A/N: Tiva Chapter Alert! Tiva Chapter Alert! Tiva Alert! Mega Tiva Alert!
Dedicated to Adiver [April] who thinks that thinking a guy is hot equals that you fancy him, and dizzy – in – the – izzy [Izzy] who loves Tiva almost (almost!) as much as I do.
Enjoy!
Tony pushed open the door of Ziva and Ari's house, then turned and picked Ziva up and carried her in. She hit his arm playfully.
"Oh, get off." She laughed, and he pushed the door closed with his left foot, managing to keep his balance. He walked up the stairs with her in his arms, pushed open the door to her bedroom and laid her on the bed. Ziva looked up at him quizzically, but he simply took off his jacket and laid it over the back of a chair and then lay down next to her fully clothed.
"Did you have a good night?" He asked her, and she smiled.
"Of course." Ziva replied, finding his hand next to hers and holding it. It was silent for a while, and she realized something. "We've never… you know… done it."
"Done what?" Tony asked, slightly confused. Ziva rolled her eyes.
"You know. Sex." She said, and realization dawned on Tony.
"Ohhh…" He said, rolling out the word. "Well, if you wanted to…"
Normally, he'd have jumped at the chance, but this time? He didn't want to tip the careful balance of his perfect relationship with Ziva. He didn't want to ruin the first and probably the only proper love he'd had in any relationship.
"Do you?" Ziva asked softly, turning her head slightly so she could see him better. Tony stared back into her eyes.
"I don't know." He replied, and she chuckled.
"You? Tony DiNozzo? You don't know if you want to have sex? That's got to be a first." She said dryly, remembering the stories she'd heard of Tony's 'nightly conquests'.
"I don't want to ruin it." Tony whispered, and Ziva moved her head so it was on his chest. He gently stroked her hair.
"Ruin what?" She asked, savoring the feeling of the gentle caress.
"This." Tony gestured with his free hand. "Us."
"Why would it ruin it?" Ziva asked him, and held him move his shoulders, presumably shrugging she guessed.
"I don't want to… pressure you." Tony said, and Ziva shivered as his fingers moved down the back of her neck.
Ziva half rolled over so she was lying on her side. She unconsciously fiddled with the collar of Tony's shirts.
"No…" She said slowly. "No, I'm ready."
Tony gently undid the halter neck strap from around her neck, and slid her dress down her body, his fingers tracing down her skin, causing her to shiver with pleasure.
He dropped the dress onto the floor, leaving her lying in just her underwear. She moved her fingers up her chest and started to unbutton his shirt.
"In movies, they generally just rip the shirt open." Tony said, and Ziva laughed. They both felt completely comfortable with each other; there was no awkwardness or nervousness.
"I have never seen the point of that." Ziva commented, her fingers deftly undoing the buttons in a short amount of time which caused Tony to think that maybe she'd been a 'one-night wonder' one time in her life. "I mean, it would completely ruin a shirt."
Tony laughed, and shifted as Ziva pushed the shirt off of him and onto the floor. He began to unbutton his pants but Ziva tapped his hands away.
"Here, let me." She said, and soon they were both in just their underwear. Tony slid his hands around Ziva's body, pulling her closer to him. He pulled her on top of him, and her legs straddled him, her hair framing her face and tickling his face. She leant down and kissed him swiftly. Tony moved his hands so they were on the back of her thighs. He leaned upwards slightly and Ziva closed the space between them.
Soon they were kissing, Tony's hands had shifted from her thighs to her butt and was puling her into him. He rolled over so he was on top. He pulled away. They were both breathless, feet tangled up in the covers from Ziva's bed.
"Lucky it's a double bed." Ziva said, laughing slightly. Tony stroked her cheek, and was surprised as her hands moved downwards to remove his underwear.
Soon, they were both completely naked, lying together on the bed, just staring at each other. Ziva rolled over again, so this time she was on top, again with her legs straddling him.
"Wait." Tony said, and Ziva looked at him, momentarily confused. Then she realized.
"Ohhh!" She leaned over and opened the second drawer down of the chest of drawers next to her bed and pulled out a packet of condoms. She removed one from the packet and handed it to Tony, rolling off of him. He glanced at the box.
"Medium? Thanks a lot, Zee-vah." He said, and Ziva laughed.
"Extra large, Tony? Dream on." Ziva moved back on top of him, and soon 'they become one' as the Bible would say.
The first time was passionate and over quickly.
The second time was more romantic, more like a couple.
Tony lay staring at the ceiling, feeling the heat radiating off the body next to him.
"Ziva?" He whispered.
"Yes, Tony?" She answered, moving her head to his shoulder.
"I love you." Tony said. Ziva was the first girl he'd ever said those three words to truthfully. "Really, I do."
"I love you too, Tony." Ziva said, and her tone was almost wistful. Tony sighed, and put his arm around her, pulling her closer. Ziva tugged the covers from the bottom of the bed and pulled the covers over them. Ziva snuggled closer into Tony's arm, feeling surprisingly vulnerable, but comfortable and safe.
She didn't know how long they lay in each other's arms, silence reigning over the art of conversation. She didn't know what to say. What could she say? There wasn't anything to say, really.
Eventually she fell asleep, and Tony only noticed when she started snoring. He smirked slightly. Trust Ziva. He kissed her forehead gently, and laid his head back on the pillow. Soon he was asleep too, a perfect couple.
The next morning Ziva woke up to find the sun shining through the gaps in the curtains, bathing her and Tony's faces in the angelic looking light. She smiled at his face, which looked cuter while he slept. She settled back down in his arms to wait for him to wake up.
She didn't have to wait long.
"Zee-vah?" Tony's voice was slightly mumbled as he stirred from sleep.
"Right here." Ziva said, playing with his face. He tilted his face to look at her.
"Good morning." Tony began, and then added, "Boker tov."
"Boker tov." Ziva returned the Hebrew greeting for 'good morning', a smile playing on her lips at the fact that he'd bothered learning the phrase.
Tony kissed her smiling lips. "Ani ohev otach."
Ani ohev otach: I love you [man to woman]
"Ani ohevet otacha." Ziva replied, and sat up to go get breakfast. Tony looked up at her.
Ani ohevet otacha: I love you [woman to man]
"Where are you going?" He asked quizzically.
"It is almost six in the morning; I am going to make breakfast." Ziva said matter-of-factly, and Tony looked at her as if she was crazy.
"You get up at six?!" She shrugged.
"Five, actually. I normally go for a run." Ziva admitted, and Tony stared at her.
"Jesus, you are one crazy Israeli."
A/N: You just gotta love DiNozzo. Well, I do. So does Izzy… Shh. I bet you do too. Unless you're like April, whose sights are set on Sean Murray [McGee].
Inter-house rounders at school tomorrow! GO HAMBLE!
Singing exam tomorrow… Ah, crap.
Reviews please! Cheer me up before I fail my exam, because reviews make me a happy little writer!