Dream

He watched as she came up from the pool, her long, brunette hair cascading down in back in wet waves. He couldn’t help but feel his heart skip a beat at the sight of her. He always found her to be an attractive woman, but he knew nothing could come from them.

Gibbs rule number twelve, never date a coworker. That is why he never made any advanced toward her, or his other coworker, Abby.

“Hello McGee,” Ziva smiled at him as she walked up to him. She grabbed the towel tossed on the lounge chair beside her, and wrapped it around her body.

“Hey Ziva, uhm, Gibbs just called to check up on things.”

“Oh did he?” Ziva asked, flipping her flip flops back on and grabbing her clothes. “I was not aware.”

“Yeah, I-I took care of it,” Tim mumbled, following her back up to the hotel room they were sharing.

Ziva noticed how uncomfortable McGee was feeling, so she remained silent until they reached the hotel room.

“Timothy,” Ziva started, turning around to face her coworker. “You do not have to be so, uncomfortable, around me. We are both adults, we both know how to behave when on the job.”

“W-What are you…”

“I know you’ve been watching me McGee,” Ziva whispered, a husky tint coming into her voice. “I know you’ve always wanted me. Truth be told, I want you too, but I don’t want to compromise the team.”

She pushed Tim onto the bed, and removed the towel wrapped around her, leaving her in the skimpy, yet tasteful two piece bikini. Tim couldn’t help but look over the curvy panes of her stomach and arms.

“So I’m going to make you a proposal. We let whatever happens in this room happen. Afterward, we can just act as if nothing had happened. Tony, Abby, not even Gibbs will need to know.”

“I can’t do this Ziva. Yes I’m attracted to you, but I can’t do this.”

“Really Tim, like I said, we’re both adults. It’s okay to have a fling occasionally. We wouldn’t be the first coworkers to do it. Remember Jimmy and Li?”

“Y-yes I d-do remember that. That’s why I am saying t-this is a-a bad I-idea.”

“Come on McGee, I know you want it, just like I do.” Ziva whispered, moving to straddle his waist with her legs. His breath hitched as she laid her body over his, feeling just how soft her skin really was.

“Z-Ziva,” Tim whispered as she reached up and started unbuttoning his shirt. She smirked as she ran her hands over his torso, stopping just below his navel and going back up to his shoulders. He let his breath out in a shutter as her face moved to muzzle his neck.

“Just let it happen Timmy,” she whispered, moving her face to where her mouth covered his own. “You know you want it.” Tim couldn’t hold back anymore, so he slammed his mouth against hers, barely registering she was taking off his shirt the rest of the way. He reached up and untied the string holding her bikini together, letting his hands roam down her sides and to her hips.

“Like that, yes,” Ziva moaned into his mouth, feeling her breathing become heavier and more labored. Tim moved his head back and reached for the bottom of her bikini, but suddenly a noise started blaring from somewhere.

“Do you hear that?” McGee asked Ziva.

“Hear what?” Ziva asked in reply, pulling him forward again. Just as their mouths met, McGee jerked awake by the sound of his alarm clock.

Running a shaky hand over his sweating face, he looked around as though he had no idea where he was.

“Whoa,” he muttered, shaking his head. A few minutes later, he decided a cold shower was in need, so he got out of bed, grabbed his suit for work, and went into the bathroom. After his shower, he got dressed and stopped for a cup of coffee.

“Good morning McGee,” Ziva greeted Tim like normal. Tim swallowed thickly before giving her a rushed hello in return before throwing himself into his chair.

“What’s with McGeek?” Tony asked, leaning back into his chair and turning to face Tim.

“Nothing,” Timmy shrugged. He shook his head, and as Gibbs walked in, announcing a dean body, he realized that he was foolish to worry about a little dream, and he went on about his day as if it never happened.