So here's a short little excerpt from my new Tiva fic! (the one involving Truth questions, whiskey and Skittles lol :P) I hope you girls like it! I might post the whole thing once it's done :)
'By this point in the game, both agents were tipsy and could feel their inhibitions floating out the window.
Ziva screwed up her face in disgust as she downed the vile mixture.
"Ugh, whiskey and Skittles were never meant to be consumed together," she groaned. Tony laughed.
"That's the point," he said. "It's supposed to make you want to answer the question instead of suffering through that poison." He indicated the shot glass in which the whiskey had began to take on the Skittles' murky mix of colours. Ziva pulled a face.
"It is my turn," she said, kicking her feet up onto the desk. "When did you lose your *hic* virginity?"
Tony's expression was one of surprise.
"Ooh, good one. Cindy Lawrence, freshman year of college. Blonde, teacher's aide. I wonder if she's out of rehab yet," he mused out loud. Ziva chuckled. "Okay well what about you, Miss Dah-veed?" he questioned, grinning. A mischievous smirk crossed her face as she reached forward and took another shot. Tony looked disappointed. "Awww," he pouted. "You're no *hic* funnnnn! Why won't you tell me?"
This time, he noticed a scared flicker of uncertainty in her eyes. He decided not to press the matter. "Alright then. Different question. Have you ever had sexual fantasies about someone at work?" he grinned, imagining her thinking dirty thoughts about McGee, or Gibbs...or Abby. Now that one he wouldn't mind hearing about.
Ziva prayed that he wouldn't notice the faint blush creeping up her neck. Tony couldn't know that she in fact had them all the day. Why, half the time he caught her daydreaming at work, her head was filled with heated fantasies about the two of them. There was the one where they were undercover again, the one where they were stuck in the elevator, the Christmas mistletoe one, the New Year's kiss one, the one where they were snowed in in a small log cabin and had to share body heat...
The more she went through them, the more far-fetched they got.
"Yes," she settled on. Tony raised his eyebrows, intrigued, and tapped his fingers together like Mr. Burns from The Simpsons.
"Oh really?" he smirked. "Do tell."
"That was not part of the question," Ziva said deviously. Tony sunk in his chair and pouted.'
Heh. So I do realize it's very OOC, but you know what? They're drunk. (ish.) So be it. xD ^_^
And it does get heavier for some parts, but I didn't want to give the whole story away, so I just shared this light little fluffy section. What do you girls think? :D ♥
'By this point in the game, both agents were tipsy and could feel their inhibitions floating out the window.
Ziva screwed up her face in disgust as she downed the vile mixture.
"Ugh, whiskey and Skittles were never meant to be consumed together," she groaned. Tony laughed.
"That's the point," he said. "It's supposed to make you want to answer the question instead of suffering through that poison." He indicated the shot glass in which the whiskey had began to take on the Skittles' murky mix of colours. Ziva pulled a face.
"It is my turn," she said, kicking her feet up onto the desk. "When did you lose your *hic* virginity?"
Tony's expression was one of surprise.
"Ooh, good one. Cindy Lawrence, freshman year of college. Blonde, teacher's aide. I wonder if she's out of rehab yet," he mused out loud. Ziva chuckled. "Okay well what about you, Miss Dah-veed?" he questioned, grinning. A mischievous smirk crossed her face as she reached forward and took another shot. Tony looked disappointed. "Awww," he pouted. "You're no *hic* funnnnn! Why won't you tell me?"
This time, he noticed a scared flicker of uncertainty in her eyes. He decided not to press the matter. "Alright then. Different question. Have you ever had sexual fantasies about someone at work?" he grinned, imagining her thinking dirty thoughts about McGee, or Gibbs...or Abby. Now that one he wouldn't mind hearing about.
Ziva prayed that he wouldn't notice the faint blush creeping up her neck. Tony couldn't know that she in fact had them all the day. Why, half the time he caught her daydreaming at work, her head was filled with heated fantasies about the two of them. There was the one where they were undercover again, the one where they were stuck in the elevator, the Christmas mistletoe one, the New Year's kiss one, the one where they were snowed in in a small log cabin and had to share body heat...
The more she went through them, the more far-fetched they got.
"Yes," she settled on. Tony raised his eyebrows, intrigued, and tapped his fingers together like Mr. Burns from The Simpsons.
"Oh really?" he smirked. "Do tell."
"That was not part of the question," Ziva said deviously. Tony sunk in his chair and pouted.'
Heh. So I do realize it's very OOC, but you know what? They're drunk. (ish.) So be it. xD ^_^
And it does get heavier for some parts, but I didn't want to give the whole story away, so I just shared this light little fluffy section. What do you girls think? :D ♥