Warning, this is complete and utter TivaSmut...and with that, on with the show!

"You look comfy." Ziva poked her head into the bedroom from the en suite bathroom. Tony was laying in bed, his hands were behind his head, resting on a pillow.

Tony turned his head towards Ziva, "You were the one who told me to get naked and get in bed."

"And are you?" Ziva asked with a smile.

"Maybe." Tony grinned and slipped his hands apart and started moving them down, he took a hold of the honey colored covers and was about to peel them back.

"No, I will do it." Ziva called out, "It will be more fun that way."

"What are you doing anyway?" Tony wondered.

"I am getting sexy for you."

"All you had to do was show up, Ziva."

Ziva smiled and let out a small chuckle, "You can stop, I am going to sleep with you already."

"I meant it." Tony replied, "Just look at you...your feet are cute, your legs...wow, your tummy? Yummy."

Ziva laughed.

"Heh. Your ass..." Tony just smiled, "Those dimples on your back..."

"What about them?" Ziva asked.

"I just want to run my fingers over them, my thumbs..."

"Go on." Ziva said, stepping into the doorway, she was wearing a large white towel around her torso.

"My thumbs teasing your dimples, my fingertips easing along your hips as I.."

"Thrust into me, yes?" Ziva took a step closer, turning as she did. She let the towel fall from her body. She was completely naked, her back turned away from him.

Tony reached out with his right arm, but stopped, choosing to slide his legs out from under the covers instead. His fingertips made contact with her hips slightly before his thumbs teased her dimples.

Ziva closed her eyes and fell back into his arms and down onto his lap. She laughed as she landed, "Someone is happy to see me."

"More like happy to feel you." Tony countered, letting his hands drift forward and up her stomach. She quickly covered his hands with hers as he reached her breasts, pressing her back against his chest. She tilted her head to side so she could look into his eyes, "God, you're beautiful." He gushed about her.

"I see you did not say anything about my breasts." Ziva stated.

Tony gently squeezed with his hands, letting out a smile, "They're perfect."

Ziva laughed, "They do not exist."

"Uhh, I beg to differ, my hands are holding something." Tony smiled and gave her a peck on the lips, "And besides, it's not about the size, Ziva, it's about what's behind them."

Ziva swung around, being careful of his left foot and straddled his thighs. Her right hand wandered downward, capturing his manhood with her fingers, lightly stroking it. She looked down, "I think he likes me...he's growing." She laughed, looking back up into his eyes.

Tony fell back, turning as he did, taking Ziva with him. He moved them to their sides and pulled the covers over them.

Ziva pulled her lower leg out from under Tony, bringing her knee up, pressing it against her chest. He guided her other leg over his hip and lovingly ran his hand up and down her leg.

Ziva gasped as his fingers made their way up between her legs, "She likes you, too." She smiled, giving him a kiss, "Make love to me." She whispered, giving him again.

Tony pulled his hand out from under the covers, giving Ziva's hair a tussle, which made her smile. He smiled back, "Heh. I love doing that." He then turned slightly, reaching back towards his nightstand to get a condom, but Ziva grabbed his wrist, "What?" He asked, looking back at her.

"You do not need it." Ziva said, cupping his cheek with her palm, leaning his face back to hers.

"Are you sure?"

Ziva just smiled as she dipped her hand back under the covers and guiding him. She gasped again, this time deeper and much louder.

"You okay?" Tony whispered.

Ziva nodded, grasping his chin with her fingers and pulled his lips to hers, kissing him as she became more and more vocal.

Tony buried his left hand into the back of Ziva's hair and held and caressed the back of her neck as he made love to her.

Ziva turned her face into the pillow, gnashing down on it, which only made Tony quicken his pace. She arched her back, letting out a joyful moan as she escalated closer and closer to climax.

Tony turned her onto her back and disappeared under the covers. Ziva flew up to a sitting position, sweating profusely as her hands shot under the covers, her fingers dug into his hair as he feasted her.

Ziva fell back, bucking her hips and screamed, "KEN!" over and over again.

Tony rocketed back up, kissing and feeding on her blissful shrieks. He slipped back into her and she was gone, not being able to control herself. She had made Kim Catrall's sex scene in Porky's look pale in comparison and he would jokingly tell her that later, as well as having 11 complaints about that night. She was bummed it was only 11, until she found out there were only 8 apartments in the building, but anyway, that's for another story.

AN - If you haven't seen Porky's, rent it. It's awesome.

AN2 - Do we need more TivaSmut or was this enough?

AN3 - I hurt my left hand. That's like my second favorite drinking hand damn it!

AN4 - BTW, Ken means "Yes" in Hebrew in case you don't know.

AN5 - I'm gonna go pass out now. Bye!