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theshipyard2015-11-24 09:26 pm
purrrrfection) wrote in theshipyard2015-11-24 09:26 pm
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✨ .//. for zerotoshiro » drunk shenanigans (pt2 electric boogaloo)
A night out on the town, a simple dinner at an alien (This deep out in space, to be fair, everything is alien.) establishment, simple? Maybe it COULD have been, if Ziva's curiosity hadn't gotten the better of her.
To be totally fair, though, she'd been trying to blend in, underestimated the potency of the local drinks. How was she supposed to know that the deceptively smooth, soothing colored shot she'd been handed would have all but knocked her on her ass? It was like that time Hunk tried a free sample and had gone from zero to HELL IN YOUR MOUTH in zero seconds.
Shiro, much to his credit, had somehow managed to either convince or wrangle her down from the bar and out with her clothes intact, and gotten her back to the ship in one piece. It was late into the evening by then but he managed it. Now, as the two climbed the steps leading into the long corridor heading for her room (after a very awkward, yet somehow hilarious pit stop in one of the communal areas
R.I.P. Lance's dreams of the future Mrs. Blue Lion, take 3) it became clear that Ziva didn't make any sort of distinction between being in private and being in public, or semi-public, because her volume is a bit everywhere, and let's just say it's not the only thing. ]How much further is it? This'd be mush... [ Wait, no, that's not right- ] much [ THERE we go! ] easier if we were sitting down, sweetling.
[ "This" being her apparent, persistent, valiant attempts to seduce him, because she definitely hasn't stopped half-clinging, kissing, or fondling him since he got her down from the bar. Her free hand running through his hair whenever they had to stop to take a break, her lips teasing at his throat, nibbling at his skin, kissing his jawline, his temple, his cheek, the corner of his mouth, the shell of his ear- nibbling at his earlobe?? She's unstoppable at the moment. If she hadn't needed one arm to keep herself supported on his shoulder- Hell, sometimes not even THAT stopped her and there were one or two instances on the walk back where he'd had to hook her by the waist to keep her from suddenly twirling around to pivot on one foot when something caught her attention.
Finally, though, they manage to make it to her room, and that's the point when Ziva's arms wind around- LOCK around Shiro's neck and she takes the opportunity to get closer, her chest pressed firmly against his rather suddenly, her voice still loose but also thick with obvious want. ]
Hmmm, if you wanted to get me alone, all you had to do was ask... You're staying, aren't you?
[ Hope you can concentrate through more of her kisses along your throat and fingers in your hair there, Shiro, because that's what she's doing. ]
rip in pieces
[Discretion really was cool while it lasted.
The night did take a turn Shiro was not expecting. Despite everything that happened-- you know, alien drinks being a lot stronger than regular drinks and aliens knowing how to party just as, if not, harder than humans, and then throwing Ziva and her table-dancing shenanigans into the mix--it was fun. Even if they're supposed to be defending the universe, that doesn't mean Shiro is completely above cutting loose if the opportunity presents itself. Anything would beat thinking about Zarkon 24/7.
Though, that also doesn't mean he'd let himself get drunk, which brings him here... probably having to explain everything to Allura, Coran, and the others about what exactly is going on here eventually and trying to get Ziva to her room so she can sleep everything off (if she somehow doesn't feel the effects of the drinks in the morning, that'd be incredible), but that's proving to be a bit difficult, especially since she's been trying to seduce him the entire time. Through the kisses and groping, it's amazing Shiro didn't spontaneously combust yet. Or that they didn't topple over each other on the way up the stairs.
In fact, it's more amazing that they even managed to eventually make it to her room with little to no problems (not counting what went down in front of everyone). Just as he was about to guide her to her bed, that is when Ziva suddenly wraps her arms around his neck. L o r d....]
That's not-- [Wow. Those are definitely her lips on his neck, aren't they? Ziva, please stop making this harder than it should be!!] That's not why I'm here.
[He'll just... grab her forearms in hopes that it'll help her loosen her grip if not get her to completely let go. And exhale. He didn't even realize he was holding his breath.]
Re: rip in pieces
She can hear the undertone in his words, one that tells her that he's not immune to her advances, that there's a part of him that's maybe enjoying all this a little too much. ]
Now, don't be like that, sweetling...
[ She purred enticingly, refusing to let go like he was going for. Instead she'll give him her most imploring look as he holds her at arms length. ]
There's nothin' pressin' going' on now. Stay with me, Shiro.... I can promise you I'm thinking quite clearly...
[ This isn't her first time being table-dancing drunk, sir.
And as though to prove her point- or try -Ziva lets out a LOUD purr, tail ticking like a cat getting ready to pounce, winding up. If he isn't quick enough she just might. Probably better to sit them down voluntarily. ]
Clearly enough t' know I want you out of these clothes, right now. Stop teasing me now, I don't bite that hard.
[ She's going to try to get close enough again to prove THAT point too, if his grip isn't good and secure. Look that throat was MADE for nibbling on. And kissing, and licking, and s-OKAY ZIVA THAT'S QUITE ENOUGH NOW. ]
no subject
I'm sure you are, but you've had a lot to drink. It's best that you get some sleep instead.
[Shiro has always been a pretty sensible guy, always doing what's right, or at least what makes the most sense, even when he has to get his drunken girlfriend (!!) to lie down so she can sleep off her current, drunken state. On the other hand, Ziva's intuition isn't exactly wrong. He'd be lying to himself if he said part of him didn't like the attention and would very much like to indulge her.
Unfortunately, Shiro doesn't let that get the better of him.]Now, let's get you on the bed.
[Wait. Hold on. Let him read the situation, again. And move back once he sees her trying to lean in again.]
--so you can rest.
[THERE. Since Ziva's not letting go, he moves one of his arms back down to her waist to turn them toward the bed so he can guide her. Or try to, anyway. Don't think he didn't notice the looks she's been giving him
JESUS.]no subject
He's not going to budge on this. Even drunk Ziva can tell. Shiro putting his foot down always serves to sober her up a little bit, because she can tell when he means business even in her addled state of mind. So as they finally do manage to make it to her bed and he gets her to sit down she stops trying to give him the octopus treatment, though she does still catch his hands, and instead just looks back up at him, disappointed but maybe a little hopeful. ]
You really won't stay?
[ YOU COULD AT LEAST STAY WITH HER TO SLEEP SHIRO IT DOESN'T HAVE TO BE FOR SEX
but wouldn't that be really nice-I mean no it's ok.She is going to bring his hand to her face instead so she can nuzzle against his palm like an apologetic
or attention demandingcat. Her eyes are already closing. ]I promise I'll b'have. Just stay. Don't want to sleep alone.
http://jurihan.tumblr.com/post/160750774279/thecommonchick-omg-this-is-the-cutest-thing Ziva tbh
Had she have not been drunk, she would have gotten her way, but Shiro had to put his foot down. Even if she insists she is in her right mind, he knows full well she isn't and wouldn't want to take advantage of that. It's good that she's finally cooperative, though he still can't resist that look she's giving him coupled with her holding his hands... bringing them up to her face to nuzzle them, no less. Darn it, Ziva.]
That... wasn't part of the plan, no... but--
[Sigh. OKAY, FINE. YOU CAN HAVE YOUR WAY, ZIVA. IN A SENSE, ANYWAY.
It'd be very nice BUT EVEN BETTER IF YOU WERE IN YOUR RIGHT MIND, ZIVA]Alright. I'll stay, but I'm holding you to that.
[He offers her a smile, as he brushes his thumb over her cheek
HE MAY AS WELL I MEAN SHE DID PUT HIS HAND ON HER FACE okbefore he moves his hands back to her shoulders. She can't exactly go right to sleep just yet.]Now, let's get you some water first.
I'm still not over how true/accurate/legit this is.
You can hold me all you want, anytime. I like bein' in your arms.
[ She purred out the words almost, continuing to nuzzle against his palms, smiling back up at him and relishing in the little gestures of affection. She's so pleased that when he moves his hands to her shoulders instead and suggests a drink that ISN'T alcoholic she gives a perfectly cooperative nod.
Getting to her feet with Shiro's help is easier than without. Despite her claims that she wasn't really drunk, truthfully she was definitely beyond her ability to be a proper judge. Thankfully they wouldn't have too far to go, the living quarters closer to the kitchen than the bays with the lions. ]