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"I believe that I owe you a free pass. Have you decided what you want to do to me? Is there anything you have always wanted to do to me?"
"I have an idea." Tony walked over to the curtain and untied the sash holding the decorative fabric back. He brought it over to the bed and tied one end to the bedpost. He tied the other around his own wrist. He made sure Ziva was watching and then tugged the tie ever so slightly with his wrist. The knot he'd used to tie the end to the bedpost came immediately undone, freeing his hand. "Only if you're comfortable with it. The knots will come undone with a slight tug. I know you've had bad experiences in the past, and the last thing I want it to be another one of those." He searched her face.
"No." Ziva said bluntly.
"Okay. I'm sorry. I should never have even asked." Tony said. He felt a knot in his stomach.
Ziva took one end of the sash from Tony's hand. His wrist was still tied in the other end. She smiled. "Not like that…" She took the loose end of the sash and tied it to the bedpost in a different knot. Tony tried to pull his arm free, but the knot held tight. He gave Ziva a questioning stare. Then Ziva placed the loose end of the sash in Tony's hand. "I can pull this if I want out. Try it." She urged him. Tony tugged the end of the sash that she'd placed in his hand and the knot slipped undone. He smiled at her. "As long as I can pull my hands free I am okay with any other ties on my body." She assured him. "With you." She added.
"Are you sure?" He asked in shock.
"I trust you."
"Can I blindfold you?" he asked like an excited schoolboy.
Ziva laughed at his excitement. "Yes, you may."
"And you're sure about this? If it's too much I'll stop at any time." He promised her.
"Yes Tony. I am sure. I assume that you have some rope in mind?"
Tony's eyes widened and he bee-lined to the closet.
A woman's voice called up from downstairs shocking them both. "Anthony. It's your Aunt's friend, Bee. We brought pastries." She sing-songed up to them.
Tony stamped his foot and cursed the timing these ladies had chosen to pop in.
"We'll be right down." Tony bellowed down to them before one of them decided to wander upstairs to look for them.
Ziva sat on the bed laughing at Tony's predicament. He was rock hard, and it was clear that these ladies expected him to come down to join them immediately. "Dammit." Tony said to himself. "Of all times." He pulled a shirt over his head and rummaged around for a pair of shorts. He pulled them up his legs and grimaced as he tucked himself inside them. Ziva couldn't help the laugh that escaped her lips. Tony trained an angry stare at her. "Some compassion would be nice." He said playfully. Then he pinched the front material of his shorts and held it out away from his cock as he groaned and wiggled his hips trying get in a more comfortable position.
Ziva reached her naked limbs wide across the bed and took a dramatic stretch to further torture Tony. "I will be down in one minute." She told him. Tony gave her another evil look before he walked out of the room, rock hard and frustrated.
Tony flashed his best 'DiNozzo grin' as he entered the kitchen to find Bee and five of her friends buzzing around. He held out his arms to Bee. "Ladies, it's wonderful to see you." He kissed Bee on the cheek, careful to keep her away from his groin. It was clear she was the leader of this little group. The other women followed her like obedient puppies.
Bee started speaking a mile a minute. "I hope you don't mind that we just poked in unannounced, but Rosa told us that you had Ziva here and we simply couldn't wait to meet her. What's it been for you two now, three years?" Though her words sounded innocent her face, not so subtly, scolded Tony for his failure to yet propose. "Where is your beautiful girl?"
"I am right here," Ziva responded as she descended the stairs and joined the group in the kitchen. She looked incredible in one of the dresses Tony had bought for her. He whimpered as his cock swelled even more. She walked up behind Tony and kissed him on the cheek. She reached her hand into the pocket of Tony's shorts and left behind a small present for him to discover.
Bee shoved the bag of pastries she was holding into Tony's arms as she knocked him aside to get a better look at Ziva. Within seconds, Ziva was surrounded by a ring of women fawning over her. "Anthony DiNozzo," Bee scolded him, "that picture doesn't do this woman justice. She is stunning." Ziva smiled and let the woman fawn over her as she smiled wickedly at Tony.
Bee dragged Ziva over to the table and took a seat next to her. The rest of the group took the remaining chairs. "My dear, you are gorgeous. Tony," she boomed at him, "can you get those pastries ready for us." She ordered him. Ziva laughed. She liked this woman. Bee leaned in close to Ziva as if to tell her a secret, but didn't bother to lower her voice and let everyone hear her words. "We have scolded this boy over and over. We can't believe you don't have a ring yet. We are very disappointed in Anthony." She spoke his name loudly and let it hang in the air.
Tony brought the pastries to the counter as the group continued to school Ziva on everything wrong with men today. He dumped the pastries out onto a platter and started to arrange them to serve. He suddenly remembered that Ziva had left something in his pocket and pulled out a tiny remote that she'd left for him. "Yes." Tony said loudly.
The conversation at the table stopped as all the women turned to face him. "Ummmm," Tony desperately tried to come up with some way to explain his sudden outburst. "Bear claws," he said brightly. "I love bear claws." He said with overdone excitement. The conversation resumed at the table and Tony breathed out a sigh of relief. He studied the tiny remote in his hand. He was at the counter, with his back to the group, giving him the perfect opportunity to figure out the device.
Just as Bee started telling Ziva about her new pug, Tony switched the toy on. "Oh," Ziva said in surprise. She crossed her legs as the toy hit her in all the right places.
Tony smiled. "Ziva loves dogs." He called to the group. He winked at her with a wicked smile. Now it was her turn to suffer.
"You do?" another one of the ladies chimed in. "I breed Toy Poodles. And Black Labs. The poodles are mp passion, the labs are my husbands."
Tony moved the switch further turning up the intensity of the toy. Another gasp escaped Ziva's lips. The woman took this as interest in her words and continued telling Ziva about her little dogs.
Tony slipped the remote back in his pocket and picked up the platter, carrying it to the table. "Who wants pastries?" He said with wicked delight.
Tony placed the platter in the center of the table then went around to where Ziva sat. "Sweetheart," he said innocently, "we seem to be out of chairs. Would you mind sitting on my lap?" Ziva gingerly stood up as Tony inched in behind her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her down to sit on his lap. He rested his chin on her shoulder and crossed his arms to reach one hand around each of her thighs. He pulled her legs tight together and pretended to listen intently to the ladies' conversation. The toy was vibrating so intensely that Tony could feel it through Ziva's hips. He grew even harder as he pulled her back against him. Ziva was nodding automatically at the ladies words. He could tell that she was fighting to hold her composure as the toy vibrated intensely between her legs.
Ziva squirmed on his lap. "Tony could you help me switch out the laundry?" Ziva was getting desperate for some relief.
"Of course, sweetie." Tony cooed to her. "We'll just be a minute." He and Ziva booked it into the laundry room off the kitchen.
Tony closed the door behind him as Ziva sat on the machine and spread her legs for him. Tony stalked over to her and freed himself from his pants, slamming hard into her. Ziva moaned in relief. Tony started thrusting in and out of her. "I'm not going to last long. Watching you has been driving me crazy." Tony went for Ziva's neck and bit and kisses her skin. Ziva came for him almost immediately. She'd probably been fighting off an orgasm from the vibrating toy for a while now. She clung to Tony and he walls clamped down on him. Her pulsing along with the vibrations sent Tony pumping into her in less those 20 thrusts. Tony reached into the pocket of his shorts and switched the toy off as they sat on the washing machine intertwined with one another.
"We should go back to the kitchen." Ziva reminded him. Tony groaned as he slowly withdrew himself from her. He knelt between her legs and pulled the toy out of her. He took a dirty towel from the hamper and wiped between Ziva's legs. "Push it out Ziva." Ziva contracted her muscles and the cum he'd pumped into her came out. "That is so hot," Tony said as he wiped her clean. He stood up and tucked his spent cock back into his shorts. He grabbed Ziva in for a kiss and pulled her from the machine to place her down on her feet.
"Am I covered?" she asked him, brushing her skirt of her dress down, before they headed back out to join their guests.
Tony slapped her ass playfully. "Too covered for my taste." She smiled and led the way back to the table swinging her ass with each step.
Tony sat down in his chair at the table and pulled Ziva onto his lap. She leaned back in his arms. They were both relaxed and happy.
Bee smiled at them. "Oh, to be young again." She said, letting them know she knew exactly what they'd just done. When the color drained from Ziva's face Bee waved her hand at the two of them. "That's the way it should be. Enjoy it while you're still young." She leaned in closer to Ziva and put her hand on Ziva's arm. "Rosa always said Nico was great in that area, and she suspected it ran in his family." Ziva laughed out loud while Tony hid behind Ziva's back and tried to will himself to disappear. "I had a terrible sex life with my first husband. And my third." Bee shared loudly. "Those marriages never stood a chance." Tony groaned into Ziva's back. "Oh Anthony, grow up." Bee said bluntly. "We're all adults here and sex is an important part of any relationship. Right sweetie?" She looked at Ziva to agree with her.
"Yes it is." Ziva responded with a laugh. She really liked this woman.
"I haven't seen his 'full monty' since he was a little boy, but even then he was impressive." She said with a smirk. Ziva burst out in laughter.
"Bee! You're killing me here." Tony finally spoke up.
She held up her hands in surrender. "It appears that I'm embarrassing the kids." She said to her group of followers. "We should get going anyway. I'm sure you two have more laundry to do." She winked at Ziva before she stood up and ushered the women from the house. She turned around in the door frame and spoke to Tony. "Did you two come to the concert on the beach?"
"In fact," Tony spoke, "we did. Ziva absolutely loved it." He loved playing with Ziva. She pinched Tony's ass where Bee couldn't see her hand. Tony squirmed and pinched her right back.
Bee leaned in close to Tony. "She's perfect." She pointed an accusatory finger at him. "You mess this up and you'll be answering to me." She turned to Ziva. "Keep this one in line." Her face softened. "But I wouldn't worry too much about that. He's absolutely crazy about you." She gave Ziva a final smile before leaving them alone in the house.
"I like that woman." Ziva declared. "I like her a lot."
"She's on her sixth husband. Each one richer than the last." Tony told her. "But she's always been a trip."
After Bee's surprise visit Tony didn't exactly feel like tying Ziva to the bed. He wanted to save that. And even though Ziva told he could do it again, there was still only a single first time. And Tony wanted to save this particular act. Tying Ziva up was one of this earliest fantasies of her. It's the one that managed to last throughout the years. When he first knew Ziva, his fantasies of tying her up had been about domination. But as the years went on it became about trust. Her allowing him to tie her down was the ultimate display of trust. He'd played out the scenario of Ziva tied up beneath him to over eight years. The significance behind what he was doing had changed and evolved, but the fantasy had endured. And he wanted to save this.
And it's not like they didn't have sex. They went around the world and he took her in every room of the house (which was all that more impressive considering the size of the house, and the fact that there were 7 guest rooms). They didn't use any toys or props, Tony just wanted Ziva.