued tight to his side and he couldn't help but run his thumb across the soft skin at the dip of her hip. She shivered at that touch each time he stroked his thumb there.
He rolled on top of her then, not making this any faster, no. He was still planning on taking his sweet time with her tonight. Her legs widened for him when he did, so his body would settle right where she wanted it to. His body weight was heavy on her, pressing her into the mattress. He could feel her heat already through the small panties she wore. Of course, he hadn't let her in his bed with pants on, don't be ridiculous.
His lips left hers and softly trailed along her jawline. Her head lifted back, giving him full access to her neck then. He smiled against the skin there. She loved this just as much as he did. He kissed slowly down her neck and there she was shaking under his touch again. A soft moan escaped her lips at that too.
"I knew I let you in my bed with far too many clothes on" he breathed against her neck as his lips came to the neckline of her shirt. That thing needed to be gone, now. He felt her chuckle beneath him.
Her shirt, bra and panties were gone with a quick fumble and he had her pressed back into the mattress, lips to that soft skin again. Her hands bunched into his hair when his tongue found her nipple. Tonight, he wasn't going to rush. He was going to appreciate every single part of her that he loved, and he loved her whole body. So, this was probably going to take all night.
His other hand found her other breast, because he didn't want it to feel left out. Her back arched into his touch at that. He wanted to melt her into a puddle of need to a point where she begged for him.
He kissed his way to her other breast, finding the nipple and giving it just as much attention as the other. His hand trading places. She breathed his name and her hands pulled his hair tighter. She liked that, yeah. He made a mental note that she clearly enjoyed her breasts and nipples getting such attention.
He was going to have to start a novel about what she liked, because he wanted to remember every goddamn little detail. Everything that made her shiver, moan. Come. His lips trailed down her belly then, slow. She was losing her composure at this point, her legs wriggling about and her mouth making all these little huffs and puffs in heavy frustration.
"Tony" his name on her lips was a demand. That he speed his ass up because she was losing control of her senses. He smirked against her skin, nibbling lightly on that soft skin of her hips. This is exactly where he wanted her to be, melting beneath his gentle touch. Clearly it was working.
"Patient sweetcheeks" he whispered. His heartrate spiked then; he'd used that damn word again. But again, she didn't seem to mind because she definitely had the ability to kick him in the ribs right now if she really wanted. She didn't. Her legs just parted further for him as his lips travelled lower and suddenly her scent hit him as his lips hovered inches from tasting her.
He could see in the dim light of the bedside light; she was so wet for him and he hadn't even touched her there yet. He felt his own hips jerk into the mattress at that sight, he was deliciously hard for her right now. Just as he leant down and ran his tongue over her, tasting exactly how wet she was for him, his phone started ringing. Who the fuck had the balls to be calling him right this bloody second and interrupting?
He outwardly groaned. Before shifting on the bed and reaching over for his phone on the bedside table. His face hovered over Ziva's as he did and her eyes were pitch black, her face looking as annoyed as he felt that someone had the cheek to interrupt this. He pressed his lips to hers in a hard kiss then.
"Sorry" he told her. He noticed the pink that was blushing her cheeks. She must have really been enjoying his slow exploration. Dammit.
"DiNozzo" he answered, his tone as unimpressed as he felt.
"Sorry if I woke you Agent DiNozzo" Abbotts voice filled his ear. Tony looked at the clock, it read 01:04. Tony knew what this call was about before his current boss told him and he was so not happy about it.
"We've got another dead marine" Abbott finished and the words were sealing Tony's fate. He let his head fall into the mattress. Hard.
"Right, I'll see you soon" Tony said and Abbott wasted no time in hanging up to call the next person.
"Fuck sakes" Tony groaned, smacking his head on the mattress a few times. This was so, so inconvenient right now. "I'm guessing you heard the conversation?" he winced, looking at Ziva then.
Lust was still heavy in her eyes but she suddenly giggled. Again. Jesus. He couldn't help at laugh too, because just their luck.
"Yes" she confirmed rolling him over suddenly and yeah, he felt her wet heat brush over his cock right then "I will definitely be taking a cloud check on this however" she said, kissing him hard and pushing her tongue into his mouth to get one last taste of him for good measure. He chuckled as she stood and started getting dressed.
"Rain check Ziva, it's a rain check" he explained. He loved it when she did that, because she was always so innocent when she got those sayings wrong. She really thought she had it right when she said it. It made him smile.
"Whatever it is, I am not done with you" she winked. He groaned again, closing his eyes and trying to will his cock to calm the fuck down. He heard her laugh at his pain. No doubt, he knew she would be suffering the same, but she was much better at hiding it than him. She was always so much more composed than him. Except for when he went down on her and-
His thoughts were cut off by Ziva kissing him again, he opened his eyes and she was fully dressed, pistol on her hip.
"I will see you shortly" she whispered and just as she did that her phone started ringing. As she walked out of his door, he watched her answer the phone.
He was definitely going to need a cold shower, even if it was only for 10 seconds. He needed his body to calm down. It was going to be a very, very long night. After his quick shower he met up with Derek and Sarah. As they headed off to the hangers with their gears, he realised he could still taste Ziva in his mouth. Fuck. It was going to be an excruciatingly long night now.