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"I'm freezing." Ziva said. She and Tony had both sprinted from his car to her apartment but were soaked nonetheless. She shivered as she kicked off her sodden shoes in the hallway. She hated to be cold, and drenched by the rain was not her favorite type of wet.

"I can help you with that." Tony said. Ziva looked at him and felt desire flood her body. Soaked to the bone, he'd never looked better. She peeled off her sopping clothes and they landed with a splat on the carpet.

"Three weeks," was all she said.

"Three weeks." He replied.

They stood for a moment staring at each other, a little unsure of where to start. Tony watched her, trying to gauge what she wanted. Slowly Ziva moved her hands to her thighs and then up to cup her breasts. She smiled at him. Grinning, he stepped closer. He understood. She was the one in control. Fine by him.

Still clothed Tony knotted his hands in her hair and kissed her with the frustration of the past weeks behind it. Not losing contact with his mouth Ziva unbuttoned his shirt and tugged it off. She loved the taste of him and the feel of his skin under her hands.

She broke off his kiss with a sigh. Tentatively she placed her mouth on his collarbone and kissed his damp skin. She sighed and placed another kiss lower.

Tony halted her with his hands on her shoulders. "Stop Ziva," If she went any farther he wouldn't be able to contain himself.

Ziva gave a little laugh and pulled back. She'd done it on purpose. She tugged on his waistband. "I suppose you'd like me to take these off?"

Tony nodded. She pushed his pants down, her hands lightly grazing his exposed skin. He held his breath, and she laughed again as she pushed him towards the bathroom.

Ziva bent over the edge of the claw foot tub and turned on the water.

"Not too hot. You'll burn something." Tony teased.

"You plan on being exposed that long?" Ziva quipped. Their pre-dinner romp had left her charged. Her whole body beat with lust. She had been ready all night and the sight of him sopping wet was making her crazy. She stuck her hand palm up into the flow of water and let the warm drops collect. Satisfied with the temperature, she pulled Tony in after her. She presses her pelvis to his to block him from the heat of the spray.

Ziva kissed him hard. Her breasts skimmed his chest as he ran his hands roughly over her. She enjoyed the feel of his touch on her skin for a moment but she was not in the mood for slow.

Ziva broke off his kiss. "My turn." She said. She hated to admit it to herself but she couldn't wait anymore than Tony could. She pivoted, and braced herself with her forearms against the wall, legs wide. She looked back at him and blinked water out of her eyes.

The sight of her willing body was all it took. In one move he was in her. She let out a moan of satisfaction as he began to move with in her.

Ziva tipped her pelvis to let Tony reach her front wall. Instinctively his moved his hand to her front to encourage her. Their breathing deepened as they continued their assault on each other's bodies. It wasn't long before the warm edge of her orgasm spread throughout her body. Her scream reverberated off the walls and the sound pushed him over the edge. Tony let go. He came with a deep groan. He felt her grab him forcibly with her muscles and squeeze, draining him as she came again.

Throat raw, Ziva gave him a small shakey kiss. "Worth the wait, yes?"

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Tony couldn't sleep again and it had everything to do with Ziva. His mind churned, not with worry but wonder. He flipped on his side and watched her sleep. Naked, the light from the street glinted off her Star of David. He smiled and slung his arm across her hips.

They'd spent every night together in the past three weeks. He couldn't bring himself to sleep in the room where she had nearly died at the hands of her brother. Neither of them could. In fact, Adam David's blood still stained the carpet.

Tony was in the market for a new place and until then Ziva had let him stay with her. He had to admit he wasn't in a hurry to move out, although he suspected Ziva didn't reciprocate the feeling. He'd wanted to ask her to find a place with him but before he could, she suggested he take an apartment coming open in her building. He agreed.

Aware of his presence Ziva stirred. "What is it?"

"Nothing."

She flipped onto her side and snuggled against him. Feeling his body rigid against hers she said, "That doesn't feel like nothing." In the darkness she slid her right leg up over his hip. "Slowly."

They kissed softly. Tony ran his hands over her back and her bottom. Almost painfully slow she guided him into her.

She rocked against him gradually building in intensity until he heard her suck in her breath. She screamed in unison with his groan.

"Tony? Tony?"

Ziva was met with a soft snore. "Figures." She kissed him and went to sleep.

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Ziva was the first to wake, as always. She still had her leg over Tony's side. Silently and stiffly she removed her it and lay on her back. She stretched, blinked and sat up. She was always quick to shake off the fog of sleep. The clock on the nightstand read 445. She contemplated staying in bed with Tony and decided against it. Time to get up and do your own thing. You'll be happy you did.

Ziva rose without waking him. Some mornings Tony managed to drag her back to bed and they both had to rush not to be late to work. Not this morning. She dressed in her gym clothes, washed up and came back to give him a quick kiss before she left.

Tony was sitting up. "Come back to bed."

Ziva sat down and kissed him lightly on the lips. "Tomorrow."

"That would be nice."

"I was thinking-that fight we had-" She said.

"The one that saved our lives?" Tony asked, referring to the night that her brother had tried to kill her. He'd almost forgotten the shouting match they'd had. Who would have thought he'd actually had to plead with a woman for a date.

"Yes." Ziva said. "I was thinking, do you still want to go out?"

"On a date?"

"Yes."

"Dinner and a movie?" he asked cheerfully.

She laughed. "I'll let you pick."

The laughter left his voice and he looked at her seriously. "I love you, you know."

"I know." Ziva said. "I…" She paused, the words stuck in her throat. "I'll be back this afternoon." She kissed him again before she left.

Her apartment door clicked behind her with a whisper. In the darkened hush of the hall she heard her own voice breathe, "I love you too."

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