Five Seconds to Spare-NCIS
Title: Five Seconds to Spare
Fandom: NCIS--my first
Author: writingherhope
Words: 298
Rating: G
Summary: Minor Spoilers from Jet Lag…just a little speculation.
A/N: Written for ; prompt “Catch”.
She walked with him from the outdoor café toward the moped they had waiting for them when he caught her hand in his, caressing the back of her hand with his thumb and continued to walk as if he had done nothing.
Standing on the plane waiting for word from Gibbs, he watched her walking his way. Smiling he thought of all he wanted to do. Ziva cocked her head to the side, narrowing her eyes at him, “What is it Tony?”
His smile turned mischievous but still kept a sweet edge, eyes twinkling as his head moved forward. Ziva stood still watching his face move closer to hers, “Tony.” Her voice was soft but warning.
He shook his head, “Just getting a piece of lint.” He chickened out.
In the bullpen after lying about their sleeping arrangements, he stood in front of his desk smiling, “Grab a bite to eat?”
She nodded, grabbing her things and walking with him to the elevator. The doors closed and they stood in comfortable silence, her hand reached for his this time, grasping softly. The numbers on the display told them the doors were about to open, she stepped forward, slowly releasing his hand. Tony grabbed her pinkie finger with his and wrapped her hand back up in his, pulling her back to him. Chest to chest, no air between them, and five seconds before the elevator doors would open; he didn’t chicken out this time. His mouth found hers, giving her no time to move. His tongue caressed her bottom lip in promise of something more.
He pulled away, smiling as the door opened, walking out leaving Ziva standing in the elevator shocked. “Come on, Zee-vah.” He chuckled at the fact that he was able to catch her off guard.
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