"Your word as always Ziva is yours. At any time it's yours to use should you feel the need. There will be no ramification should you do so. Never forget that." Gibbs let his finger trail along the satin of her jawline.
Ziva lifted her eyes to meet his. "I trust you Jethro you know this. Whatever we choose to do next doesn't change that."
Nico stepped just a bit closer, more a shift of his body rather than true movement. "I would never ask of you Ziva anything I didn't believe you capable of."
"I do trust you Jethro even when it seems I do not."
"You have been honest about your concerns Ziva that is nothing to be ashamed of." He stepped close enough to tug gently at the collar around her neck. "This, seeing you wear it all day is a sweet madness Ziva. Knowing you're mine in every way. Even more knowing you feel no need to hide it. Eventually someone will recognize it for what it is. Does that worry you?"
Ziva shook her head firmly. "No. I savor the way you love me Jethro. All the ways you show it, I did not know I would and yet I find that it something I needed even before you brought me to it." Her breathing was becoming more erratic, her skin burned against the fine cotton of her slacks and her bare feet pushed into the carpet craved movement. The briefest glance at Nico told her he saw the faint shift of her body as she tried to censure that need.
"Gibbs may I?" Nico looked toward Gibbs knowing he saw the need that fairly glowed around her. A Simple nod from the other man and Ziva's eyes snapped to his. "Remove your blouse and slacks Ziva, please."
Ziva rolled her shoulders before reaching for the hem of her shirt. In a fluid motion it was on the floor, joined quickly by her slacks. She waited not quite as patiently as she might have liked trembling not from fear this time but anticipation.
"Fucking beautiful Gibbs." And she was, trussed up in black satin and lace. The bra and panties were meant to tease and delight and so they did. Still he was grateful when Gibbs stepped behind her and released the clasp of her bra sliding it away to the floor. Quickly the panties followed.
"That she is, looking back now I'm not sure how I resisted her for so long." The faintest hint of air made its way from her throat and still that iron will of hers had her holding still just as he'd instructed. "You make speak freely Ziva."
"I need more." With Gibbs standing behind her she couldn't guess his reaction to her words. But before her Nico had a sensual smugness about him.
"Of course you do Ziva. And you'll have it when we're ready." He saw her fight the instinct to rebel, the annoyance that flared quickly snuffed out and damn if didn't make him even harder.
Gibbs let his mouth trail a wet kiss along the line of her shoulder. "I want you Ziva and so does Nico. We both want you, in the same moment. But only if you believe it's something you can handle."
For a moment she felt confusion, she'd had them both already but then the image of just how they would fit together snapped into her mind. She couldn't fight the hard breath she took or the way her hands gripped the shoulders of the man standing in front of her. "I have never.." she shook her head feeling the silken slide of her hair across her back it further inflamed the desire coursing through each and every nerve.
Gibbs was surprised and yet not. For all her worldliness Ziva still had her innocent secrets perhaps that is why he felt the need to push her so much. "Then tonight perhaps we'll just push other boundaries. You're body needs time for that type of play. "
"Yes sir." As she spoke the rough pads of Gibbs fingers traced across the tops of her shoulders. Her fingers bit into Nico's shoulders and his eyes watched her with a look that told her he knew more about her than she might have guessed.
"She's very tactile Gibbs. The roughness of your fingers, her hair loose against her spine even the way my hands are resting on her hips. They're all sensual to her, nearly as erotic as more intimate touches."
"I'm aware. It's why you grew you're hair so long isn't it sweet Zi? Because you like the feel of it in a man's hands, clenching pulling the way it slides through my hands."
"Yes." She chuckled softly. "I like different textures, different touches the way now and then you…hold me tighter than normal. Even before we were intimate there were moments when you would touch me in a way that.."
"You like the rough edges Ziva, when Gibbs is a few steps beyond gentle or maybe even rough. That's a good thing for Gibbs to know. It's part of the man you're coming to know." Gibbs threw Nico a look that had him grinning. "Even now he is annoyed that I would tell you that."
Ziva turned in Nico's arms hissing out the unexpected rush of pleasure as he pulled her tight against him. "Jethro?"
"I will never hurt you Ziva, I've promised you that."
Against the bare skin of her backside Nico gave her no relief. His body held her tight against him his hands rested low on her hips fingers pushing into her skin. "Do you think a rough hand from you could scare me Jethro? I am a smart woman I know the difference between rough sex and abuse. Last night that rough hand spanked me was I afraid of you then? No I was aroused and though I might have been surprised by it I am not ashamed. I am yours, to do with what you will. Because I love you, because I trust you I can be all the things you need. When you're ready."
Gibbs met Nico's eyes above the crown of her head and offered a silent thank you. The dance he and Ziva were doing was beautiful but fraught with the dangers that came with this type of relationship. One step forward and another back, she was unsure and then it was his turn. Yet above it all they remained both of them trusting in each other. "In time Ziva we'll both be ready for more for now I need you to undress first me then Nico."
Ziva was grateful both men had stepped out of their shoes, socks jackets and weapons before coming upstairs. Her hands were trembling with a mix of nerves and anticipation as she slipped Jethro's belt and slacks off. His shirt and boxer briefs quickly followed. She began to touch his chest when Gibbs took her wrists in both hands.
"No Ziva, Nico next."
The same process followed this time with Gibbs watching as she pushed Nico's shirt off his shoulders. The last piece of clothing between them hit the floor. From behind her she felt Gibbs' fingers delve between her legs. Hot and wet her body clenched tight around the two fingers he pushed inside her. She swayed even with her hands on Nico's shoulders when she watched his hand with deliberate intent trail down her body. His fingers slid through her curls, passing over slick skin until two of his own fingers pushed past her senses and joined with Gibbs'. She sagged against him causing their fingers to push deeper. She cried out a sound without articulation that left her weak as the nerves in her body flared to life.
The feel of those fingers reaching deep stretching her tight had her breath coming out in short breaths. Their voices drifted across her raining erotic phrases she wasn't prepared for.
"You're body loves the way we're touching you Ziva. " Gibbs felt himself tremble when she shivered against him.
"Hot and wet Ziva dripping into our hands. Makes me want to slide my cock inside you, not sure whether I want this tight pussy or your mouth. Last night was amazing and I want it again very soon." Nico both heard and felt her whimper at his words.
A thumb slid across her clit even as someone's fingers slid, dampened by her own wetness, into the tight hole of her backside. "Fuck," The word was drawn rough and dirty from her throat on a growl of need. She almost asked for more but then a second finger joined the first. Hands working inside her body, thrusting without the gentleness she might have expected, the thumb pushing hard into her clit all of it had her keening out a need she hadn't known before. Then Nico's mouth claimed hers and Gibbs teeth sunk roughly into her shoulder.
Gibbs recognized the moment she broke apart. Her body clenched impossibly tight around their fingers, flooding them with warmth and wetness a physical reassurance that they were pleasing her. His cock lay hard and urgent between her buttocks. His hands bit hard into her hips as he fought the urge to sink into the tightness of her ass. He doubted she was ready despite the eager way her body had grasped at the two fingers he pushed inside her.
Nico smiled at Gibbs as Ziva fell into them panting and dripping with need. "I think she can take more than you think Gibbs."
Ziva felt Gibbs startle against her even as he staggered them to the edge of the bed. He hadn't realized he spoken rough words of wanting her out loud. Vulgar they had slipped from his mouth as his cock had brushed against her. Far from turning off they had further inflamed her senses. "Do you have condoms?"
Nico nodded. "Of course." Pulling away he caught Gibbs' nod and moved to the nightstand by the bed. Pulling out a bottle of lubricant and two condoms just in case he stepped back to them.
Ziva was still breathing heavily when Nico took his place in front of her once again. Gibbs started to move and she pressed back against him. "No I want both of you, now tonight."
"Ziva…I don't want to hurt you." Gibbs felt her head turn her mouth capture his in a kiss before her breath whispered against his ear.
"But it burned so good, I want more."
"Dammit Jethro, you are one fucking lucky man." He slid the condom on ensuring it fit before watching in fascination as Ziva slid her hand up and down the length of his cock.
"Please." She didn't recognize her own voice lost in feeling as Gibbs lost his better nature and she felt the cool slide of lubricate against her bottom. The position could have been awkward or embarrassing as she lay with her back against Gibbs' stomach instead all she knew was the powerful rush of lust as the crown of his cock pushed into her sliding with a burning rush of pleasure. He was moving slow for her safety and despite the caring that went into the deliberate pace she pushed back against him until he sank fully inside her. She felt his limbs shaking almost painfully with the careful way he held her.
"Fucking hell Ziva."
His curse had her mewling out sounds she didn't recognize. Lightning ticked at every inch of her skin, it was both too much and not enough as he continued swearing beautiful words of frustration as he pressed kisses against her neck.
Her eyes flew to Nico's as his fingers stole through her weeping folds. "Are you certain Ziva." His only answer was the rough thrashing nod she gave as his fingers pushed inside her. She was sweating her body trembling against Gibbs a carnal picture of beauty as he watched her body pull at his fingers. Grasping his hips he watched her eyes fly wild and almost incoherent to his. Gibbs' hand's had wrapped around to both hold her in place and pull at her nipples. Slowly Nico let his cock just breach her, pushing in only slightly. It would likely drive him mad but if the physical reality of the moment was too much he would pull away. Her body pulled tight at him drawing him deeper even as her arms wrapped around his shoulders.
Gibbs knew the moment Nico was fully inside her. The muscles driving him mad drew even tighter, her breath rasped out in a maddening cry of satisfaction and his own body lost its own fight for control as he felt her coming apart around him.
Never had Nico come so quickly from being inside a woman. Ziva wrapped around him grasping at him with arms, breaths and silken skin driving him past the point of clarity until he almost couldn't' breathe. The lust that raged from him was intense and not as gentle as he wanted, as he thrust again and again inside her.
Ziva knew nothing but sensation. The hot burn of Gibbs locked deep in her ass, the tremble of their muscles, the near invasion of Nico's body inside hers, the taboo nature of three becoming one. It all drove her into a sensual madness that barely left her able to breathe. The dim lighting of the bedroom flared into bright colors drenching her vision. Heat and sweat slid across her body as the two men thrust inside her and every inch of her skin felt the shaking aftermath of multiple orgasms too intense to allow her to move freely on her own.
Only the slight bite of pain as they slid form her body allowed her to notice the way they drew her up on the bed. Or the way the sheet slid across her skin. Hot warmth thoroughly wiping away the stickiness between her thighs almost broke through her heady slumber but then the pleasant darkness claimed her.
Gibbs lay tightly against Ziva as he watched Nico move to leave the room. "If she wakes up and you're gone she won't understand. She'll feel hurt."
Nico paused after throwing on his sweats. "And that doesn't bother you?"
Gibbs shook his head savoring the way Ziva tucked against him in her sleep. "It's who she is, what she will need and I knew that before all this. I accept who she is as she accepts me." Gibbs knew Nico was still reluctant and yet the man slid into the bed on the other side of Ziva. Nico couldn't quite meet his gaze. He understood that, the other man had done this before but not with Gibbs. And as brothers in war it touched on something close to awkward now that the high had worn off.
Gibbs had expected it even if Nico hadn't. Just as he knew that it wasn't just Ziva that would need to wake up reassured that last night was not something to regret. Gibbs could have worried over that thought but the worry wasn't there. Instead he let the steady ebb of flow of Ziva's breathing lull him to sleep.