Paris

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Zivas POV

I stared across my desk to my partner Tony DiNozzo. I longed for him,I longed for his touch,his lips on mine,and the feeling of hands on me. I wanted to pull him closer and tell him I love you Tony but we are co-workers. Tony looked up at me and I looked into his green gaze. "What Zi". I snapped out of my day dreaming. "Oh sorry...I was just....thinking". "About what". "You....um no I was thinking about....um a movie". "What movie". "No Strings Attached". "Ziva we both know that that is not what you where thinking about. What was it really". "Maybe you will find out if you come to my apartment later tonight". "Ok".

2 hours later 8:00pm.

"Go home,all of you". I grabbed my stuff and headed for the elevator with Tony. "You coming McGee". "No". "Ok". Tony and me stepped into the elevator. Tony slapped my butt and I jumped from surprise. "What are you doing Tony" I really didn't mind,he could . "What I was just messing with you". I punched him on the chest and the elevator door opened. "See you in 30 minuets".

30minuets later Zivas apartment

I was sitting on the couch in my grey sweat pants and Ncis hoodie. I heard a knock at the door,I shot up and went to the door. I opened the door and Tony was standing there with a bottle of wine wearing his grey sweats and his Ncis hoodie. "I guess we had the same idea when we changed" Tony said as I let him in. "Yea I guess so". Tony slapped my but again and I jumped. "Stop that". "I was just messing but it sounded like you liked it. Maybe I could play with you a little more". "You wish". "Come on babe,one more time" he said as he walked off to the kitchen with the wine. I slapped his butt hard before he got into the kitchen then ran off to the living room. He came back out with 2 glasses of wine. "Thanks" I took the glass. I did not feel like sitting on the couch so I just back up against the wall and slid down until my butt hit the floor. Tony sat next to me and we clinked our glasses together. "So what were you really thinking about earlier". "Paris...you" when I said that the images from Paris flashed through my head. "Really...that was not what I expected you to say". "What are you thinking about right now". "If you still look as good naked as you did then". A smile formed on my face and I punched him in the arm. "You want to find out" I blurted out on accident. I covered my mouth with my hands and put my head in between my legs an started to laugh. "I can not believe I just said that out loud". "Me nether". I looked up from my hands and at Tony. He had a big smile on his face and his eyes said "you are crazy". "You are so crazy Ziva but that's what I love about you. But the the thing is that I can't find one thing about you that I don't love. I love your smile,your hair,the way you mess up sayings,how you always look beautiful no matter what crap you have been through,and just the way you laugh and giggle just makes me smile". He sat down his wine glass and wrapped his arms around my waist. He kissed the side of my head and whispered in my ear. "I never want to let go of you Ziva". "Then don't". "But I have to if I want to kiss you" he let go of my waist and cupped my face. Our lips met,I had forgotten what it felt like to kiss Tony DiNozzo. It was nice. I pulled away and smiled at him. I put my head on his shoulder and we both fell asleep after that.

5:00am Wednesday

I woke up on my living room floor with Tony still sleeping behind me. He had his arms around my waist and his face buried into my back. One of his hands had moved up my shirt and was on my stomach. I rolled over to face him. "Tony wake up" I said as I moved closer. I kissed him and his eyes flew open. I pulled away and he smiled at me "morning beautiful". "Good morning Tony,how did you sleep". "With you next to me,I slept perfect". "Well we have to go to work". "Ok. I will see you at work sweet cheeks". Tony stood up and headed for the door. "Wait" I grabbed his arm and pulled him back to me. "I don't get a kiss before you leave" I said as I pulled him closer. He kissed me then...

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