Hi again! I'm sorry for the time it took for me to write this but in the weekend I was at the Danish Championship in rifle shooting so it took away my whole weekend and then I got sick and didn't feel like writing and then when I did feel like writing I didn't know what to write or my brother was using the computer. Okay, I'll stop talking now and get on with the story (:

By the way this might me slight M rated, nothing detailed, but I don't know 'cause I'm not very good at the rating thing..

I do not own NCIS, though I wouldn't mint to own Ziva's skills!

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Their eyes were locked when he leaned in, very slowly, his mouth approaching hers. Right before their lips met he looked her in the eyes to gauge her reaction.

When their lips met the kiss was soft but as soon as the electricity between them sparked the kiss became passionate. When their tongues met both of them let out a moan. Their tongues battled, releasing four and a half years of sexual tension. Tony backed Ziva up against a wall and broke the kiss in the need of air. Both of them was breathing heavily, their foreheads was resting against the other's and their bodies were pressed up against each other.

When Tony finally had caught his breath a little he started to plant soft kisses on Ziva's shoulders and neck. Ziva found that she actually enjoyed being pressed up against a wall, normally she was the one who was pressing her partner up against the wall, she had always felt trapped, but this time she didn't feel trapped, she felt safe.

Tony's kisses were doing amazing things to her, the soft butterfly kisses against her throat made her moan and Tony smiled against her throat. She pulled his head up to kiss him on the lips and her hands found their way to his shirt and she started to open the buttons. As soon as all the buttons were opened Ziva slid the shirt down Tony's arms.

Tony's lips went back to Ziva's, and his hands went to the top of her towel. He pulled the towel of off her and let his hands feel the smooth lines of her body, caressing her back, her hips, and her sides. They stumbled together to the bed and soon all of Tony's clothes were on the floor and there was nothing that stopped them from becoming one.

After a while both of them were spent and they relaxed on the bed cuddled up against each other, Tony's arms around Ziva and her arms resting on his chest.

"G'night Sweet Cheeks," Tony mumbled, already half asleep.

"Goodnight my little Hairy Butt," Ziva said.

Ziva awoke at the warm feeling of the light shining in her face. When she became somewhat conscious she felt an arm draped over her waist and the feel of a male body against her back. Her fist reaction was to take her gun a shove it in the face of whoever it was that was behind her but then the last night came to her. Her and Tony having sex, no it was something more. The way he had touched her, she had never been touched like that before. The kisses they had shared, they had had a deeper meaning. This wasn't just something casual. They were working together for God's sake. She had to face him when he woke up. She had to face him every day and try not to think of the feeling he had spread through her body.

She tried to sneak out of bed but as soon as she tried to move her legs the arm around her tightened.

"Do go," Tony mumbled, "You're going to take away all the warmth."

Ziva chucked and turned in his arms so she was now facing him. "Good morning," Ziva chuckled.

"Morning," Tony said and kissed her forehead.

As Ziva looked up at him he opened his eyes and looked at her. "You're beautiful," he said and kissed her forehead again.

"I guess that means that you do not regret last night," Ziva said, her tone was teasing but deep down she wanted to know the truth and she hoped for at 'no'.

Tony rolled her over so she was lying on her back and he was straddling her. "Absolutely not," he said and leaned down to press a kiss to her lips.

They kissed for a moment before Ziva rolled them around so she was on top, straddling him. "I like to be on top," she said smiling.

"Well, you didn't complain last night," Tony said.

"No, I actually liked it, being able to relax a little," Ziva smiled teasingly at him.

"So, is it my turn to relax now?" Tony asked.

"No way, I am going to make you beg, you will not be able to relax until after," Ziva said seductively.

Tony groaned and felt himself harden at the words, Ziva smirked.

About an hour later – and a lot of begging from Tony – Ziva left the bed to take a shower, Tony jumped after her but she refused to let him go with her.

When she stepped into the shower the warm water helped her relax all of her muscles and she took her fair time to finish, carefully rubbing her scalp with shampoo and washing her body. When she turned the water off she realized that her towel wasn't in there, it was right next to the bed where she and Tony had dropped it last night. "Crap," she thought.

She opened the door a little at looked out. "Tony!"

"Yes Sweet Cheeks," he answered and appeared in front of the door. "Do you want me to join you?" he asked with a smile.

"No, I want you to hand me my towel."

"Oh, this one?" he asked and held it up, just out of her reach.

"Yes, that one," Ziva said.

"I don't think so," Tony said.

"I can kill you with my thumb so you better give me that towel," Ziva growled at him.

"Aww, come on. Can't I have a little fun?" Tony pouted.

"Not at my expense. Now give me my towel."

Tony eyed her for a second before giving in, he didn't want to take the chance and see if she really would kill him, "Fine, here you go," he said and handed her the towel.

Fifteen minutes later she appeared again, the towel wrapped around her slim body.

"Come on!" Tony said.

"What?" Ziva asked innocently.

"Remember what happened last time you came out of that bedroom dressed like that?"

"Oh yeah, I remember."

"So are you coming to the bed or am I going to go all the way over there?" Tony asked.

"Neither. We do not have the time. McGee is going to ask if we have any pictures and if we do not have any, he is going to be suspicious."

Tony growled, "Fine, let me take a shower and we're out of here."

Ziva smiled and went to get some clothes from her suitcase as Tony went to take a shower.

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After Tony's shower they went sightseeing in Paris. Tony tried to take pictures of Ziva but she always just escaped when he was about to take it.

"Come on Zee, one picture?" Tony begged.

"No, no pictures. Gibbs and McGee will find it weird if you have pictures of me."

"They don't find it weird when they find pictures of you from a crime scene."

"You take pictures of me on crime scenes?" Ziva asked.

'Oh shit!" Tony though. "Ehh, well, you know, sometimes when I take pictures you are in the corners because you happen to stand there when I take pictures and then you acci-" Tony stuttered.

"Tony, drip it," Ziva said.

"It's 'zip it' or 'drop it'," Tony interrupted.

"Shut up! I was going to say that you can stop babbling because it is leading you nowhere."

"Oh," Tony said. "Please don't hurt me!"

"I am not going to hurt you Tony because if I hurt you, you will not be any fun tonight."

"You're planning for something to happen tonight?" Tony asked with a big smile on his face.

"Oh yes I am," Ziva said with a seductive smile.

They walked through the streets of Paris hand in hand and ate lunch on a romantic little restaurant.

When it was close to 03:00 PM Tony dragged Ziva back to the hotel, with some lame excuse about them not having very much time together anymore since they were going to pick up the witness tomorrow. Ziva didn't complain but followed willingly – for probably the first time in her life.

Back at the hotel room they spent their time enjoying each other, only getting away from each other to order food and to get the food.

Dinner was eaten lying/sitting on the bed taking turns feeding the other with whatever was grabbed.

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Hi again (:

I don't really like this chapter much, but it's needed (:

I'm stopping it here because if I go in with the story in this chapter, it'll get really weird.

Please review and tell me what you think, it means so much for me and it keeps me writing! So, review and make my day! ;D

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