"Naughty" (Doctor Who/NCIS, Amy/Ziva)
Title: Naughty
Fandom: Doctor Who/NCIS
Pairing: Amy/Ziva
Rating: 18/NC-17
Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who or NCIS or any characters featured in this not-for-profit fic.
Summary: A short piece originally written for kink bingo 2011 for the 'spanking' square
Warnings: f/f sexytimes, spanking
"You are naughty," Ziva said looking at Amy over the rim of her wine glass.
"So people keep telling me," Amy crossed her legs, drawing the other woman's eye to them. They were being shown off rather spectacularly but the black mini-skirt she was wearing.
They were sitting across from each other in a quiet corner of the bar. They'd been talking all night. Well, it had started as talking, then became flirting and then became an almost constant stream of suggestive comments.
"I'm sure they do," Ziva sipped her wine.
"And do you know what else they tell me?" Amy leaned closer.
"What?"
"That they like it," Amy grinned with a glint in her eye.
"I have to agree with them. But naughty girls do have to pay a price for their wickedness."
"Oh do tell."
"Whenever I find them, they get spanked."
Amy responded with wide eyes, biting her bottom lip. "Sounds like I'm in trouble then."
"You have no idea." Ziva finished her drink and stood, holding her hand out to Amy. "How about you come with me and you can find out how much trouble you're in."
Amy leapt up, taking the offered hand tightly. "Thought you'd never ask."
The cab ride was too long for their liking.
Ordinarily Amy's eyes would have been on the unfamiliar city outside. But the streets of Washington D.C. went unnoticed by her. There would be plenty of time for sightseeing, right now there was something far more captivating. "The name's Amy by the way," she said with a smile and cuddled up closer with her new friend.
"Pleased to meet you Amy, I'm Ziva."
"Ziva. Ziva. Zeeeee-vah." Amy loved the name and the way it sounded in her accent. Ziva liked the way it sounded when Amy said it too. Amy had this way of filling even her name with sexuality. It took all of her well honed self control to not start ravaging the redhead right there in the back of the taxi. She squeezed Amy's hand and looked in her eyes. She could tell Amy was having the same struggle. There were a few moments that Ziva was sure she was going to pounce on her.
They pulled up outside Ziva's place at last and quickly paid the cabbie before rushing inside, holding hands.
There wasn't a moment wasted. Kissing Amy was like nothing Ziva had experienced before. There was something, some taste that Ziva couldn't quite put her finger on but that she couldn't get enough of.
"Bedroom?" Amy asked breathlessly in a brief moment where their lips separated.
"This way," Ziva said about a minute later when they took another break to breathe. She led Amy into her room, Ziva putting her hand on Amy's chest to stop her resuming their kissing. Amy pouted and gave her puppy dog eyes.
"I think we need more kissing, more kissing now please," Amy said, leaning in again.
Ziva stood firm and shook her head. "Did you forget what you're here for?"
"Oh I know exactly what I'm here for."
"Good," Ziva smiled and sat on the end of the bed. "Then bend over, here," she patted her lap.
Amy laughed. "Are you really going to...?"
"You're a naughty girl Amy, get your ass over here so I can give you what you deserve."
"Yes ma'am," Amy said quietly, tingling with excitement and arousal. She quickly took up position over Ziva's thighs. Ziva ran her fingers up and down the backs of Amy's legs.
"I love your hair," Ziva said.
"It's all natural, carpet matches the curtains."
Ziva delicately lifted the back of Amy's skirt, her behind was covered by dark blue boyshort-style panties. The NCIS agent hooked her fingers under Amy's underwear and slowly pulled them down, leaving them at her knees. "You're a very naughty girl aren't you Amy?"
"You have no idea," Amy looked over her shoulder into Ziva's eyes. Ziva felt a shiver go up her spine and she wondered just what she was getting into here. Amy was almost overwhelming sexy.
Ziva smiled at her, and then spanked her.
Amy gasped, her eyes widened.
"Eyes front,' Ziva commanded and smacked Amy again, harder. The redhead did as she was told. "Naughty." Spank! "Girls." Spank! "Get." Spank! Spank! "Spanked." Spank! Ziva rubbed Amy's buttock, admiring her rear. "And then they get fucked."
"Are you going to fuck me Ziva? Are you going to fuck this naughty girl?"
"That depends." Ziva moved her hand between Amy's legs, her fingertips gliding over warm wet flesh.
"On?"
"How naughty your mouth really is."
"It's very naughty."
Ziva spanked her again.
Amy hissed and moaned. "Oh god yes, harder."
Ziva smacked her other buttock, the loud sound of her hand cracking against Amy's toned ass filling the room. "After your spanking you're going to prove it."
"I'll make you scream my name."
Having kissed Amy's mouth Ziva had no doubt that she would. "How about ten more then you prove it.?
"As long as you make them ten good ones," Amy looked over her shoulder again and grinned, wiggling her behind.
"Count on it." Ziva gave Amy ten firm spanks, eaching one stinging her hand. The redhead's rear had turned a lovely scarlet. When the tenth spank had landed Amy took a few moments to recover before moving off Ziva's lap. She looked at Ziva with pure lust, letting her panties fall to the floor as she stood. She got rid of her skirt too.
Ziva eyed Amy's pussy, as promised carpet did match the curtains, her pubic hair was neatly trimmed into a triangular shape. Amy pulled her top over her head, tossing it on the floor and quickly discarded her bra too. Ziva licked her lips, eyes going up and down, taking in Amy in her naked glory.
"On your back," Amy said. Ziva shifted onto her back and scooched up the bed. Amy quickly unbuttoned and pulled down Ziva's jeans, taking her panties with them. Ziva let the redhead get in between her legs, looking down at her. Amy wet her lips with her tongue,
"You have a really nice pussy," Amy said. She leaned forward a little. "You're so wet."
"That would be your fault."
"You're blaming me? You're the one that gets horny spanking girls she picks up in bars," Amy laughed then leaned in, putting her mouth to work on Ziva's sex.
Ziva gasped and moaned as Amy's mouth lived up to it's promise. She spread her legs wider, Amy taking a hold of her hips to try keep her steady.
Amy was talented and enthusiastic, she seemed to instinctively know just where to lick and when to suck. At the exact right moment, just as Ziva was about to beg for it, the redhead slid two fingers into her.
Using her fingers and mouth Amy brought Ziva to climax and true to her word as she brought the Israeli to climax she was screaming Amy's name over and over.
Amy moved up, getting on top of Ziva and kissed her on the lips. Ziva tasted herself on Amy's mouth. "So," Amy said, between kisses, "was that naughty enough to earn a fuck?" Both Ziva's hands were on the redhead's rear, squeezing and massaging.
"Oh yes, a lot of fucking, and a lot of spanking," Ziva smacked Amy's right buttock hard.
"Then fuck me," Amy purred looking her new lover in the eyes.
Fandom: Doctor Who/NCIS
Pairing: Amy/Ziva
Rating: 18/NC-17
Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who or NCIS or any characters featured in this not-for-profit fic.
Summary: A short piece originally written for kink bingo 2011 for the 'spanking' square
Warnings: f/f sexytimes, spanking
"You are naughty," Ziva said looking at Amy over the rim of her wine glass.
"So people keep telling me," Amy crossed her legs, drawing the other woman's eye to them. They were being shown off rather spectacularly but the black mini-skirt she was wearing.
They were sitting across from each other in a quiet corner of the bar. They'd been talking all night. Well, it had started as talking, then became flirting and then became an almost constant stream of suggestive comments.
"I'm sure they do," Ziva sipped her wine.
"And do you know what else they tell me?" Amy leaned closer.
"What?"
"That they like it," Amy grinned with a glint in her eye.
"I have to agree with them. But naughty girls do have to pay a price for their wickedness."
"Oh do tell."
"Whenever I find them, they get spanked."
Amy responded with wide eyes, biting her bottom lip. "Sounds like I'm in trouble then."
"You have no idea." Ziva finished her drink and stood, holding her hand out to Amy. "How about you come with me and you can find out how much trouble you're in."
Amy leapt up, taking the offered hand tightly. "Thought you'd never ask."
The cab ride was too long for their liking.
Ordinarily Amy's eyes would have been on the unfamiliar city outside. But the streets of Washington D.C. went unnoticed by her. There would be plenty of time for sightseeing, right now there was something far more captivating. "The name's Amy by the way," she said with a smile and cuddled up closer with her new friend.
"Pleased to meet you Amy, I'm Ziva."
"Ziva. Ziva. Zeeeee-vah." Amy loved the name and the way it sounded in her accent. Ziva liked the way it sounded when Amy said it too. Amy had this way of filling even her name with sexuality. It took all of her well honed self control to not start ravaging the redhead right there in the back of the taxi. She squeezed Amy's hand and looked in her eyes. She could tell Amy was having the same struggle. There were a few moments that Ziva was sure she was going to pounce on her.
They pulled up outside Ziva's place at last and quickly paid the cabbie before rushing inside, holding hands.
There wasn't a moment wasted. Kissing Amy was like nothing Ziva had experienced before. There was something, some taste that Ziva couldn't quite put her finger on but that she couldn't get enough of.
"Bedroom?" Amy asked breathlessly in a brief moment where their lips separated.
"This way," Ziva said about a minute later when they took another break to breathe. She led Amy into her room, Ziva putting her hand on Amy's chest to stop her resuming their kissing. Amy pouted and gave her puppy dog eyes.
"I think we need more kissing, more kissing now please," Amy said, leaning in again.
Ziva stood firm and shook her head. "Did you forget what you're here for?"
"Oh I know exactly what I'm here for."
"Good," Ziva smiled and sat on the end of the bed. "Then bend over, here," she patted her lap.
Amy laughed. "Are you really going to...?"
"You're a naughty girl Amy, get your ass over here so I can give you what you deserve."
"Yes ma'am," Amy said quietly, tingling with excitement and arousal. She quickly took up position over Ziva's thighs. Ziva ran her fingers up and down the backs of Amy's legs.
"I love your hair," Ziva said.
"It's all natural, carpet matches the curtains."
Ziva delicately lifted the back of Amy's skirt, her behind was covered by dark blue boyshort-style panties. The NCIS agent hooked her fingers under Amy's underwear and slowly pulled them down, leaving them at her knees. "You're a very naughty girl aren't you Amy?"
"You have no idea," Amy looked over her shoulder into Ziva's eyes. Ziva felt a shiver go up her spine and she wondered just what she was getting into here. Amy was almost overwhelming sexy.
Ziva smiled at her, and then spanked her.
Amy gasped, her eyes widened.
"Eyes front,' Ziva commanded and smacked Amy again, harder. The redhead did as she was told. "Naughty." Spank! "Girls." Spank! "Get." Spank! Spank! "Spanked." Spank! Ziva rubbed Amy's buttock, admiring her rear. "And then they get fucked."
"Are you going to fuck me Ziva? Are you going to fuck this naughty girl?"
"That depends." Ziva moved her hand between Amy's legs, her fingertips gliding over warm wet flesh.
"On?"
"How naughty your mouth really is."
"It's very naughty."
Ziva spanked her again.
Amy hissed and moaned. "Oh god yes, harder."
Ziva smacked her other buttock, the loud sound of her hand cracking against Amy's toned ass filling the room. "After your spanking you're going to prove it."
"I'll make you scream my name."
Having kissed Amy's mouth Ziva had no doubt that she would. "How about ten more then you prove it.?
"As long as you make them ten good ones," Amy looked over her shoulder again and grinned, wiggling her behind.
"Count on it." Ziva gave Amy ten firm spanks, eaching one stinging her hand. The redhead's rear had turned a lovely scarlet. When the tenth spank had landed Amy took a few moments to recover before moving off Ziva's lap. She looked at Ziva with pure lust, letting her panties fall to the floor as she stood. She got rid of her skirt too.
Ziva eyed Amy's pussy, as promised carpet did match the curtains, her pubic hair was neatly trimmed into a triangular shape. Amy pulled her top over her head, tossing it on the floor and quickly discarded her bra too. Ziva licked her lips, eyes going up and down, taking in Amy in her naked glory.
"On your back," Amy said. Ziva shifted onto her back and scooched up the bed. Amy quickly unbuttoned and pulled down Ziva's jeans, taking her panties with them. Ziva let the redhead get in between her legs, looking down at her. Amy wet her lips with her tongue,
"You have a really nice pussy," Amy said. She leaned forward a little. "You're so wet."
"That would be your fault."
"You're blaming me? You're the one that gets horny spanking girls she picks up in bars," Amy laughed then leaned in, putting her mouth to work on Ziva's sex.
Ziva gasped and moaned as Amy's mouth lived up to it's promise. She spread her legs wider, Amy taking a hold of her hips to try keep her steady.
Amy was talented and enthusiastic, she seemed to instinctively know just where to lick and when to suck. At the exact right moment, just as Ziva was about to beg for it, the redhead slid two fingers into her.
Using her fingers and mouth Amy brought Ziva to climax and true to her word as she brought the Israeli to climax she was screaming Amy's name over and over.
Amy moved up, getting on top of Ziva and kissed her on the lips. Ziva tasted herself on Amy's mouth. "So," Amy said, between kisses, "was that naughty enough to earn a fuck?" Both Ziva's hands were on the redhead's rear, squeezing and massaging.
"Oh yes, a lot of fucking, and a lot of spanking," Ziva smacked Amy's right buttock hard.
"Then fuck me," Amy purred looking her new lover in the eyes.