Play Me
TIVA seduction ficlets - set in seasons 9 and 10 (2012) mostly
Chapter 1 – His Hands
Ziva watched as Tony's hands danced across the piano keys; his long, thin fingers barely touching the black and white keys as a beautiful tune resounded from the instrument. She fixed her gaze on his hands, which was her first mistake.
Those hands that had tap danced on her naked skin less than twelve hours prior; the fingers that had stroked, teased, touched her in places only they knew. Her heart rate increased as she remembered the sensations from his fingers touching her nipples, her belly, her inner thighs, and other places.
She tried to snap out of the growing arousal by remembering the idiom about playing the piano. Touching the keys? No that wasn't it… Playing the ivory? Hmm… She was almost certain the word 'ivory' was in the idiom in some form. Touching the ivory? That sounded closer, but her instinct was that was not quite it yet.
His fingers arched slightly as they skated over the keyboard, each taking its place to ensure the melody was properly sounded. She could see them dancing over her skin and her pulse and breathing rates increased as she took a sharp breath in.
He looked up at her, grinning, and without missing a beat changed the tune to the one from the film they had been watching prior to the shedding of clothing the night before. Oh, god, he knew the effect he was having on her.
Ziva closed her eyes, trying to shut out the image of his fingers, his hands, those emerald green eyes that could see into her soul. Her hands gripped the side of the piano's cover as she tried to regulate her breathing and heart rate.
That was her second mistake. The vibrations of the strings as he played the instrument traversed from the piano to her hands, and then to her body. Vibrations that, along with the tune and the image of his moving fingers, only served to arouse her more. She had closed her eyes hoping to shut out the image of his digits as they continued their stroking of the ebony and ivory keys.
His fingers had danced lightly across her skin; tickling, teasing, sending powerful sensations like small fires across her body with each new touch. Oh, tickling the ivories! She remembered the idiom and smiled to herself. He must have seen her smile as he again transitioned to another familiar tune, at least to them…
The tune had been playing on the music channel he'd switched to sometime during his finger dancing on her skin as he slowly changed the location of the movements to her inner thighs. Crap, he was playing her now, and she was about to lose control; never mind that they were on the job…
Her breathing quickened and her heart rate followed along. Her mind flashed the image of his hands on her thighs, his head lowering to breathe on her sensitive areas. She could feel her body reacting to the memory.
Ziva opened her eyes to Tony staring at her; her third mistake. He continued to play as she inched closer to him, as if on autopilot. They held the gaze as she moved to his side. He stopped his hands and the dulcet sounds of the instrument were gone. She touched his arm with her hand, gazes still locked.
She licked her lips and sighed. He shifted slightly and from the way he moved, she could tell he was also aroused and most likely recalling their lovemaking the night before.
"You stopped," she whispered huskily.
"Yeah… I'd rather play you…" he stroked her hand on his arm with his free hand. Breathing and heart rates increased for both of the pair.
The sudden sound of voices and footsteps in the next room had them jumping apart quickly. A rapid glance back at each other was enough to cement the implied promise of more to come when the job was completed.