Friday, February 7, 2014

Hubba, Hubba...

So I borrowed the picture above from Rebecca's blog earlier in the week because of both Nick and Ziva's strong reaction to it, but if you want to see the fleshies Z's huffing and puffing over, check out Wednesday's flash.  :)


“Hubba…”  Ziva leaned over Nick’s shoulder and made a conscious effort to hold back the drool as he far too quickly scrolled through pictures of near naked hotties.

“Oh Lupa, I’m blind … shoot me, rip my eyeballs out!  Damn Mooney, why the hell would he even have these pictures on his computer?


“Really?  When did you turn into an old man?”

“What?!”  She feigned ignorance. “Keep going, would ya.”

“One day you’re puking your guts out and the next you’re ogling naked men.”

“So, your point is?”  Ziva nudged the touchscreen on Nick’s laptop with her finger to see the next eye-popping graphic.  “Yeah, that’s the stuff.” She grinned at the shot of Officer Tom’s delectably large weapon and Ewan modeling that lovely bit of material.

“Down girl.”  Nick’s pout nearly sent Ziva into a fit of giggles.  She finally felt good, like herself again, only a stronger, sexier and definitely hornier version of herself.


“I don’t know if I should be bothered by your sudden interest in other males or taking advantage of my good fortune that you’re with me and obviously aroused.”

“Definitely the latter, big boy.”  Ziva slid on to Nick’s lap, licked his lips then ground her hips right over his.  “In fact, I think you need to take total advantage of me before whatever voodoo your step-momma laid on me wears off.”

Nick grabbed her hair and pulled.  He dragged her head back, sending tingles of aroused joy from the roots of her hair to her tightly furled nipples.  “Consider yourself debauched.”


Ziva sucked in breath after breath, unable to keep the smile from her face.  “I’m going to have to thank Mooney for those pictures.”

“I’ll thank him for you,” Nick heaved.

“No you won’t, you’ll bite him or chase him or somehow harm him.”

“I.Would.Never … to my sweet, baby brother?”

“Yes, you would,” she teased, reaching for the laptop now sitting on the floor next to the bed.  “Does
Mooney say where he got these picture to begin with?  I find it unlikely that he and Tom have that kind of relationship.”

“No.  Maybe they’re Marissa’s.”

“Maybe, but they’d have to be recent and both Tom and Ewen look younger in these shots.  Plus, I think Mooney would be scuffing and howling if Marissa had recent buff shots like this on her computer.”

“Dear Lupa, let’s hope that’s not the case … I really don’t want to have to talk that beta down right now.”  Nick’s hand coasted slowly up her leg, headed in definitely the right direction. “I’d rather talk you into going down…”

“Smooth, McMahon, smooth.  Oooh, check out the foodie pic … dayum that is a sweet ass, all taunt and supple, good for biting.”

Nick reached around and batted her hand away from the screen where she’d started fondling the digital ass in front of her.  Who knew pregnancy hormones could be so potent. 

“I didn’t want to have to do this, Z, but check out this stranger’s selfie Mooney included … what a dumb-ass.  At least your man’s not so dopey.”

Ziva checked out the selfie in question, prepared to tease Nick into a few selfies of his own, but she was struck silent by the picture in question.  No, her current lover wasn’t dopey enough to do this, but her first lover was indeed that dumb.  In fact, the picture staring back at her from Nick’s laptop was taken right after, Tark - what a stupid fake name, had relieved her of her virginity.  That was her lion poster in her bedroom.

And now she was back to puking.  “Move, gah, move.”   

“Fuck, Z, are you okay?  Was I too rough?”

“No…” Snot, tears and puke all erupted from her at the same time and there stood the love of her life, holding her hair back worrying he’d done something wrong. “No, Nick, you’re perfect.  Can I ask a favor – without getting the third degree?”

“Anything, Ziva, you can ask me for anything.”

She could, she knew that, but she owed him the truth about so many things.  Soon…

“Please find out where Moon, gah, Mooney got those pictures.”



Stop by next week for Valentine's in Talbot's Peak.  There will be flashes, fun and give-a-ways!  So be prepared to tell us about your best, or worst, surprise on V-day for a chance to win.

Have a great weekend!



Savanna Kougar said...

Omygosh, talk about ruining a sexy interlude... with the past staring at you from the computer screen. But so glad, overall, Ziva is hormonally happy now.

Serena Shay said...

No kidding! But better a Selfie than a full blown video moment! lol

Yep, Ziva's starting to feel better...Nick's pretty happy about that too! ;)

Savanna Kougar said...

Yeah, a full blown video would be worse! Definitely.

I'm going to work on my V-Day Flash Scene for our Valentine Week of giveaways. Hopefully, anyway, given so much of life is not cooperating... argh!

Pat C. said...

Shot of old boyfriend, and "first" to boot. Yeah, definite mood-killer. Maybe he has a beer gut by now.

I wrote my V-Day flash this morning. Nyah.

Serena Shay said...

I'm thinking the town would be all a twitter if Ziva were caught in flagrante delicto on the Taltube... Or maybe not. ;)

Serena Shay said...

A beer gut...huh, maybe. Or...maybe he's aged well and grown out of the selfie behavior. Who knows what might happen if he strolled back through town on say V-day and just happened to be eating at the same place as Nick and Ziva. ;)

Lucky! I'm not quite there yet, but working on it! hehe