Tony had been to the supermarket and picked up some supplies for cooking dinner for Ziva tonight. He had got home and had a nice hot relaxing shower from the hectic day he had had. Now he was working away in the kitchen making the dinner. Then there was a knock at his door, it was 750 so he had a good idea on who would be behind the door. He put down his spoon that he was mixing the food in the pot on the stove with and with a big grin on his face wandered to his door and opened it
"Hello Ziva" she was wearing jeans and white top that hugged her curves perfectly. She smiled at him
"Hello Tony" he was wearing dark jeans and a light blue button up shirt, she loved that colour on him it brought out his eyes so well. He stepped to the side and held his hand in towards the apartment
"Well do come in, you know you don't have to wait for my invitation" she walked in and he closed the door behind them. She did what she usually does when she comes over to his; she takes her boots off and leaves them with his work shoes that he leaves at door when he comes in each night. He just smiled watching her do her boot removal, it was just like she was coming into her home and settling down for the night. This thought didn't scare him he actually liked the idea of living with her, they pretty much did anyway with her coming over most nights. When she was done she stood and turned to him smiling at her
"Why do you always do that Tony?" he chuckled
"Do what Ziva?" she knew he knew what she meant
"Every night that I come over you stand there watching me take my shoes off?"
"Im just contemplating if you have OCD or not" he played her off with using his witty jokes that he knew always made her smile, even if she showed it or not. And she smiled. Then she playfully pushed his chest and sniffed the air, she looked at him
"Tony, are you cooking something?" and she walked to the kitchen and he was hot on her heels. She stopped over the pot on the stove and smelled again
"Oh you are, that's something new" he laughed and playfully pushed her away from the pot and he continued stirring
"Well Ziva we always get some takeout and I wanted to actually cook for you for once" Ziva came up next to his shoulder. She rested her head on his shoulder and put her hand on his back
"It looks lovely, I am glad you went to all this trouble. Pasta?" he turned his head and pecked her hair
"Yep grandma DiNozzo recipe" she kissed his shoulder then stepped over to his cupboards where she knew the plates and cutlery was and got them out and set up two places on his bar bench. He smiled; they really made a good team at this. The pasta was ready and he added a few last touches then served them up their plates. They sat next to each other as they began their meal. Ziva took her first bite and her face lit up
"Hmmm Tony this is delicious" he smiled shyly
"Thanks Ziva I'm glad you like it, maybe I'll have to cook for you more often" she patted her hand on his and looked him in the eyes
"I would really like that and I would gladly return the favour" his smile changed to that of a kid in a candy store
"Really? I love your cooking" she nodded
"Yeah well its time when move on from takeout every night no?" he chuckled, he wondered if she was hinting on something
"I agree, maybe you could come shopping with me so I know what to get"
"It's a deal then" and she jokingly shook his hand and they laughed together.
Later after they had finished their dinner and did the dishes, managing to finish the dishes after two bubble fights, they sat down to watch the movie. Like it was her taken position Ziva took her usual spot with her head rested on Tony's shoulder and his head on hers (like earlier when they sat under the tree) with her hand wrapped around his waist and his arm round her shoulders and his other resting on her forearm. He really did find it cute. He never did pick Ziva as someone who snuggled and was a huger but she was and he realised she did it a lot. He didn't mind though he was absolutely fine with it all cause to be honest he quite enjoyed it himself, not that he would admit that to one of his buddies. She had always been a touchy person to him though, even when they first met and they had their little flirting episodes she would always easily invade his personal space and teasingly touch him. But now that they had grown closer and really knew each other that contact had grown with them, now when it was just them she would hug, snuggle, touch, and kiss, only a friendly kiss to the cheek or forehead but never yet on the lips, and he liked what it had evolved into. He would still have the flirty touches, mainly when they were at work. The fact that she touched him lots was good because it meant he was able to touch back. Before he was so freely aloud to touch he always dreamt of being able to touch her and her soft exotic Israeli skin that he craved. But he still wished he could have more.
All this thinking and he hadn't really being paying much attention to the movie, which was ok because he had seen it, and more to Ziva. The movie they were watching was the notebook, Ziva's choice. It was a romantic movie and he suddenly felt Ziva's eyes on him so he looked down to her only to meet her eyes with his. He could tell she liked this movie but she had something on her mind that she wanted to say to him he could tell by her eyes
"You can tell me Ziva im all ears" she looked at him slightly puzzled how he knew she wanted to say something, he explained
"Your eyes won't shut up" and she softly smiled, he knew her so well
"Tony we both know I practically live at your house, and I am with you most of the time when we are not at work together. You are my…best friend, but I think…" she wanted to tell him how much she wanted to be even more than best friends but it was really hard for her, in Mossad the are taught to avoid these things but she is not that now and now she is trying to settle down and build a life for herself. He was looking into her eyes, reading her. He knew what she was trying to start a conversation about and he could see it was hard for her as it was for him so he thought to start them for this conversation that actions speak louder than words sometimes right? He watched her trying to pick her words right and he turned his body to face hers and he began slowly leaning forward. When he did she watched him and realising what he was doing she followed suit. His lips softly touched hers. Their lips stayed soft as the realisation hit them, the he pushed his lips more fully against hers increasing his pressure. She pushed back against him just as much. Then he lent back stopping to address a matter before he went too far to stop. He reached and held her hand in his
"Ziva, you mean everything to me, you are my best friend too. But sometimes you have that best friend because you truly care for them and want to spend all your time with them, and then that best friend becomes more to you, and you want something serious with them and that's why you are best friends first so you cant just have a one night thing because your to attached to do that because you care too much for them" Ziva looked as though she was going to cry and seeing that made him feel like crying. He was feeling like crying? He knew Ziva meant a lot to him but this really shows just how much
"Tony I want more with you. I feel safe in your arms; you make me so happy every moment I am with you. I want to make a home for myself with you" Tony brought his hand up to her face and cupped her cheek, her stroked his thumb on her cheek
"You have a home here with me, that's why you take your boots off and put them with mine, you are home for the day, your home with me" she smiled
"Tony I want this" they both knew she was meaning this as in a committed relationship and no Tony was not getting scared at the thought, neither of them were it was right
"I want this too, you, me and a home where we can share our lives together" she lent forward and kissed him gently. When she didn't pull back he couldn't believe it was finally happening with them. She nipped on his bottom lip and he parted his lips for the entrance that he knew she was asking for. As he did she slipped her tongue into his mouth and battled against his own. She wanted a better angle and without breaking contact between their mouths she moved to the position of straddling his lap. He groaned at the contact as she position herself perfectly on him. She slid her hands up his chest and into the back of his hair; he brought his hands to her hips to keep her where she was. He broke his lips from hers and attached them back to her neck where he proceeded to tenderly kiss back and forth finding the spots that got to her. He found one spot just under her ear and her pressed his lips harder there electing a moan from her mouth that vibrated against his lips. He travelled his lips lower until he reached the fabric of her top and that had to go. He pulled at the hem of her top and as she lent back he lifted it off her, throwing it to the floor. He gazed his eyes over her skin and that only made him want to taste it more, and he brought his lips back to her skin that was covered before but now free for him. He could tell she liked the things he was doing by the fact of her hips grinding against his, which would slowly kill him if she kept doing it. With one of her hands she lightly pulled at his hair and the other began to unbutton his shirt. Once she had the buttons undone she pulled it down off his shoulders, he brought his lips back to meet hers as she lightly trailed her hands from his shoulders down his chest to rest just under his belly button. When she gripped onto his belt he let out a groan into her mouth and pulled back breathing heavily
"Ziva I…think we…should move this to the….bedroom" she lightly chucked then swiftly got off him and walked to his bedroom. Missing the contact of her body on him he followed her down the hallway watching her butt sway as she walked in front of him. When he walked in his bedroom just after her he was hastily pushed against the wall by Ziva with a big grin on her face. She reached down and undid his belt then his zipper
"Oh I think these need to go" she said seductively and she dropped his pants to the floor then pushed herself flush against him, then bringing her lips back to his. He reached down to her butt with his hands expecting to feel her jeans but he was welcomed with her just in her panties. Her and her quick ninja skills. He retaliated by lifting her up and walking her backwards to his bed, he dropped her and himself onto his bed so she was under him with her legs around his waist and he pushed her into the bed. She rolled her hips up against his and she smiled when his hips involuntarily bucked back against hers. She rolled them over so she was on top. She reached back and removed her bra; Tony gulped and gazed at his partner. She smiled at his face and lent down and kissed him right where his heart lay. She reached down to his waistband of his boxers, she pulled them right off him and as soon as she had got back on him he flipped her back over so he was back in control. He returned the favour by removing the last of her clothing. He lay back against her with himself pressed against her thigh. He took her lips back with his, giving her the most passionate kiss. As he did he roamed his hands over her naked body and she arched of the bed against him at the contact. He was ready for the moment he had dreamed about for so long, so he lent back looking her in the eyes as he moved himself just above her entrance. He brought his hands under her back holding onto her shoulders so he could hold her close as they moved together, he had never used it because it was a intimate position but it was right for him and Ziva and their first time. And with one more look to her eyes he made the connection between them. He stayed still until she adjusted to him then he began moving slowly. As he quickened his movements she met him with each thrust. She dug her fingers into his back at his ever increasing movements and he knew she was beginning to build up for her climax. He pushed as deep as he could and as quick as he could and she began arching off the bed and panting heavily
"Tony, oh Tony" as he felt her muscles contract around him he could feel himself almost go. He rested his face in the crook of her neck
"Ziva…Ziva ahh" and as she released she held her breath at the feeling. Her going over sent him over the edge. As the both stilled in that same position while they caught their breath and came down from their high Tony thought that was way better than any dream he had had. Tony regained his breath and lifted his head to see her face. When he saw her smiling at him he kissed her lips
"Thank you for this wonderful gift" Tony wisped against her lips and she chuckled
"The gift was very happy given" and they both laughed with each other. Then Ziva yarned under him, and then it made him yarn
"I think we've worn each other out Ziva"
"Yes, I don't think we will be able to stay up late and talk like we usually do, but then again we do not usually do what we just did" they both laughed again and Tony rolled off Ziva and they turned on their sides face to face
"You are right with that one" They pulled the covers up from under them and then scooted in close to each other. Tony kissed her lips and pulled her in as close to him as possible. His arm rested over her back and their legs were entangled together, her face was rested in the crook of his neck.
"Goodnight Ziva" and he relaxingly rubbed his hand up and down her back; she inhaled his sent and relaxed fully into him
"Goodnight Tony"
They both slowly drifted off into slumber with the comfort of each other. Their thoughts about what they were to each other in which they normally had when they slept together were gone and they easily had a clear mind that they will be together like this from now on and they liked it. They both couldn't wait for what the events of tomorrow brought now they were together.