Gibbs/Ziva fic: Never There

Romance/Hurt/Comfort

M Rating

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Ok, last chap of this little dity and I must admit... I'm quite proud of this one and that's saying something... here it is :)

Chapter Three

Gibbs cursed to himself as he stared at the ceiling. He gave up on calling Ziva roughly an hour ago. She was obviously going to teach him a lesson and boy, he was learning. He should have just pushed past that lawyer, hell he should have left on time. He pulled at his binds, knowing that it was pointless, he'd already tried... trust him to piss off the ex-Mossad officer.

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Ziva stretched as she set a book down, she had read most of it, but now she was bored... there was only so much 'How To Build A Boat' you could take in, in one go. She stood and rearranged the cushions on the sofa to her liking. She walked into the kitchen and a smile graced her face as she got herself a glass of water. She downed it then looked at the clock on the wall.

'' Huh, it has been two hours... Oops.'' she said slowly before walking out of the kitchen and up the stairs in stealth mode.

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'' I'm an idiot... It's just hit me like a ton of bricks, I'm an idiot, I really am.'' said Gibbs, he jumped out of his skin as he saw Ziva's shadow.

'' Stop feeling so sorry for yourself Jethro... it is your own fault.'' she said with her arms folded across her chest.

'' Ziva!'' croaked Gibbs. Ziva smirked and leant on the door frame.

'' Miss me?'' asked Ziva, eyeing up his erection, she grinned as it twitched.

'' Ziva-''

'' I am impressed Jethro, you have managed to keep it up for two hours.'' said Ziva walking into the room. She walked over to him and she checked his binds.

'' Straining against your binds will not do you any good Jethro, it will just hurt.'' Gibbs' erection twitched as his senses caught Ziva. He long hair brushed over his bare chest as she stood. She moved to undress herself and she grinned as she heard Gibbs pulling at his restraints, she was torturing him and he wasn't happy about it.

'' Ziva!'' called Gibbs, Ziva stopped what she was doing, leaving herself with just her underwear on and she left the room. Gibbs growled and pulled at his restrains more and was surprised when she came back almost immediately. His forehead creased as he frowned, then she showed him the tape and tore off a piece with her teeth and put it over his mouth, a glare freezing him temperarily so she could place it on him without any trouble. She grinned as he glared at her and she carried on with her strip tease, remembering to throw her panties his way. She walked over to him and straddled his chest.

'' You need me.'' said Ziva stating the oh so obvious. Gibbs would have raised an eyebrow if he wasn't in so much trouble.

'' You need me so much it hurts.. do you hurt Jethro?'' asked Ziva. Gibbs narrowed his eyes at her for a second before nodding. Ziva moved off of him and knelt in between his legs, the tip of her nose just brushing his sensitive head, making him moan.

'' Everybody needs help to get along, yes? You cannot always do it on your own... there is only so far you can get before you need a hand.'' said Ziva, as she said that she had moved back to straddle Gibbs' waist and a hand had travelled down and she had begun to stroke herself. She watched Gibbs as she touched herself, she noticed how he watched and she felt his blood rushing and his heartbeat. She let her head fall back as she neared her peak and she moved her hand faster and her fingers deeper. Gibbs strained even more, brushing Ziva's hand, making her fingers completely disappear. She moaned and with one more final thrust, she came. She watched him as she recovered, he watched her through eyes darkened by lust and desire. He watched her as she inspected her fingers.

'' They are not even wet... I bet that if you had done it I would be calling your name, that I would be soaked...'' said Ziva, she looked down and used her other hand to wipe a bead of sweat from Gibbs' brow.

'' I tried to make it on my own, but there was an empty feeling... there still is. It would feel alot better if you did it... if you were there.'' And there it was, Ziva wasn't torturing him, she was teaching him. He looked up at her again to see her eyes shimmering with unshed tears.

'' Now you need me, granted this isn't life changing but still... why should I Jethro? By rights I should be at Abby's eating ice cream, I should be at Ducky's crying on his shoulder. Tell me Jethro... why should I help you? Why?'' asked Ziva a tear falling down her cheek, she gently removed the tape from Gibbs' mouth so he could answer her question.

''... I don't know... I really don't Ziv.'' said Gibbs, a lump in his throat. Ziva wiped the tear away.

'' Let me tell you... I love you and no matter what you do or say, I always will. I will always have your back. I will always pull you out of any mess you get in. I will always go to hell and back for you, even with you. I will always regard you as that someone special in my life,'' she bent down and he blinked back tears as one of hers fell onto his cheek, ''and I will always forgive you.'' Gibbs felt a tear escaping his closed eyes as she whispered the last part, the realisation of him almost loosing Ziva finally hitting him. She loved him no matter what and she still wasn't going any where. He looked up at her and she wiped his eyes before wiping her own.

'' Ziva?'' whispered Gibbs, Ziva smiled down at him.

'' I'm so sorry.'' he whispered, Ziva nodded and bent down so her mouth was just above his ear.

'' I know.'' She sat up and undid the binds around his wrists and ankles, knowing that he wouldn't move until she said he could. She climbed up beside him and rest a small hand on his face.

'' Jethro?'' The marine looked at his lover, the tears still in his eyes.

'' I love you Ziva... let me prove it... let me make love to you.'' Ziva smiled and kissed the tip of his nose. Gibbs sat up and moved himself and Ziva, he straddled her and pressed a tender kiss to her lips, before leaving a trail of kisses from her mouth down to her belly button, his hands always touching and caressing whatever they could reach. After kissing her for what seemed an age, Ziva gently called his name and he moved so his forehead was resting on hers and he gently slipped inside of her, making her gasp. Her eyes locked with his and after a small kiss Gibbs began to move. One of Gibbs' hands moved to find hers and they held onto each other. Gibbs' other hand travelled and settled behind Ziva's head, cradling it, her free hand came to rest on his face, her thumb caressing his cheek. As they reached their peaks, Gibbs kissed Ziva gently and she moved her mouth to where his ear was. All Gibbs could hear was her panting in his ear before she whispered something, that made his face screw up as more emotion took over, just before they came together.

'' I forgive you.''