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S – Shave
A ringing sound jolted Ziva awake. She reached over and turned off the alarm, careful not to wake Tony, who had his arms wrapped protectively around her. She didn't want to wake him before it was absolutely necessary – it was a rainy Monday morning, after all. She smiled as she relaxed back into his arms for a little while. When she knew they had to get up or they'd never make it to work on time, she turned around in his arms and heard him groan in annoyance at being disturbed and held her tighter. She smiled when she looked at him. His hair was disheveled from sleep, his chest was bare and she could see the stubble around his mouth from not shaving this weekend. Slowly she leaned toward him and kissed him awake. Soon he began to respond to her, kissing her back. She felt the stubble rough on her cheeks and smiled into the kiss. Eventually they broke away and Ziva smiled at him.
"Tony, we have to get up."
"Ziva…" he whimpered childishly as he pouted his lip. She laughed and leaned over to kiss him one more time. She reached her hand up and rubbed it against his stubble, pulling him closer to her. He smirked at her when they broke the kiss.
"So you like it when I haven't shaven, do you?" His voice husky already.
She smirked back. "I do…it's…rough. And not to mention very sexy." He grinned as he kissed her one more time before she pulled him out of bed and into the bathroom. "But somehow I doubt everyone at the office would share my sentiments." She led him to the sink and pulled him in front of her, kissing him again. He smiled and without warning hoisted her up onto the sink, spreading her legs around him.
"So, you think you can help me with that? We definitely wouldn't want Gibbs to disapprove."
She smirked as she wet his face and reached behind her to put shaving cream in her hands, then she sensually spread it across the stubble. He grinned as he moved to try to kiss her before she stopped him.
"Oh no you don't. You are not getting shaving cream all over me."
He grinned again. "Who says?" And before she could stop him he kissed her passionately, spreading shaving cream on her face.
"Tony…" She warned playfully. She reached behind her and grabbed the razor. "I would be careful if I were you."
He smirked. "I trust you." She smiled softly as she gently shaved his face. Then she took a towel and wiped his face clean.
"There." He smiled and reached behind her to take the towel back.
"We have to clean you up, now too." He tilted her face gntly as he lovingly wiped her face clean. When he was done he rinsed the towel to clean it again before sensually wiping her arms and jawline with the hot towel. She smiled as he kissed the trail the towel made before putting it back down and kissing her again. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him even closer to her, locking him there with her legs crossed behind him. They finally broke away and she leaned against his shoulder.
"We have to go to work Tony."
He nodded and she released her hold on him. "I love you." Ziva said before she slipped off the counter.
"I love you too." He smiled before she wandered out of the bathroom.