Sigh. I'm still procrastinating. :( This is short, sweet and to the point. I hope. :)
Their most recent fight in the elevator left them standing inches away from each other staring into each others eyes waiting for the other to make the first move.
It ends up being Ziva who gives in first.
When Tony first feels her lips against his he doesn't know how to react. When he does, it's amazing. It's complete bliss. For a total of about four second.
When they pull away, both of their eyes are partially shut, reveling in the moment.
"What was that for?" Tony whispers, not entirely sure he wants to hear the answer.
Ziva flips the switch on the elevator causing it to jump into motion, "To hold us over until we are both ready."
The doors open to the bullpen, but before she can run to her desk and back to reality, he grabs her arm and pulls her back.
He breathes her name, "Ziva", then leans in and kisses her on the cheek, "I'm ready whenever you are.
I wanted their fight to take place in the men's room, but I couldn't make it fit the story. Oh well. Review.