Okay so I've had to up the rating for this one but only for a tiny bit of swearing! So read and review- this one came to me during Science aswell...there must be something about that lesson....
Also I have been added to a tonne of alerts and favourite stories which is AWESOME but could people PLEEEEASE review. Even just a simple smily face makes my day =)
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone! Which really sucks =(....Christmas is soon though.....
I also don't own the song which is Fuck Me Like You Hate Me by Seether which despite its rather crude title is a really awesome song
SPOILERS: Season 7: Episode 3
Fuck Me Like You Hate Me
Special Agent Ziva David was still smiling as she waved goodbye to Abby, the bubbly Goth still congratulating her as she climbed into her Hearse, McGee sitting awkwardly in the passenger's seat.
She gently shut the door, turning to face her last guest. Of course Tony would be last. As she looked at him her breath caught in her throat; he was watching her closely, his deep green eyes scrutinizing and Ziva felt like he could see right through her.
The whole night he hadn't said a word to her, just watched her with that look of gentle amusement sparkling in his eyes. That look that sparked something deep inside of her.
"So are you going to say something or just sit there in silence?" she asked, sarcasm lacing her words.
He stood up, still keeping his eyes locked on hers and walked towards her like a predator stalking its prey.
Oh yeah it was hot.
"Congratulations…Very Special Agent David," he said, his voice low and husky and instead of the hugs she had received from everyone else, he leant down until his lips were millimeters from her neck, his warm breath tickling her ear.
He finally dropped the tiniest kiss behind her ear and with a slightly hitched breath she closed her eyes.
He was out the door before she had any time to recover, shivers still running up and down her spine.
Fuck him for making her feel that way.
Fuck Tony DiNozzo.
like? hate? how about reveiwing?
Jules.