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i heard you burnt yourself again
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Posted on October 1, 2018 at 09:18:41 PM by ziva

ZIVA


her comment on standards brought forth a laugh from the brute and ziva could only raise a brow at him. did he wish to test her on her claim? she’d been bluffing - ziva didn’t have enough experience with other males to have much by way of standards - but it meant she could toy with him. make him think her standards were something unreachable and have to work to meet them. it’d be fun to see just how hard he’d work to impress her and ziva certainly wouldn’t mind watching him for eternity. “well, i look forward to seeing you try to meet mine then.” she winks at him. “i think morals are the sort of things to be abandoned for a night or two and you’re enough to make any lady lose hers.” ziva smiles coyly. “wouldn’t you say?” idal certainly knows he’s attractive and he flaunts it. he knows exactly the power his appearance has.

“i must agree. you do look exquisite from my point of view. but they do say that everyone looks better at night.” ziva can see idal perfectly, just as she might during the day, but he doesn’t have to know that. if she’s the first tempest he’s met then there’s no reason he’d have prior knowledge of it. idal meets her eyes with his equally intense blues and shrugs slightly at him. a chuckle courses through him and ziva decides that she quite likes making the knight laugh. perhaps he’s laughing at her, but she’d like to think he’s laughing at what she’s saying rather than her as a varg. ziva isn’t known for being the most fun ever, but she does try. granted, she isn’t trying now, but that won’t stop her from taking satisfaction in it. laughing is usually a good sign, right?

“you should be careful, miss ziva. Even big girls sometimes bite off more than they can chew.”

“lucky for me, i’m not big.” is she hoping for a growth spurt as she gets older? absolutely. but the comment feels appropriate for the time. “so i think i’ll save that worry for later.” really, ziva has no idea what she’s getting into by tangling with idal. she doesn’t understand just how much he’ll affect her and she certainly doesn’t take their bond into consideration. she thinks she’s much more in control of the situation and her heart than she is. whether this is in youthful naivety, denial, or because of her hormones is up to the reader.

“if this were winter, that kind of talk could get us in trouble…” his wet nose skims the edge of ziva’s ear and her heart leaps into her throat, eyes widening in surprise. she understands his implication, but ziva can’t say she’s entirely opposed to the idea. quite the opposite actually. warmth pools in her stomach at his words, and the hot air on her aud aren’t helping. ziva won’t give herself over so easily though. if idal wants her he’ll have to prove it to her first. ziva is many things, but easy is not one of them. she’ll play his game, continue with the heated flirting, but she won’t let him take her. no, that will have to wait until one of them can’t take it any longer. ziva is in this games for the long run. is idal? “though i might get into more trouble than you. is your daddy the protective type?” the brute runs his chin over the tip of his ear, inching it down until she feels him nuzzle the top of her head. it’s almost a tender gesture. if you saw the two from afar, you might even assume it a purely innocent interaction. but based on his flirting, the gesture means more than that. and for ziva, who’s never had anyone aside from her parents do anything like that, it’s intoxicating. she’d refrained from touching him until now, but now that contact has been made she can’t get enough of it.

“and if he is?” she hates herself for moving even closer to idal, but she can’t stop herself either. “does that scare you?” her father is incredibly protective of his family. ziva can’t imagine that he’d approve of this meeting. god save anyone who dares cross him or hurt any of his children. “he doesn’t have to know about you.” a thrill runs through ziva at the thought of keeping this to herself. “is a secret relationship too much for you, idal?” she purrs, rubbing her head against his chest, craving contact. “i think it makes this more fun, don’t you?”

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