NCIS ~ I Will Love You Thru Everything

chapter 45 - the HoneyMoon <3

  Dinnng.

The elevator door slowly closed, as the wedding guests all waved and shouted congratulations at the newlyweds.  Tony turned to Ziva, his eyes clearly displaying what he was thinking. He loosened his tie, smiling slightly, and moved closer to her. Ziva went into his arms, loving his gentle hold. She was still wonderstruck that she had even been in a relationship with Tony, and here she was, married to him! Ziva's lips found Tony's, and he held her tighter. "I love you," he breathed. Ziva snuggled into his chest.

The elevator dinged once more. They were to their floor. Holding Ziva's hand, Tony led her to their room. He slid the key card and ushered her in the room. Ziva looked around at the huge room, eyes wide. Her eyes landed on the bed. There, in the middle of the bed, was the largest bouquet of flowers she had ever seen. Dozens of roses, red, pink, and white, all lay tied together. There was a small note attached that read, "No one else on this earth could ever make my world so sweet,". Ziva read it and tried not to cry as she turned to Tony. He laughed at her. "Now is not the time for tears!" he teased her.

Ziva's eyes turned mischievous. "Well," she said playfully, "What is it time for then?" Tony's eyes landed on her fancy dress. "Come over here and let me show you," he invited. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, and he had no sooner finished speaking then Ziva was on top of him. Her arms tangled around his neck, and their lips met. Tony undid the back of Ziva,s wedding dress slowly.

It slid to the floor, and Tony held back an awed moan. Ziva's breathing had quickened, exciting Tony even more.

Ziva teased him by playing with the buttons on his dress shirt. "Quit messing with me, women," he growled jokingly. Ziva's eyes locked on his, her eyebrows raised. "Oh, I plan on messing with you all night long, Anthony Dinozzio," she purred.

Then in one swift motion, not bothering with the buttons, she ripped Tony's shirt off. Buttons flew everwhere. Tony laughed, and ran his hands over Ziva's body. He drew her close, close enough to hear her heartbeat. He kissed his way down her body, drawing tiny gasps from Ziva. Her hands stroked his face gently. Slowly, they began to make love...

                    MORNINGTIME

Ziva's eyes fluttered open. Momentarily disoriented, she began to be aware of her surroundings. Tony's arms were wrapped around her still, the sheets a tangled mess around them. Even tho the curtains were drawn, the sunlight still streamed thru in spots. Tony's face was peaceful, his chest rising and falling while he breathed.

Ziva saved this mental image.

She began to run her fingers over Tony's chest, lightly tickling him. Slowly, he began to stir. He yawned and rolled over, coming face to face with Ziva. He froze in surprise, mid-yawn. Ziva laughed at his startled expression. Loving the sound of her laughter, Tony murmured, "I could get used to waking up to you," . He took in her tousled hair and sleepy eyes as memories of the past night came flooding back. Ziva could tell by the look in his eyes what he was thinking of. Slowly, their lips met once again. "I'm glad we have a whole week left of this honeymoon," Ziva whispered. Tony broke apart from the kiss, still holding her, skin to skin. "Didn't I tell you?" he teased. Ziva looked at him questioningly. "I actually scheduled us to have two weeks off. We leave for Maldives this afternoon - surprise!" Ziva was shocked!

"Wha--" she spluttered. Tony chuckled. "I love you, darling.."

Ziva's eyes closed as Tony began to kiss her once more...