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Alphabet Meme. Jenny/Ziva. (NCIS)

TITLE: The Morning After
AUTHOR: Ashleigh Anpilova
FANDOM: NCIS
PAIRING: Jennifer Shepard/Ziva David
GENRE: Slash
SUB-GENRE: Angst
SUMMARY: A sequel to Heatwave. It's the morning after and Jenny is feeling uncertain.
RATING: PG-13
WORD COUNT:  400
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Written for femme_slash_fan: C - 'Cairo'
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters, nor am I making any money from them. I merely borrow them from time to time.



Jenny awoke as the tantalizing scents of coffee drifted in through the window and the sounds of Cairo filtered into the room.

She lay for a moment just listening to the noise before turning her head towards the sleeping girl next to her. Ziva's long hair covered her face and the sheet was pushed down revealing her naked body. For a moment Jenny wanted to touch, wanted to run her fingers over the smooth, skin, darker than her own, dark against the cream sheets. But she didn't. She didn't like to.

What had she done? She had met the young woman under the oddest of circumstances, had had her life saved by her, and had fallen into bed with her with barely a pause for thought. Maybe Ziva was used to that kind of thing, but she wasn't.

And what happened now? What happened when Ziva woke up? Would they make polite conversation? Would they go their separate ways immediately? Or would they shower and breakfast together before parting? Did she want to sit on the other side of the table from the exotic young woman who'd seduced her, eating breakfast and trying to find something to say to one another?

Maybe she should just get up, dress and leave quietly. As much as she hated the thought of putting her clothes back on before she showered, maybe it was the best thing to do - for both of them. Ziva had not said so, but Jenny suspected she was with Mossad; her soft accent, the Star Of David that hung just below her throat, her looks, her skill, all pointed to Mossad.

And that meant they didn't have a future. But did that matter? Wasn't the here and now what mattered? If the last twenty-four hours had taught her anything, it was that life is far too precious to waste. Nonetheless, she was uncertain.

Then Ziva lifted her head, pushed her long hair back with one hand, and smiled at Jenny. "Good morning, Jenny," she said, running a finger down Jenny's cheek.

Jenny gasped and caught it. "I don't like to make love before I shower." She blurted the words out.

Ziva gently tugged her hand from Jenny's and again caressed Jenny's cheek. "Neither do I. So, we shall shower; return to bed and make love; shower again, and then we shall share breakfast. Yes?"

Jenny smiled and nodded. "Yes."





TITLE: Melted
AUTHOR: Ashleigh Anpilova
FANDOM: NCIS
PAIRING: Jennifer Shepard/Ziva David
GENRE: Slash
SUB-GENRE: Character Study
SUMMARY: A sequel to Very Different Women. Jenny has finally melted.
RATING: PG-13
WORD COUNT:  200
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Written for riverotter1951: I - 'Ice Queen'
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters, nor am I making any money from them. I merely borrow them from time to time.



Despite the fact she thought she'd been about to fall asleep, she hasn't. She's still awake, listening to the regular sound of Ziva's breathing as the younger woman sleeps. Minutes ago she felt sleepy, now she feels wide awake.

Too much has happened to her since her arrival in Cairo. But the most important thing, the most intense thing, the most surprising thing, was meeting Ziva and ending up in bed with her.

Jenny has never considered herself to be a passionate, highly sexed woman. She's always held herself apart from other people, even those she went to bed with. She keeps her distance, she builds walls, she even considers herself to be cold, aloof Even at her most involved, she remains detached and apart from the man she was with.

But all the changed when Ziva had taken her to bed. Ziva had shown her what lovemaking was like, Ziva had shown her she could be passionate; Ziva had shown her she was not cold or aloof. Ziva had shown her the world had colors, vivid colors. Ziva had taught her about sex, Ziva had taught her about love, Ziva had taught her about herself. Ziva had melted her.

Tags: fandom: ncis, fanfic: stories, general series: ncis, pairing (slash): jenny/ziva
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