Floating

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Agent Anthony DiNozzo’s eyes opened wide with shock as he felt the bullet enter his chest, whether it was pain, shock, or surprise that his luck had finally run out, Agent’s Gibbs and David could not tell, they didn’t hang around to find out. Gibbs discharged his weapon, killing the man who had shot DiNozzo without pause, Ziva was already with Tony.

“Tony….Tony…Look at me Tony!” she shook his face as his vision blurred

“Ziva” he tried to say, but he found that there was no breath in his chest, he tried to breathe in, there was nothing, no where for the air to go, he felt no pain, just a strange sucking sensation in his chest and light headed as he struggled to draw breaths in, he wondered if this was it, his last moments on earth, Anthony DiNozzo, shot dead in the line of duty. He could see the write up, he had been to enough naval funerals to know what his would be like, he recalled Kate’s funeral, that he had felt crushed at losing her, his almost pathological hatred at Ari equalled only by Gibbs. Tony had hidden it well. He hadn’t hidden the dislike of Ziva quite so well at first, well, he hadn’t disliked her so much as resented the fact that she was there and Kate wasn’t. It wasn’t her fault, and the fact that she was hot helped, he would have liked to ‘give her one’ as he so eloquently put it, in fact he would have liked to have given her several. But that wasn’t going to happen now, he thought, he was dying, that he was so calm surprised him, he had very little option, he couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe. He thought of Ducky, he would soon see more of Tony than anyone else ever had, when he performed his autopsy, he hoped that Ducky would do him the honour, he didn’t like the idea of a stranger poking around.

“DiNozzo!” Tony opened his eyes “Don’t you dare quit on me!” Gibbs had that ‘I’ll kick your ass’ look on his face, Tony wanted to tell Gibbs that he didn’t want to quit, but felt the decision had been taken out of his hands.

“Where’s that damn ambulance!” Gibbs fumed looking around him helplessly.

“C’mon Tony!” beseeched Ziva, she was leaning heavily on his chest, he guessed she was trying to stem the bleeding, she was covered in blood, his blood, his eyes closed again, he was losing the battle, he realised, he wasn’t going to go without a fight, but he was weakening fast, he could feel his heart beating erratically, like palpitations but so much more pronounced, he tried to open his eyes again as he felt Gibbs grasp his head.

“Tony, no” he heard Gibbs voice change, it was the same voice he had used the day Kate was shot on the rooftop “Not you as well Tony, come on wake up for me, fight Tony, fight”

“Boss, I can’t” he said, strange he thought, realising that he could speak, that he was moving. He heard a wailing in the distance, turning towards it he realised that he was standing, confused he looked around, he saw Ziva and Gibbs working on him, trying to administer CPR, he wished they would change places, he’d much rather be kissed by Ziva than Gibbs, even if he was dead.

Dead. Tony realised that he was dead, he didn’t feel any different, no fanfare, no tunnel with a bright light, it was all just normal, but dream like, the same yet different, he watched with fascination as the paramedics got to work on him, watching Ziva fold into Gibbs arms, he could hear the noises that were bring made yet they were muffled, he heard Gibbs call into the office, he could almost hear Probie and Abby’s reactions, McGeek would be quiet and introverted, Abby would cry, rage, vow to avenge his death, even though Gibbs had already done so.

“Tony?” he heard a voice, clearer than the others, he turned around.

“Kate?” he was shocked “Geez, I must really be dead”

“Trust you to be flippant” she replied smiling, she held her hand out, he took it, stepping through the door with her to the building behind them where the gun man had shot him from.

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They were in a room, there were flowers and it was bright, a huge bed in the middle of the room, Tony smiled.

“This must be heaven” he quipped, throwing himself backwards onto the bed.

“Not quite” replied Kate “This is more of a stop gap” she sat on the bed next to him as he sat up.

“Stop gap?” he asked confused.

“Don’t worry about it Tony” she smiled at him “Just relax”

He did as he was bid, she pushed him front first into the bed, kneading his shoulders with her hands, he pushed himself up, removing his shirt, laying back down he sighed as Kate resumed rubbing his shoulders, softly, easing the tension from them, working down his back, her small hands creeping around his torso, massaging his sensitive sides, making his whole skin tingle. He felt her stop, moving as she straddled him, he felt fabric brush past him as her top landed by his face, followed by her bra. He buried his face in the fabric, breathing in the half forgotten scent of her, his skin flared as he felt her hair tickle his back, her lips brush his shoulders, his body stirred. He started to laugh.

“What’s so funny DiNozzo?” Kate whispered in his ear, nibbling at the lobe, breathing warm erotic breath on his neck, making the hairs rise to attention.

“We worked together for so long Kate, we had so many opportunities to do this and you wait until I’m dead?” he asked her

“You’re not dead, not yet” she replied, in the other ear “and I had a lot of time to think, I wanted to DiNozzo, all the time, I thought I had all the time in the world, I didn’t, so I’m taking this chance, now while I can”

“If I’m not dead” he mused “Am I dreaming?”

“Neither” she nibbled at his other ear, running her hands along the sides of his body, reaching around to his stomach, her light fingers fluttering over his skin, making his whole body catch fire.

He flipped over, nearly but not quite unseating her, running his hands up her naked top half he felt her breasts in his hands, the nipples sprung to his touch, a gasp escaped her lips as his hands roamed her body, exploring her as he’d always wanted to.

She kissed him, full and deep, her fingers running through his hair, she traced kisses down his body, her undoing his trousers, pulling his erection free, placing it to her lips, she felt his body convulse as she took him into her mouth, now his hands were in her hair, he moaned, long, drawn out as she suckled at him, she ran her tongue along the shaft, circling the head, taking him deep within her mouth again.

Tony fought with his instincts to thrust into her mouth, he wanted to come there and then, into her mouth, but he wanted to feel her, taste her, plunge into her. He needed the release of orgasm, but heeded her words that this may be his only chance, he wanted to feel her around him, feel himself gripped by her, and hear her beg him for more.

He pushed up as she released him from her mouth, roughly pushing her pants and panties down, taking in the sight of her exposed to him at last. He trailed his fingers along the lips to the apex of her thighs, feeling the heat that emanated from there. He stroked her, she was neatly waxed, and it crossed his sex filled mind that a ghost could wax. Shaking the thought he explored between the folds, feeling the wetness beneath, stroking her clit gently, feeling the shudder as he did so.

She pulled him down next to her, he was once again sucked into her kiss, he explored her still with his fingers, feeling that she was ready, but wanting to delay the moment he had often imagined on lonely nights.

She arched against him as he slid his fingers inside her, his thumb caressing her clit.

“Oh Tony” she moaned, biting her lip as she pushed against him, he increased the pressure, feeling himself twitch as she once again grasped him, sliding her hand up and down, stroking the end as it started to throb.

“Kate…” he sighed

“Tony… God don’t stop DiNozzo” she begged him as they both moved faster, he knew he had to, he snatched an indrawn breath of frustration as he removed his fingers and pulled himself out of her grasp.

“No!” she cried, reaching for him, he moved her hand away and he guided it to her own need.

“Do it Katie, for me” he asked her, she hesitated a split second, then plunged her fingers into herself, unable to resist the lure of orgasm.

“Oh God” he settled between her thighs as he watched her writhe at the feel of her own fingers, this was his greatest fantasy, he knew he couldn’t watch for long, that he would explode, he lazily stroked his hardness, every nerve in his body tensed as he controlled the approach of his climax, while watching her.

“What are you thinking Katie?” he demanded “As you come. Tell me what you are thinking”

“You DiNozzo, you son of a bitch” she moaned as her fingers got faster, she cried out as she was almost there.

“Fuck me Tony!” she said, but powerless to stop herself as she came, he obliged.

As she felt the muscles inside her twitching she felt her fingers moved by his hardness, he slid into her feeling the waves of her climax rippling through her, she bucked hard against him, trying to extend the feelings. He started to thrust, soft gentle thrusts, getting his bearings as he looked into her face, she was still high from coming, he thrust deeper, feeling the muscles within her twitch still in response. She gripped him at every thrust, her bottom lip caught between her teeth as he lifted a leg over his shoulder, gaining deeper access to her, his breathing was ragged as he felt control slipping away, he moved faster, feeling rather than hearing her moan, he thrust deeper as her nails raked his back.

“I’m coming, oh DiNozzo, I’m coming again” she could not work out if it was one long orgasm or another triggered by his deep penetrative thrusts, she didn’t care.

“Kate” he sighed into her hair, in the split second when he knew he was coming before he actually did. He was lost, thrusting into her blindly, hearing her call his name over and over, he was drifting, floating as he spurted into her, he tried to hold onto it, tried to hold onto the feeling of her body as she came again, as he came deep inside her, but as his climax started to soften and subside he felt her slipping away from him, he reached out for her, his arms suddenly heavy, his body like concrete as he tried to move towards her.

“Kate?” he murmured as he tried desperately to hold on onto her.

“Thank you Tony” her voice was a faint whisper as she faded away.


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He tried to move, his chest felt restricted, he opened his eyes, gagging as he felt his lungs being inflated by the tube in his throat, the door opened as the machines went crazy, a nurse rushed in, silencing the machines, she smiled as she told him to calm down, she would remove the tube in a second. Hot on her heels were Abby and Gibbs.

“Tony? Tony? Are you awake Tony?” Abby’s worried face was millimetres from his, he tried to talk, unable because of the tube.

“Miss, give us some room, please” the nurse said

“Abz…” warned Gibbs

“But he’s awake Gibbs, and he looked at my breasts so he’s not brain damaged!” Tony heard Abby squeal, followed by Gibbs rarely heard low rumble of laughter.

Agent Anthony DiNozzo smiled as the tube was removed, he closed his eyes and saw Kate’s smiling face.

“Thanks Kate” he whispered.

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