Fic: Silent Greeting
Title: Silent Greeting
Fandom: NCIS
Pairing: Tony/Ziva
Warning/Rating: M
Word Count: 894
Summary: Written for
kink_bingo card prompt, Silence
It had been a long weekend with McGee and Tony could not wait to get home. Why couldn't Gibbs send him on this witness protection assignment with Ziva? Oh yeah. Because they were sleeping with each other. It was bad enough that they had to sit through a reminder lecture about Rule #12 but regardless of their feelings for one another that they each denied repeatedly, they tried to convince Gibbs and themselves that it was a purely physical relationship. Therefore, Rule #12 didn't apply.
Right.
No matter the situation, Tony let out a sigh of pleasurable relief when he walked into his apartment and dumped his bags the moment he saw Ziva standing in the doorway of his bedroom. Just her presence alone would have been nice enough, but the welcoming that she gave - not wearing a single stitch of clothing, was even better.
“I must have been a really good boy on this assignment to be awarded with such a present,” he grinned as he made his way over, for her to just look at him with a fire in her eyes. Unfortunately, he also received another surprise when she slapped him across the face. His hand went up to his cheek in shock. “What was that for?!”
She just looked at him again, grabbing him by his shirt, Ziva pulled him into the bedroom and shoved him onto the bed. Still she said not one word as she pushed him back farther so that she could work on undoing his belt and remove his pants.
“Ziva, not that I don't love this, but I still would like to know why the hell you just slapped me,” Tony said as he tried to help her by getting his clothes off. Instead of an answer, again she reached up and slapped him. It wasn't a hard slap, but it was certainly enough to confuse the fuck out of him. He turned back to her baffled as she stared at him, almost waiting for him to say something else. There was a small, devious smile on her lips as she looked up at him so he knew she wasn't mad but something was definitely up.
He wanted to know but he didn't have much time to think when she returned her attention back to his body, her lips and warm wet mouth surrounding his cock. A low moan escaped his lips but was quickly replaced by a yelp when she dug her nails deep into the inside of his thigh.
Her eyes watched him as she silently worked his hardened cock like it was her favorite lolly pop in the world. Something about the way she wouldn't speak made him just - feel - more. His lips falling open and his eyes glazed over while he watched her, he just let himself go into just feeling. He'll ask her again later - maybe.
Tony's hips gave small, slight thrusts as he could feel himself coming close to letting his load go. Without a release for at least the last week, this was heaven and he couldn't help but feel just slightly like a first timer. Sex with Ziva was always an adventure and she just got to him in ways he never imagined.
When he thought he was about to explode finally, she gave his length one last solid run over with her tongue before standing. All he could see through the haze of his eyes was that smile still on her lips. He was about say something, just for the need to speak, but when she raised her eyebrow expectantly, waiting, he closed his mouth and continued to watch her.
Ziva nodded her approval and had a very sultry way she moved as she joined him on the bed, moving over his body to straddle him. Running her hands over his chest, she looked at him hungrily but as much as she wanted to just take him there, he need a chance to collect himself.
Repositioning herself over him just so, where he could easily see her, she raised herself over him and reached down to finger herself. Still not a word was said and where she would have been vocal on her moaning, all her emotions that had been expressed by sound, Tony could see play across her face. He grinned at the show he was getting, and now knowing that even she was having trouble with remaining so silent. He reached out and the moment his fingers met hers at her core, Ziva's eyes flew open and she let out a surprised gasp when his thumb brushed over her clit.
Tony grinned at her, and managed to laugh somewhat without making a sound. She narrowed her eyes at him playfully before shaking her head. “I tried. Next time I will see if we can last longer without a sound,” she said softly. “But having gone more than a week, I don't think I can stay quite as quiet now...” With that, she held his cock in place before pressing herself over him. Both of them moaned out at the same time, the sound blending together almost like it was their song.
Yes, they would have to try that silent thing again, he thought as his hands ran over her hips. But not any more tonight.
Fandom: NCIS
Pairing: Tony/Ziva
Warning/Rating: M
Word Count: 894
Summary: Written for
kink_bingo card prompt, Silence
It had been a long weekend with McGee and Tony could not wait to get home. Why couldn't Gibbs send him on this witness protection assignment with Ziva? Oh yeah. Because they were sleeping with each other. It was bad enough that they had to sit through a reminder lecture about Rule #12 but regardless of their feelings for one another that they each denied repeatedly, they tried to convince Gibbs and themselves that it was a purely physical relationship. Therefore, Rule #12 didn't apply.
Right.
No matter the situation, Tony let out a sigh of pleasurable relief when he walked into his apartment and dumped his bags the moment he saw Ziva standing in the doorway of his bedroom. Just her presence alone would have been nice enough, but the welcoming that she gave - not wearing a single stitch of clothing, was even better.
“I must have been a really good boy on this assignment to be awarded with such a present,” he grinned as he made his way over, for her to just look at him with a fire in her eyes. Unfortunately, he also received another surprise when she slapped him across the face. His hand went up to his cheek in shock. “What was that for?!”
She just looked at him again, grabbing him by his shirt, Ziva pulled him into the bedroom and shoved him onto the bed. Still she said not one word as she pushed him back farther so that she could work on undoing his belt and remove his pants.
“Ziva, not that I don't love this, but I still would like to know why the hell you just slapped me,” Tony said as he tried to help her by getting his clothes off. Instead of an answer, again she reached up and slapped him. It wasn't a hard slap, but it was certainly enough to confuse the fuck out of him. He turned back to her baffled as she stared at him, almost waiting for him to say something else. There was a small, devious smile on her lips as she looked up at him so he knew she wasn't mad but something was definitely up.
He wanted to know but he didn't have much time to think when she returned her attention back to his body, her lips and warm wet mouth surrounding his cock. A low moan escaped his lips but was quickly replaced by a yelp when she dug her nails deep into the inside of his thigh.
Her eyes watched him as she silently worked his hardened cock like it was her favorite lolly pop in the world. Something about the way she wouldn't speak made him just - feel - more. His lips falling open and his eyes glazed over while he watched her, he just let himself go into just feeling. He'll ask her again later - maybe.
Tony's hips gave small, slight thrusts as he could feel himself coming close to letting his load go. Without a release for at least the last week, this was heaven and he couldn't help but feel just slightly like a first timer. Sex with Ziva was always an adventure and she just got to him in ways he never imagined.
When he thought he was about to explode finally, she gave his length one last solid run over with her tongue before standing. All he could see through the haze of his eyes was that smile still on her lips. He was about say something, just for the need to speak, but when she raised her eyebrow expectantly, waiting, he closed his mouth and continued to watch her.
Ziva nodded her approval and had a very sultry way she moved as she joined him on the bed, moving over his body to straddle him. Running her hands over his chest, she looked at him hungrily but as much as she wanted to just take him there, he need a chance to collect himself.
Repositioning herself over him just so, where he could easily see her, she raised herself over him and reached down to finger herself. Still not a word was said and where she would have been vocal on her moaning, all her emotions that had been expressed by sound, Tony could see play across her face. He grinned at the show he was getting, and now knowing that even she was having trouble with remaining so silent. He reached out and the moment his fingers met hers at her core, Ziva's eyes flew open and she let out a surprised gasp when his thumb brushed over her clit.
Tony grinned at her, and managed to laugh somewhat without making a sound. She narrowed her eyes at him playfully before shaking her head. “I tried. Next time I will see if we can last longer without a sound,” she said softly. “But having gone more than a week, I don't think I can stay quite as quiet now...” With that, she held his cock in place before pressing herself over him. Both of them moaned out at the same time, the sound blending together almost like it was their song.
Yes, they would have to try that silent thing again, he thought as his hands ran over her hips. But not any more tonight.