Tiva smut to numb the pain.

Late that evening Ziva and Tony sat on the porch doing what they loved to do there. The house was dark and they were sure everyone had gone to sleep. Tony's face was in Ziva's neck, his cock was deep inside her, and they were completely caught up in the moment.

When Abby's voice boomed out, "Busted," from inside the house Tony almost had a heart attack. McGee peeked out from behind her. As Abby started out onto the porch Tim cringed, grimaced, and turned to go back into the house. "I need wine." He muttered.

"Get some for us all." Abby instructed him.

Abby walked right out onto the porch and sat in the chair next to them. Tony was frozen in place. "Please don't stop on my account." Abby joked. "I know what you're doing, and I think it's hot. I always pictured Tony as an exhibitionist."

"Actually," Tony found his voice, "it's Ziva. She likes an audience, which may explain why she is gripping herself to my legs and not allowing me to stop this." He said urgently.

"Oh, don't stop. We busted in on your party." Abby spoke casually, like this happened all the time. "Don't stop on our account. So Ziva, how is Tony in bed?"

"Ziva." Tony scolded her. "This is crazy. McGee will freak out."

"I'll cover for you." Abby promised.

Tim called from inside the house. "I have wine. Is it safe out there?"

Abby yelled back. "Relax Tim. I was wrong. They're just snuggling." She looked back to Tony and Ziva and lowered her voice to a whisper. "Don't worry. He won't know."

McGee poked his head out onto the porch looking around suspiciously at them. He relaxed when everyone on the porch appeared to be acting normal.

"Tim," Abby cooed, "it's chilly out here. Can you bring me a blanket?" She looked to Tony to indicate she was trying to help him out.

Tony spoke up. "There are a few throws right near the door. Can you get one for each of us? It is cold." He was still very unsure of this, but Abby and Ziva were exchanging devious grins, and he was not in charge.

"Abby," Ziva whispered to her, "amazing in bed." She enunciated each of her words and let them linger. "Even better than he talks himself up."

Tony feigned horror at her over sharing with Abby, but he honestly loved it. He ticked Ziva's tummy to let her know how much he appreciated her words.

Tim brought them all blankets. Tony grabbed one and immediately wrapped it around him and Ziva. Once the blanket covered them Tony relaxed and let Ziva move the rocking chair they sat in back and forth. McGee passed glasses of wine around.

"Aren't they cute." Abby announced. "I love you two together. Don't you love this Timmy?" she grabbed McGee's arm and snuggled against him.

"I'm still getting used to it. Wait," he suddenly realized, "how long has this been going on? Had this been happening for years?"

"Nope. Just happened." Ziva assured him.

"Awwww, Timmy. Don't they look so cute snuggling together?" Abby cooed. A single corner of her mouth, on the side away from Tim, was curved up into a smile. It was quite impressive. Half of her face oozed sweet goodness, while the other half was devious and playful.

Ziva moved slightly on Tony's lap and he slid deeper into her. He felt her body tense as she started to have one of her spectacular orgasms. He smiled in delight and took over rocking the chair. He could see the muscles in Ziva's face twitching as she fought to hide her response from McGee. He tortured her and circled his tip over the spot that drove her crazy. She'd wanted to do this, and now he was going to torture and tease her.

McGee and Abby were talking to them about some theory involving Gibbs and the mystery target. Tony wasn't paying attention, and he knew sure as hell that Ziva wasn't.

Minutes went by and Tony saw Ziva's jaw begin to shiver. She was coming completely unraveled for him. "Abby." Tony spoke up. "You should take McGee on a walk down the shore. It's beautiful at night. The stars here are incredible."

Abby looked at Ziva and smiled as she noticed Ziva's jaw shaking. "Timmy let's go." She leaped out of her seat and dragged Tim with her.

As soon as they were out of earshot Ziva began to convulse and almost hyperventilate. "Oh Z. Do you like this?" He teased her and circled deep inside of her and Ziva let out a strangled whimper.

"Help me Tony. Help me." She chanted to him as waves shot through her body. She dug her nails into his arms.

"Relax. Let it go. Abby will keep Tim away." Tony promised her. Ziva let her body go and she started clamping down uncontrollably to Tony. "Fuck Ziva." Tony almost yelled as her body worked him from deep inside. He pulled her down hard on his lap and came into her with a silent scream as she took everything he had. They both sagged into each other when they had nothing left to give. Tim has brought napkins out with the wine that they put to good use to clean themselves up.

Ziva sagged in bliss against Tony. "How would you feel about Abby watching us sometime?" Ziva asked slyly.

"She just did."

"Not like this. Really watch us?"

"Seriously? We work with her. I don't like anyone else seeing you uncovered. Even Abby. I don't the idea of sharing you."

"Worked with her." Ziva corrected Tony. "I just want her to watch, not participate. I will not share you either. I like how it bothers you to think of sharing me. It makes me feel special. Will you, at least, think about it?"

"We will work with her again. And you are special. I'll think about it. God, before this, that's all I would have been able to think about. What have you done to me Ziva David?" he spoke playfully and squeezed her tight into him. "And whatever you're doing, please don't stop." He buried his face in her neck and inhaled Ziva. He simply couldn't get enough of her.

"I think you should be open to the idea." Ziva continued.

"I think it would be weird. What would she do while she watched us? Masturbate? I don't want to watch Abby get herself off."

"She'd be watching us. You would not be watching her. Maybe she could bring a friend." Ziva offered.

"So we'd just have sex next to Abby having sex with someone else?"

"I have not thought it all the way through." Ziva admitted.

"I'm sure you will." He teased her. Ziva leaned back and let Tony wrap her tight in his arms. He propped his chin on her shoulder and tortured her neck with kisses.

When Abby and Tim returned Ziva was a pile of jelly in Tony's arms. She was as content as humanly possible, and there was no place she'd rather be. Abby smiled and winked at them when she came back onto the porch. She and Tim headed back inside for bed. Ziva needed a few minutes until she could walk again. There was no rush. She was exactly where she wanted to be.

I may post one more chapter today. Good things come in 3's :)