ZIBBS - 'Not too sweet, not too sour.'
Story: Not too sweet, not too sour.
Fandom: NCIS
Ship: Zibbs
Rating: M
Summary: Gibbs watches Ziva eat a bunch of strawberries and compares her to them.
Disclaimer: I do not own the show... sadly...
Chapter: 2/3 ( Chapter 1/3)
Chapter 2.
Walking out of the elevator, he noticed she had brought strawberries again - two packs this time.
She must have seen him staring, must have thought he was hungry. He was - hungry for her. Even the thought of her eating the delicious berries made his mouth water with anticipation.
Sitting down at his own desk, he realized she was looking at him. Her beautiful brown eyes mirrored the smile on her face as she picked up one of the boxes and put it on his desk.
'I thought you might need some vitamins, too.', she said and sat back down on her own desk.
She wasn't scared of his reaction, more afraid that what she might see would not be what she expected.
If she had looked, she would have seen a smile on his face. A smile that he showed rarely. It wasn't really because of the box of strawberries, more because his young agent had turned away so fast. It showed that she clearly meant more by the gesture than she led on. She didn't just try to feed him, she tried to find out something.
Obviously he hadn't been very discreet with his desire the day before, staring at her, licking his lips as if he were a dog lusting over a bone.
For some reason he wasn't sure if he should let her know. He wasn't sure if it was appropriate to tell her how he was lusting over her, not her strawberries. It could destroy their whole relationship.
'Thanks, Ziver.'
The use of her nickname made her feel a little more comfortable, but she still felt slightly tense at the thought of what she might find out today. He either loved strawberries a lot, or he kinda felt attracted to her. Either way, she wouldn't be clueless anymore.
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At lunchtime, Ziva started unpacking her strawberries and slowly began to eat. Besides that, she kept throwing small looks his way, checking if he still stared at her or if her concentrated on his food.
He tried to, he really really tried to keep his eyes on the berries, but no matter how much strength he put into it, his body ached to watch his beautiful, young agent eat hers.
Keeping his eyes on the red fruits until he had finished them, his strength slowly left his body.
'Screw this', he muttered barely audible and got up from his desk. 'Ziva, my office. NOW.'
He made his way towards the elevator, Ziva following closely behind.
Once they were inside and the metal box had begun moving, Jethro slammed his hand on the emergency stop button.
Ziva had watched him eat his strawberries and since he had shown no obvious interest in her, she thought her instincts must have been wrong. He had obviously only had a craving for some fruits.
When he turned to her, slightly out of breath, she was surprised to see his eyes shining with lust.
'I don't really like strawberries.', he said, waiting for her to say something in return.
She didn't know how to follow that statement and when he realized she wasn't going to answer, he took a step closer to her, put his hands on both sides of her hips, and kissed her passionately.
The young agent was more than just surprised and needed a moment to return the kiss.
It didn't take long for the kiss to become more heated and their hands began to roam each others bodies.
He had eaten the whole box of strawberries, but she could still taste the coffee on his lips. In return, he could taste strawberries on her lips, even though she hadn't even gotten halfway through her box. She must have had one of those smoothies earlier.
When his lips started trailing down her neck he could not only hear her moan, he could feel the vibration against her throat.
Her hands had found their way into his soft, silver hair, holding him close to her a moment longer, even though she could already hear his phone ringing.
They broke apart only moments later, so he could take the call. When it became clear that their current case would have to take priority to their new found attraction, he hung up the phone, kissed his Ziver one more time and then let the elevator go back up to the bullpen.
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Gibbs and Ziva had left in a hurry, after the boss had eaten his strawberries in a speed that would have any other person choke on at least one berry. Ziva had been all but discreet about spying on Gibbs and hadn't even gotten halfway through her box because of it.
Tony and McGee had only looked at each other from time to time, wondering why their colleagues were acting so weird. When the boss had gotten up and ordered Ziva to the elevator, she had obviously done something wrong, though the two other agents would probably never know what.
They had kept working and even found out some interesting things about a suspect. With the new information they had called Gibbs, twice without answer and when he had finally answered he seemed out of breath and not very interested.
The elevator opened again only moments later, releasing an angry boss and a messy-haired Ziva. What the hell happened in there? Tony and McGee thought simultaneously, looking at each other for a second.
'What do you got, Dinozzo?'
'Ehm... We found out where the suspect lives.', Tony said, handing Jethro a piece of paper with the address on it.
'Alright. Dinozzo, take McGee and bring in the suspect. Ziva and I still have to discuss something... in the conference room... don't interrupt!'
And just like that, Gibbs and Ziva left the bullpen to have a 'discussion' in the conference room. The real conference room this time. Jethro imagined that the table might prove useful.
TBC
Fandom: NCIS
Ship: Zibbs
Rating: M
Summary: Gibbs watches Ziva eat a bunch of strawberries and compares her to them.
Disclaimer: I do not own the show... sadly...
Chapter: 2/3 ( Chapter 1/3)
Chapter 2.
Walking out of the elevator, he noticed she had brought strawberries again - two packs this time.
She must have seen him staring, must have thought he was hungry. He was - hungry for her. Even the thought of her eating the delicious berries made his mouth water with anticipation.
Sitting down at his own desk, he realized she was looking at him. Her beautiful brown eyes mirrored the smile on her face as she picked up one of the boxes and put it on his desk.
'I thought you might need some vitamins, too.', she said and sat back down on her own desk.
She wasn't scared of his reaction, more afraid that what she might see would not be what she expected.
If she had looked, she would have seen a smile on his face. A smile that he showed rarely. It wasn't really because of the box of strawberries, more because his young agent had turned away so fast. It showed that she clearly meant more by the gesture than she led on. She didn't just try to feed him, she tried to find out something.
Obviously he hadn't been very discreet with his desire the day before, staring at her, licking his lips as if he were a dog lusting over a bone.
For some reason he wasn't sure if he should let her know. He wasn't sure if it was appropriate to tell her how he was lusting over her, not her strawberries. It could destroy their whole relationship.
'Thanks, Ziver.'
The use of her nickname made her feel a little more comfortable, but she still felt slightly tense at the thought of what she might find out today. He either loved strawberries a lot, or he kinda felt attracted to her. Either way, she wouldn't be clueless anymore.
ZibbsZibbsZibbsZibbs
At lunchtime, Ziva started unpacking her strawberries and slowly began to eat. Besides that, she kept throwing small looks his way, checking if he still stared at her or if her concentrated on his food.
He tried to, he really really tried to keep his eyes on the berries, but no matter how much strength he put into it, his body ached to watch his beautiful, young agent eat hers.
Keeping his eyes on the red fruits until he had finished them, his strength slowly left his body.
'Screw this', he muttered barely audible and got up from his desk. 'Ziva, my office. NOW.'
He made his way towards the elevator, Ziva following closely behind.
Once they were inside and the metal box had begun moving, Jethro slammed his hand on the emergency stop button.
Ziva had watched him eat his strawberries and since he had shown no obvious interest in her, she thought her instincts must have been wrong. He had obviously only had a craving for some fruits.
When he turned to her, slightly out of breath, she was surprised to see his eyes shining with lust.
'I don't really like strawberries.', he said, waiting for her to say something in return.
She didn't know how to follow that statement and when he realized she wasn't going to answer, he took a step closer to her, put his hands on both sides of her hips, and kissed her passionately.
The young agent was more than just surprised and needed a moment to return the kiss.
It didn't take long for the kiss to become more heated and their hands began to roam each others bodies.
He had eaten the whole box of strawberries, but she could still taste the coffee on his lips. In return, he could taste strawberries on her lips, even though she hadn't even gotten halfway through her box. She must have had one of those smoothies earlier.
When his lips started trailing down her neck he could not only hear her moan, he could feel the vibration against her throat.
Her hands had found their way into his soft, silver hair, holding him close to her a moment longer, even though she could already hear his phone ringing.
They broke apart only moments later, so he could take the call. When it became clear that their current case would have to take priority to their new found attraction, he hung up the phone, kissed his Ziver one more time and then let the elevator go back up to the bullpen.
ZibbsZibbsZibbsZibbs
Gibbs and Ziva had left in a hurry, after the boss had eaten his strawberries in a speed that would have any other person choke on at least one berry. Ziva had been all but discreet about spying on Gibbs and hadn't even gotten halfway through her box because of it.
Tony and McGee had only looked at each other from time to time, wondering why their colleagues were acting so weird. When the boss had gotten up and ordered Ziva to the elevator, she had obviously done something wrong, though the two other agents would probably never know what.
They had kept working and even found out some interesting things about a suspect. With the new information they had called Gibbs, twice without answer and when he had finally answered he seemed out of breath and not very interested.
The elevator opened again only moments later, releasing an angry boss and a messy-haired Ziva. What the hell happened in there? Tony and McGee thought simultaneously, looking at each other for a second.
'What do you got, Dinozzo?'
'Ehm... We found out where the suspect lives.', Tony said, handing Jethro a piece of paper with the address on it.
'Alright. Dinozzo, take McGee and bring in the suspect. Ziva and I still have to discuss something... in the conference room... don't interrupt!'
And just like that, Gibbs and Ziva left the bullpen to have a 'discussion' in the conference room. The real conference room this time. Jethro imagined that the table might prove useful.
TBC