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This story might a bit too M... so if u don't like it, please go and read the T version. I don't want to offend / agitate anyone.

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Previously:

"You look beautiful," stated Gibbs, looking kindly at his agent.

"Thank you," smiled Ziva, just as the doorbell run.

"We will be back before midnight," she promised as she hurried upstairs again.

"I wouldn't count on it, Kid," sighed Gibbs. He then proceeded to empty a glass of nails out, before filling it with bourbon and downing it at once.

(Outside)

As Ziva opened the door, the first thing she saw was a bunch of red roses. Behind them she noticed Tony, who looked nervously at Gibb's front lawn, before his head suddenly snapped around and he looked straight at her.

His expression turned from nervous to completely stunned as he took in her appearance.

"Hey there," smiled Tony after he had found his voice again, "I know it's cheesy but I thought..."

"They are beautiful. Todah, Tony," she reassured her lover as she took the flowers out of his hand and kissed him softly on his lips.

"I will put these into water and be back soon, yes," Ziva gave him a dazzling smile and headed back into the house.

"He looks really handsome in this suit," murmured Ziva while thoughts about canceling their dinner reservation crossed her mind. After all they could spent their time doing something different, more exercising.

Outside Tony had similar thoughts, "Why can't we skip dinner. She looks stunning - that dress - she'll be my death."

"Damn, DiNozzo. Get a grip!" he scolded himself, "She's special, you can't ruin it, buddy."

The Israeli choose this moment to reappear and jolt him out of his musings.

"Ma'am," Tony offered his arm to Ziva as she stepped out again.

She momentarily glared at him.

"Oops," grinned Tony.

"Miss David," he corrected himself.

"Better," smirked Ziva and let herself be led to his car.

(In front of the restaurant)

Ziva was about to leave the car, when Tony held her back.

"Wait," he half shouted, which was answered by a frown from his partner.

"I just,..." started Tony, "I just wanted to tell you how beautiful you look tonight," he quietly told her.

"You look really good yourself, Tony," she answered as she placed a hand on his cheek before her hand wormed around his neck and she pulled him even closer.

The kiss that followed was very passionately but also gently. In the end they both came up breathlessly.

"Wow," smirked Tony, leaning his forehead against Ziva's.

"Maybe we should skip," he was about to suggest when Ziva put a finger on his lips, lightly shaking her head.

"Let's go and eat, my little Hairy Butt," she softly whispered against his lips, kissing him one last time before she left the car, leaving Tony behind, momentarily stunned.

(After dinner - At Tony's apartment)

Upon arriving at Tony's, he vanished into his bedroom to change out of his ruined clothes, since their waitress had spilled half of their ordered wine bottle onto him.

"Tony, what movie will we watch?" Ziva asked loudly.

"There's a black DVD in the 3rd shelf from the bottom, right side of the case."

Ziva looked at his collection.

"He has as much movies as I have books," she laughed lightly.

"What's so funny Sweet cheeks?" Tony inquired as he reappeared, clad in a pair of faded blue jeans and a white polo-shirt.

"Your number of movies."

"Ah, ok," he raised an eyebrow at her, "You feel up for another glass of wine?"

"Yes," she smiled at him.

Ziva then looked quizzically at the DVD case. There wasn't any black DVD on the certain spot he mentioned. But she found a few black DVD's on the very bottom of the case. She shrugged to herself and aimlessly picked a DVD from those out.

As Tony was still clattering around in the kitchen, she sneaked into his bedroom herself.

While the dress might have been a good thing to go out with and to render Tony speechless, she didn't thought it would be very comfortable to watch a movie in it.

It took her some time but in the end she managed to find one of Tony's silk boxer shorts and his favorite OSU t-shirt.

Ziva smiled to herself as she made her way back to the couch, imagining Tony's reaction at seeing her in his clothes.

A few minutes later Tony finally returned.

"I know those clothes from somewhere," he teased laughing.

"Hm..." replied Ziva, a small smile playing on her lips.

"Signora," he smiled benignly as he handed her a wine glass and settled next to her. Ziva immediately snuggled into his side.

"My ninja certainly likes to snuggle a lot," thought Tony as he put his arm around her and pressed play on the remote.

It only took him a few seconds to realize that this DVD certainly was NOT the DVD he had picked out earlier this evening.

"This isn't the film I picked out," he said wide-eyed.

"It is not?"

"No, where did you got this?" His heart was beating madly.

"Oh god, she'll run away and never want to have anything to do with me," feared Tony.

"Lower shelf," replied Ziva smugly as she cocked her head to the side, eyes glued on the TV.

"This is less pleasuring than they make the viewer believe," she replied absent minded.

"What?" stuttered Tony.

He had looked in panic for the remote which he had thrown somewhere once he had started the film, not noticing that Ziva wasn't disgusted or afraid of what she saw.

"Them lying joined on the side, facing each other. It is not enough fiktion? No... friction, that's the word," she grinned at him.

"It might be good as some sort of foreplay or in between having sex, but no real person screams and moans like that in this position," Ziva gesticulated widely.

Tony stared open mouthed at her.

"Somehow I forgot about our first meeting. I should have known that you would react like this."

"I have watched porn before, Tony."

"Yeah..."

"I would have been surprised if you did not have some of those," she stated matter of factly.

"I don't know if I should be insulted or not," teased the agent, his lips playfully turned into a pout.

"Do not worry my little hairy butt," she lightly patted his cheek before she put her hand around his neck, pulling his face closer to her own, she softly nipped on his lips before kissing him.

"Let me get up and find the right DVD," groaned Tony. His pants where already tightening from the single kiss and close proximity they shared.

"Why? I find it quite entertaining," smirked the Israeli knowingly.

"Zeevah, I can't watch this with you without touching and loving you," he moaned breathlessly as she lightly stroke over his chest, her head resting in the crock of his shoulder, watching the screen with interest.

"Who said you cannot," she momentarily looked at him, very amused.

As he screwed his eyes shut at her comment, she remembered something else.

"What are you doing?" A flustered Tony asked.

"Those are too big. It is uncomfortable, they slip off me," explained Ziva.

"You'll be me death," groaned Tony as he watched his lover slip out of his boxers and settle down next to him again.

This time only with his T-shirt on and probably her slip. He couldn't be too sure of that, as his shirt covered her to her knees.

"Ziva," murmured Tony into her ear, "I really wanted to watch only a movie with you, but now I want to make love to you. Show you how much you mean to me."

"I know," she smirked confidently at him and then produced to untangle herself from his embrace. She settled down on his lap, her knees on either side of him.

"You want to make love to me," she whispered teasingly against his ear.

Upon his silent nod, she produced to continue, "Good thing I want you to make love me too, yes?"

Tony slowly cupped her head in between his hands, "I wanted too since weeks," he brushed his lips against hers.

"Only since weeks?" Her eyes were twinkling in amusement.

"Make love to you? Yes. Fuck you senseless? Since I first met you," he admitted, somewhat ashamed of himself.

"Might as well do both?" she breathed into his neck as he nipped on her earlobe.

As they kissed his hands wandered from her shoulders down along her sides, mesmerizing her slender form under his fingertips. His right hand then wandered across her chest, starting at her collarbone he gently let his fingers trace down till he reached her breast.

Amazed at feeling the soft round orb under his fingertips he looked eyes with her, "You don't wear a bra anymore?"

She just gave him a flirtatious smile before she leaned down to capture his lips once again.

"If we continue it will be hard to stop," he breathed, taking her breasts into his hand and gently started to kneed it, watching his lover's reaction closely.

"You better not," moaned Ziva as Tony took her now erected nipple between his fingers and lightly squeezed it.

"Your.. No... my shirt is in the way," growled Tony impatiently.

He moved down her neck, pressing his lips to her olive skin. Tasting her as he dragged his teeth along her neck to nip her. Ziva arched over him, turning her head sidewards to give him better access.

Tony could hear her breathing quickening. Under his lips her blood rushed, pulsing faster.

His unoccupied hand went under her t-shirt, grazing her thigh and hip just briefly he placed his hand on her firm stomach. His thumb stroking her tanned skin as he grasped one side of her body.

"Tony," she huskily breathed.

Her hands had went into his hair. She roughly clasped them, bringing his lips up to hers again.

As they passionately kissed, she started to unbuttoned his shirt before she grasped the brim of it and pulled it swiftly off him to reveal his toned chest.. Momentarily forcing them to break their kiss.

Tony grinned rascally at her, "I worked out."

"Mhhm," purred Ziva catlike, looking his chest up and down as she gently dragged her nails along it.

He felt warm, even burning up. It wasn't an uncomfortable warm though. In fact it was a very comfortable warm.

Tony looked up into Ziva's eyes. They were bright and clear. He could see the fire burning into them. The desire and love in those brown orbs, for him only to see, made him nearly come then and there.

"Bedroom," he said breathlessly.

In one swift movement he firmly grabbed her buttocks and stood up. Ziva shrieked at the sudden movement and wrapped her arms around his neck, while hooking her legs around his hips as she bit down into his shoulder.

"Crazy chick," he growled playfully as he placed her gently in the middle of the king size bed and produced to straddled her, hovering just inches above her.

Ziva gave him a teasing smirk, "I like it on top, Tony," she reminded him.

But he held her pinned down onto the mattress with his hand capturing her wrists high above her head, while his other hand was once again under her t-shirt, pressing lightly against her firm stomach.

"Soon, my ninja. Let me do this first," he whispered against her lips, softly nipping on her lower one.

Tony then slowly let go of her wrists, both of his hands now used to let them wander down the sides of her smaller frame once again, as she kept lying with her arms above her head.

Her eyes following his movements in slight wonder.

Tony smiled lovingly at her as he lifted the t-shirt inch by inch higher. Shortly after he had lifted it above her hip he stopped however and bent down to kiss her numerous times gently right under her navel.

He put an hand on either side of her hip, his thumbs stroking the outline of her hipbone.

"Tony," she whined pleadingly, arching more and more under his touch.

"Don't be impatient," he teased but grabbed her t-shirt again nonetheless.

This time he lifted it just before he could reveal her breasts. He trailed small kisses up from her hip to the brim of her breast.

She arched strongly under his exploring touch, moaning his name in between gasps of air.

Tony grinned, he wanted this to be a special memory for her. One that she would never forget.

He gently reached for her breast again, while he kneed her right one, his mouth carefully cupped her left. His tongue was drawing small circles around her erect nipple.

When he slightly bit it, she began to shudder uncontrollable under him.

Amazed, he continued his ministration, applying more pressure.

Ziva started to whimper in Hebrew, her hands found themselves once again in Tony's hair. Her breath was coming in short gasps as her hip pressed urgently against his body.

Tony, not being able to give her a real release, swiftly captured her mouth in one motion. Their tongues clashed, fighting for domination.

At the same moment, he forced his hip forward. His crouch connecting with her sensitive and hot clit.

Ziva tensed, her whole body was suddenly on fire.

A low guttural sound erupted from between her lips. It was music to Tony's ears, who softly kissed her lips and gently stroked her face as he let her calm down.

TBC...

A/N: You wanted smut, romantic and sex? Well good thing that I already had written half of it =). Hope you liked it. Feeling a bit hot now? Good, mission accomplished (laughs)

Sorry if someone wanted/expected a 'Dinner Scene', but I couldn't think about any good content for it. And I didn't want to bore you too much with a "They went – ate – talked – Scene".

Rule for chapter uploads: 'No new chapters if the review count for the previous chapter is under 5.'

Thx at those who reviewed the last chapter and Chapter 13 (!!). Sorry I forgot to say it then.