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giadin-a · 3 months

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Some NCIS doodling collection

#illustration #my art #fan art #fanart #ncis #tony dinozzo #ducky #ducky mallard #timothy mcgee #mcgee #ziva david #tony x ziva #tiva

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ncis-yp · 1 month

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Texas, State. (Tony DiNozzo x reader) [SMUT]

You laid on the couch reading a book. Tony laying close to you on the couch. He periodically looked at you. As if instinctually making sure you were okay. His baby girl.

He remembered first meeting you. Shy, smart, you loved movies, successful, or on your way to success, you had what he wanted. Not to mention, drop. Dead. Gorgeous. Once he started making a move he realized your sexual tension was through the roof. Intoxicating. But he soon learned you were mainly a talker and would rather be on the bottom, or bent over. Even when it came to him eating you out, you were incredibly shy, and nearly refused to let him eat because you were petrified of tasting bad, or not being cleanly shaven, or maybe he just didn’t like yours.

Tony took your virginity almost a year ago. You were only 20 and he was turning 35. You were very anxious, but Tony made you feel comfortable, he made sure he showed you gentleness, he took his time and made sure he payed attention to you movements or anything that showed too much pain or discomfort. Hes been working on helping you get comfortable with squirting, especially on his face and chest while he finger fucks you.

“(Y/n)” he says. You look up, big doe eyes glossy.

“Yeah babe?” You say. Tony began moving up to you pulling you off your elbow and onto your back. He memorized the book page before he began kissing you. He started with soft, sweet kisses, holding your hip with one hand. “What’s all this, hm?” You giggle quietly.

“Nothing” he peppers your neck with a few kisses. You moan lightly.

“Liar” you say. You feel him smile against your skin. He moves his knee, parting your legs. You moan again.

“Fine. It’s because I want you” he whispers in your ear. He grins as you twist at his words. “Mhm, that’s right, (y/n).” He trails a finger down to your core. He stopped, making your groan in his ear. “What is it hm? Tell me what you want” he whispers in your ear, lightly licking it.

“You” you say almost breathlessly. “Please”

“Tell me, what do you want me to do? Move my hand to where you want it (y/n).” He encourages you. You grab his hand and guide it into your shorts. He groan at the feeling of your wetness on his hand. “Fuck (y/n). You’re so wet.” He teased your folds.

“Mmhmm” you hum as you press his finger into your hole.

“Oh you want me to fuck this tight pussy?” You nodded. He pulled off your shorts. His dick painfully hard in his pants. “This beautiful, tight, pussy” he says kissing your core making you moan lightly. “So, (y/n), you want me to put my hard cock in that tight, little pussy hole? Stretch you out?” He questioned as he kissed your pussy. You nodded.

“Please” you managed as he licks you, looking up at you from between your thighs.

“Please what?”

“Please fuck me”

“Where? Fuck you were, (y/n)?” He continued licking you. Flicking his tongue over your clit.

“In this tight pussy” you grind your hips in his face. He pulled his pants and boxers off in one go. His cock sprung out. Thick and veiny. All yours. He pulled you closer to him. He positioned himself at your entrance. He leaned forward and kissed you deeply and sweetly.

“Ready?” He whispered in your ear. Without warning you wrapped your legs around him and pushed his dick inside you. The two of you moaned at the feeling. Tony’s dick filling you up. He began thrusting slowly, allowing the two of you to adjust before speeding up and chasing your climax. He began speeding up, kissing you as he fucked into you.

He trailed kisses down your body, leaving small hickey’s and love bites on your neck and collar bone. You moaned and began squirming underneath Tony. He was concentrated, he was at the brink of coming, but he was on a mission.

“Babygirl, I can feel you tightening. Try not to stop me okay?” You nodded. “Just try to relax and let go for me. Can you do that?” He smiled reassuringly. You nodded. He sped up, angling to hit deeper. His hand flying to your clit. He rubbed it in small and precise circles. You were writhing under him at the point, nails digging into back, mouth agape in pleasure as you moaned into his ear.

“Fuck” you moan. “Fuuuuck Tony” you grin onto him, feeling a wave of ecstasy flow over you as your squirt out on him.

“There we go” he says. He continues to fuck, making your arch your back and lose control of your body as you cried out in pure pleasure as you sprayed him. “God (y/n)” he remarked pulling out and coming on your stomach, jerking himself out all the way, moaning your name as he shot cum all over you. “You are such a good girl” he praises. You smile widely.

“I squirted” you say excited.

“What’s that pretty girl?” He asked wiping you down with some baby wipes.

“I squirted!” You repeated happily.

“Yeah you did baby, I’m so proud of you!!” He kissed you, he stood up and picked up. “Let’s go get cleaned up and cuddle”

“Yeah, we have a case to finish” you say as he sets you on the bathroom counter.

“I know you wanna go home, baby. You miss our bed” he says turning on the water. You nodded.

“Good thing it was a hotel couch” you giggle.

“Oh yeah?” He chuckles kissing your puffy lips.

A few moments later the two of you lay in the hotel bed. Cuddled up together, Tony held you and spoke softly.

“I love you, (y/n)” he says.

“I love you too Tony”

“I want you to know that I will do anything for you” Tony speaks aloud.

“I will do anything for you” you reply. “No fire is too hot to walk through if you were on the other side”

“Damn (y/n)” he says quietly. “So you’d marry me then?”

“Yes. In a heartbeat” you respond.

“Marry me”

“I will”

“Promise?”

“On my grave” the held you closely.

“Mrs. DiNozzo”

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tonyandzivauk · 11 months

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Tony & Ziva Caps: Season 10 Episode 22

#NCIS #Tony Dinozzo #Michael Weatherly #Tony Dinozzo Picspam #Ziva David #Cote de Pablo #Ziva David Picspam #Gibbs #Mark Harmon #McGee #Sean Murray

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karishmaniazkilam · 1 month

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#michael weatherly #anthony dinozzo #tony dinozzo #ziva david #mark harmon #agent gibbs #ncis #mcgee #timothy mcgee #cote de pablo #sean murray

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toonbibiana11 · 4 months

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SNOWS IS SO ALL LOVE GOOD KEEP GO ONLY I AM VERY HAPPY SOMETIME. ❄️🌨️ MOLLY AND OLLIE.

LOVE.💘

#the ghost and molly mcgee #digital art #mcgee #artwork #oliver #digitalart #feelings #drawing #christmas #fanart digital

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n-c-i-s-quotes · 2 months

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#69

“Tick, tick, boom McHurry, what is it with you and the clock?”

#dinozzo #mcgee #ncis #21x02

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earanemith · 3 months

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Promises made: Chapter 2

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Chapter 2: Pen and Paper

Eli was annoyed when Officer Tuvia left his office. He had big plans in place for Ziva, missions she was vital for. He had finally been able to convince the new director at NCIS, Leon Vance, an old friend, to send his daughter back to him. The recently deceased director Jenny Sheppard had been a big pain. Being to loyal to Ziva to care for the politics of not sending her back. After Ziva's first year at NCIS he tried and get her back but being stonewalled every time. He had wanted his best agent back for some time. And now this, when he finally had her back. He had read the reports. Knowing officer David was off duty and should have let the active agents and police handle it.

He had been surprised when Officer Tuvia tried to go against him on behalf of Ziva. He remembered her as skinny young girl, playing with both of his daughters, always seeming to hang around. He never would have thought she would become as good of an officer as she had. There was however a big flaw he now found out, having hoped with the years apart that it would have faded. Loyalty. The wrong kind of loyalty not to country but to a friend. Another person with too much loyalty to Ziva not to their country.

Even though the hour was late he placed a call to Officer Hadar. Telling him he needed to be assured word of Ziva being in the hospital would not get out. Make sure that little detail would be erased from the reports both the one from officer Tuvia as well as from the ones form the police. Just as well as any mention from any news outlet that a Mossad officer had been involved in any way shape or form with the drive by. Having already send a couple of agents to deal with the perpetrators was enough.

Right before he finally left for the night he left a note for his secretary to inform the hospital to contact them when his daughter woke up. For he could not spare the time to go to the hospital. She was in a coma after all, and would not notice him not being there. Further it would not look good for the director of Mossad to spent his time in the hospital. Their enemies might get the wrong idea's. Thinking him old and ill. And trying to uproot everything he worked for. No, duty came first.

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Late at night working on his boat, only the working light on Gibbs tried to work out his frustration. He did not like being blindsided by Leon Vance like that. With one short meeting, an ever shorter list of orders he lost his team.

Something that Gibbs would never admit to anyone out loud was that his team brought great comfort to him. After all the hurt and pain in his early life he could not deny that every single one of those kids meant something to him. That was one of the big reasons he had come back after his brief stint in Mexico.

Tony, Tim and Ziva. When the games Leon was playing had finished he would get them back where they were supposed to be. Having been lost deep inside of his thoughts something made him snap out of it. Looking at his phone for the time he saw it was time to go.

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The first email from Abby and McGee had finally gotten through. Just like he'd thought, they had responded almost immediately to him. Something to do with his clearance level and the internet. Believing the young marine who'd finally helped him out Tony did not. The marine probably believed Tony to be bad with computers since he seemed to dumb down the way he talked after he asked Tony to type in his password to unlock the laptop so he'd be able to look at it.

Fine, Tony thought, as long as things worked right now he did not mind being viewed as a bit of a luddite. Still no email from Ziva. Why had he agreed not to call her, he was itching to do that right about now. Wanting to hear her voice, talk to her, get his head on straight. The first case on board had not been an easy one. A lot of suffering, a marine who went home just a bit more broken than before. He needed his friend to talk him through it. Finding out how much for granted he had taken her silent support the past years. Abby would not be an option. McGee would try to understand but in the end he would not fully, for the side of Tony he didn't let anyone see was the one needing the venting, the emotional release. Ziva, he needed Ziva, he needed his best friend.

"You cannot email me Tony" She'd said. Not trusting her email wasn't being watched. Even the secure and secret one she would email him from.

Not really realizing what he was doing until the first words were written down. He'd taken up a pen and paper and had started to write. Actually write a letter, a bit old fashioned maybe. As he poured all his thoughts out on the paper he hoped Ziva would appreciate his effort. Knowing her love for ready books he hoped it also extended to handwritten letters. For the first word he'd written was her name. Addressing the letter to her.

'Ziva,

Look at me, actually writing with pen and paper. Isn't that something a dashing fellow would do in one of your Israeli romance novels? Just as this.

I miss you.

Yes I know. Me, admitting to missing you. It's been close to two weeks. I still haven't heard from you. '

For a moment resting the pen, hoping that writing everything as if she'd answer him would help. He picked the pen back up and continue writing the letter, everything he needed to share with her. With her name and after the rest of the letter a new habit had formed.

Each time his head was full and he needed to share what he couldn't with McGee, each time he thought of her and all the things he'd wanted them to do and discover together, he wrote.

These letters could never be send out. Tony would make sure to save them all and once he would get back to NCIS keep them with him. One day, when Ziva and him would take their chance he would make sure to let her read them.

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