Author's Note: This will start with TIVA back in bed.

Tony doesn't know about the stairs meeting so he'll assume that she's been asleep the whole time.

During the family gathering itself, Phil and Jenna will make their moves.

Basically, this chapter is a blend of backyard BBQ fluff and sex.

Enjoy.

Disclaimer: NOT MINE. IF IT WAS, IT WOULD HAVE TO BE ON HBO FOR ALL THE SEX THEY'D BE HAVING.

Ziva heard him enter the room and smiled into her pillow.
She usually wasn't one for morning sneak attacks but this would fun.
The bed shifted as he climbed back in and kissed her shoulder gently.

With a soft yawn, she "woke up", turning over to straddle him with her naked form. The robe she had been wearing had been put back on the floor before she had gotten back into bed.

She gave him a light kiss and he cupped her bare ass in his large hands.

"Hey. Are your siblings well?"

"Mm-hm. We vegged on the couch for a little while. Now, Andy told me something quite interesting. Something about you unleashing the beast within on my father's face?"

She blushed but showed him her bruised knuckles with pride.
Even though fighting was not an acceptable activity when one was pregnant, Ziva had to make an exception.
She was not going to sit idly by and let her family be hurt.
It was against her nature.

"I couldn't let him get away with hurting all of you." she told him straightforwardly.

He sat them up and began trailing kisses down her sternum, toying with her breasts.

"I think that's sexy."

She could tell. His hardened member was pressing insistently into her thigh.
She wanted him in her mouth.

Pushing him back, she kissed down his chest to his abdomen and beyond.

"Ziva... you don't..." he began to protest as she massaged his inner thighs.


'Shh... I want to. Hold still and enjoy it. Unless you'd like me to tie you down."
, she cooed.

Before he could reply, she had him deep in her mouth, his thick and long shaft twitching against her throat.

She had never really enjoyed going down on a man before Tony.
Usually they pulled her hair too hard or nearly suffocated her with their eagerness.

Most of all, their attitude pissed her off.
They expected her to, like it was their right, forcing her to bite them hard.

He was different. For one thing, she practically had to beg him to let her.
For another, he had impressive self control.
He barely moved and his moans were soft until right before he finished.
Ziva enjoyed making him shatter.
To have him in the palm of her hand (literally) was an incredible turn on.

And he liked it when she bit him.

She suckled on him with practiced ease, moving her tongue in the way she knew drove him crazy. His hand pushed her hair aside, allowing her to see him in his pleasure.

His eyes were that deep forest green and his teeth were bared.
His entire body was trembling and flushed.
His musk filled her nostrils, making her squirm with need.
He was pure male and that awakened her inner cave woman.

She wanted to be submissive to him.

When her fingers found his balls, he growled.
Remembering something she had read in a magazine, her thumb found the flesh right between his member and opening, gently caressing it.
A scream escaped him and she smiled around his throbbing cock.
Apparently, his male G-spot was just as sensitive as hers. His strong thighs began to tremble and he began to pant for air.

"Ziva...Ziva...I'm...I'm...going...to..." he warned, trying to get her to stop before he exploded.

She didn't stop. In fact, she met his gaze head on and began to hum around his member, the vibrations sending wave after wave of bliss through him until…
A groaning cry escaped him as he came into her mouth.

Ziva drank deeply and licked her lips at his sweet/salty taste.

Leaving him trembling and moaning on the mattress, she got out of bed, in the mood for a soak in the tub.

He needed to recover for later.

////////////

The backyard was packed.

A bunch of teachers from Alex's school and people from the precinct came out for the BBQ/block party.

Phil was at the grill, watching his wife kick ass during a tackle football game.

She had on an Ohio State jersey and jeans.

As usual, her feet were bare.

Honestly, if it weren't against society's norms, she'd be barefoot all the time., he mused affectionately.


He laughed as she got into a screaming match with Andrew, who was the captain of the other team. She had a mouth on her like a drunken sailor.

Tony looked at her with shock, apparently surprised at the phrases she could string together.


"Do you kiss your husband with that mouth?!"

"He likes my mouth in more ways than one!"

"Al-ex!"

"A.J.! Come on, your turn to be QB!"

Her tomboy ways were what hooked him all those years ago.
He could remember it like it was yesterday.
Tony had brought her to the gym, calling him over to meet his sister.


~*~
With a sigh, he stood up from his stretching and walked over.
When he looked up from putting his shoes back on, his heart skipped a beat.

He was looking at the most gorgeous woman he had seen in his days.
She had on grass stained sweats and a skin tight AC/DC shirt.
She was unlike all the other American women he had seen.
She was natural...unrefined...irresistible...
She was holding a football and she looked at him with beautiful silver eyes.

He nearly swallowed his tongue but he managed to smile at her.

"Hi. I'm Phil Campbell."

She blushed pink but smiled back.

"Alexandria DiNozzo."

~*~


Ever since then, he was deeply in love with her.

He turned his attention back to the present and Alex, watching her play.

She nailed a man about 6'2 and made an impressive touchdown catch, hitting the ground with a thud. Coming up, he could see her pink bra strap and she looked right at him.

She lowered it and he bit his lip at the challenge in her eyes.

"Come get me.", she mouthed.

He wanted her now.

Letting Jenna take over at the grill, he came down and picked her up, slinging her over his shoulder.

She squealed and laughed.

"I'll be back in a few, you guys!"

"Wash your hands before you come back!" Andrew called, causing laughter amongst the guests.

Phil got them inside and backed her into the pantry, slamming the door.

"Phil... here?! Someone could walk in!" she protested.

"Don't care. Take off your pants." he gritted out.

If he didn't have her soon, he'd explode.

She sighed with mock chagrin but quickly shucked off her jeans.

She had on no panties.

He gave her a questioning look and she smiled impishly.

"I know that watching me in action makes you hot. Easy access.", she cooed.

He growled and pushed down his shorts enough to penetrate her.

With her breathless squeak, he set a punishing pace, demanding her submission. His hands were braced on her hips and his nails dug into her flesh, leaving his mark on the supple skin.

She moaned and held on to him like a drowning woman to a life preserver, letting him have her.

This woman drove him absolutely insane.

She was unpredictable.

She was borderline manic.

And...She...belonged...to ...him!

Her head went back and she whimpered out her release, convulsing in his arms.

He growled and forcefully filled her, letting himself loose.

She kissed him and he let her, twining his tongue with hers.

Reluctantly, they separated, putting their clothes back in place.

"Now, can I go back out there without you mounting me?"

He smirked and nodded.

"Yes. I'll mount you later, though."

"Can't wait."

As she moved to leave, he couldn't resist slapping her on the ass.

She jumped but shook it slightly before leaving.

Phil came behind her, visions of what he'd do to her later in his mind.

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Jenna found him standing in the attic, watching the sunset.

Soon, the sky would light up with leftover fireworks, ending the DiNozzo Family Reunion with a bang.

She licked her lips at how edible he looked.

His hair stood in every direction and his blue button down was open, showing his lightly furred chest. The black jeans he wore hugged his ass and she shivered with need without him even looking at her.

There was something about the DiNozzos that just screamed sex.

Maybe they had some sort of pheromone mutation.

Or maybe, they just were so good in life, it was an aphrodisiac.

Either way, Jenna was hooked.

Coming up behind him, she hugged him, sure to press every curve she had against him.

He stiffened but hissed out a breath as she stoked his hipbones.

Turning around, he grabbed her, grinding his arousal into her abdomen.

"I know what you want. I can smell it on you.", he growled.

DiNozzos also had extraordinary hearing and scent.

He could hear the hitch in her breath and smell her musk.

"Please.", she begged while unzipping his jeans.

He picked her up and slammed her into a wall, pushing up the hem of her red sundress.

He tore off her white panties and slid into her waiting core.

Jenna screamed as he pounded her, sending boxes to the floor.

He held her by the back of her head, kissing her fiercely to muffle her.

His tongue thrust into her mouth, claiming it.

He was on a runaway train.

All she could do was hang on for dear life.

Jenna felt him expand inside her and stiffen.

He threw his head back and roared his release, sending her over the edge.

Their cries echoed in the large space and Jenna quivered as he held her. His fevered gaze slowly returned to normal and she whimpered as he pressed tender kisses to her jaw.

"You okay, baby?"

She nodded and sighed contently as he withdrew.

He helped her straighten herself out and he chuckled as he fixed his pants.

"You know, I think there was something in everyone's food last night.
Tony told me that Ziva jumped him first thing in the morning.

Phil dragged Alex off to do unspeakable things earlier which is something I'd really prefer not think about. I mean, that's just …ew…"

Jenna rolled her eyes at his immaturity.

"...And you and I just brought sexy back in the attic."

She laughed and kissed the tip of his nose.

He really was a goofball, sometimes.

"I don't know. I guess you DiNozzos are just too irresistible for us mere mortals."

"Maybe. Come on. Let's go blow some stuff up."

No matter how advanced and intelligent humans become, there's always going to be that little crazy voice in the back of our minds that says "ME MAKE SOMETHING GO BOOM!"

Smiling, Jenna followed her husband to the backyard, eager to get her hands on a Roman candle.