Damian's POV

My flight landed on time. I quickly got my luggage before heading to my über. The über bringing me home just a bit before three am. I walked through the front door after unlocking it. The lights of the house were dark. The only noise was me locking the door which eagle ears Ziva hears. I can hear her running from the bedroom but no barking as she came barreling towards me.

"Hi girl," I whispered as I took my boots off and she ran back to the bedroom. I chuckled as I head to the bedroom myself. Y/N is sound asleep. The pale moonlight bathing her in a soft silvery light. I sighed softly as I got myself undressed before slipping into bed wrapping my arm around y/n's waist pulling her close. She gave a content sigh as she snuggled into me.

"Hola Papi," she murmured still half asleep.

"Hola mi amor," I said kissing her cheek quickly.

"How was the flight?" she asked.

"Bien. Sobre todo sabiendo que iba a volver a casa contigo, mi amor," I said. (Good. Especially knowing that I was going to come home to you, my love.)

"Papi, ¿no eres dulce? Como siempre lo eres," I said. (Daddy aren't you sweet? As you always are)

I smirk as I kissed the curve of her neck "Just like you always taste so sweet," I said.

"Luis," she murmured sleepily "I want to. But you know I can't unless you want my mouth?"

"Well I mean you can still taste me," I said with a smirk against her neck.

"Is that what you want?" she asked as I was making a nice meal out of the curve of her neck. I held onto her throat as I did so.

"¿Qué piensas mi amor?" I said growling against her neck. My hand moving from her neck to her breasts. I squeezed them making her moan. (What do you think my love?)

Her hand slipped between us and slipped into my boxer briefs as she began stroking my hardening length. As she gave slow strokes I groan against her neck.

"You like that Baby?" she purrs as she touches the very sensitive head of my dick.

"Joder. Sí,"(Fuck. Yes) I muttered as she moved herself to face me removing her hand from my dick making me groan from the sudden loss. She smirks at me connecting our lips before she pushed me to my back.

"Now be a good boy and try not to cum until I tell you," she said kissing my lips before she slipped underneath the covers. I felt her tug on the waist band of my boxer briefs. I rotate my hips allowing her to take them off. She threw them from underneath the blankets and to the floor I lifted the covers watching her lick me from base to tip. I grip the sheets. As I watched her repeat the process before playing with my balls before she took me into her mouth and began bobbing her head. She pulled me from her mouth a long string of saliva mixed with my pre cum trailed from her lips to the head of my dick. She winks at me before taking me into her mouth again using her new found skills to give me such pleasure that I was thankful I could watch this.

"Babe. I can," I said.

She stopped "No vengas todavía. Mami no ha terminado," she murmured as she licked the head of my dick. (Don't come yet. Mami isn't done)

"But Babe!"

She tutted "No estás siendo un chico muy bueno," she said. (You're not being a very good boy) "¿Qué te dije? Ibas a ser un buen chico," she purrs as she licked me again (What did I tell you? You were going to be a good boy) a smirk paints her lips "¿Vas a ser un buen chico ahora? Y no vengas hasta que mami te lo diga, ¿ahora sí papi?" (Are you going to be a good boy now? And don't come until mommy tells you to, okay, daddy?)

"Sí, mami. Seré un chico muy bueno," (Yes, Mommy. I'll be a very good boy) I said as her eyes met mine as she took me into her mouth again. My head sank into the pillow and I let out a loud growl before I raised my head to continue to watch her. She was moaning against my shaft causing me to groan.

Her head bobs as she pulled me out of her mouth. She licked me again while playing with my balls "Tú puedes venir," (You can come) she said taking me into her mouth again as I thrust my hips into her face as she bobs and I came undone. She smirks as I filled her mouth with my cum. I am panting as she bent over the bed and spat my cum into a pail. She crawled back to me and kissed my lips and I could taste myself on her lips. "Ese es el chico bueno de Mami" (That's Mommy's good boy) She laid her head on my chest as I wrapped an arm around her "By the way Papi. Bienvenido a casa."

I chuckled "I do like my welcome homes," I said making her giggle as I placed my glasses on the nightstand as we both passed out.

🇵🇷🇵🇷🇵🇷🇵🇷🇵🇷🇵🇷

Later that afternoon....

I find y/n in the kitchen making homemade banana bread.

"Hey. How did you sleep?" she asked.

"Well. You?" I asked as I snuck a handful of mini m & ms.

"Good and I saw that," she said.

"Saw what?" I said popping the handful of m & ms into my mouth.

A smile slipped across her face as she shook her head "I'm done. You can have the rest amor."

I chuckled, grabbing the bowl of m & ms "Why are you making banana bread?" I asked "I mean I love your banana bread."

"The bananas were almost black. Perfect for banana bread," she said as she turned to the oven putting in two bread pans.

"So do you want me to make my cinnamon sugar butter?" I asked.

"If you want. I have one regular loaf of banana bread and one with m & ms."

"Yum," I said coming around the island and wrapping my arms around her. Kissing the curve of her neck. She smiled as she leans against me. I licked the curve of her neck "You know the batter is supposed to go into the pan. Not your neck."

She giggles lightly "You're complaining?" she asked as my hands squeeze her breast making her moan "Babe. Aunt Flo is still here. Slow down."

"Mm. I know. I just," I mumbled into her neck as Tony and Ziva wander into the kitchen.

"What?" asked y/n "Do you wanna go lay outside?"

They ran to the front door making us both laugh.

"I think you got your answer. You go take em out. I will clean up."

"Babe. I have to change if you haven't noticed. I am wearing flour."

"Okay. You go clean up you. I will clean up the kitchen."

"Okay," she said.

🇵🇷🇵🇷🇵🇷🇵🇷🇵🇷🇵🇷🇵🇷

Tuesday night.....

Y/N convinced me well she gave me the puppy dog eyes and pout and I caved. So here we were snuggled on the sofa getting ready to watch Dancing with the Stars.

"I know this isn't your cup of tea so thank you for watching this with me," she said as she snuggled into me.

"Baby. I don't mind," I said wrapping an arm around her as the show began.

She tilted her head up to look at me "Positive?" she asked.

I smile pecking her lips "Positive. I know this is one of your favorite weeks. Maybe next week we can tape it and watch after my game?" I said.

"Can I watch it twice?" she asked giving me her best puppy dog eyes.

"Por supuesto mi amor," I said as we watched the opening number from Broadway's Aladdin y/n singing and dancing beside me making me chuckle and I actually found myself tapping my foot along watching everyone dancing and having a good time. (Of course my love)

She tilted her head up to look at me again. A smile on her lips "Estás pasando un buen rato amor ," she sing songs. (You're having a good time love)

"¿Y si lo soy? ¿Qué estás haciendo al respecto?" I arched an eyebrow. (What if I am? What are you doing about it?)

A smirk paints her face "Nada. Solo tendré la satisfacción de saber que tenía razón y que lo disfrutarás." (Nothing. I will just have the satisfaction of knowing I was right and you would enjoy it.)

I chuckled as the package for Olympian Stephen Nedoroscik plays y/n snuggled into me. Her arm wrapped around my torso as I wrap my arm around her. He and his partner Rylee were dancing to A Star Is Born from Hercules. I felt y/n smile against my chest. And I felt myself actually enjoying watching the dance as y/n grabbed her phone.

"Amor. What are you doing?" I asked.

"Voting for Stephen, Ilona and Chandler."

"Before they dance?"

She nods "Voting opens as soon as the show starts and I want to get my votes in before the last dance."

"Mm," I said grabbing my phone "What is the number?"

She sat up quickly looking at me "You're voting?!" she asked her face slacked in shock.

I nodded "I am. Number?" I asked.

She grabbed my phone and immediately put the number into the contacts "There," she said "You're set up to vote." Her smile spread across her face.

"Okay. So Stephen. Spelled S-t-e-p-h-e-n?" I asked and she nods "And who are the other two you want to move on?"

"Ilona. I-L-O-N-A. Chandler. C-h-a-n-d-l-e-r," she said barely able to contain her excitement. I chuckled as I voted the ten times for each. She kisses my cheek "Cariño, vas a ser recompensado esta noche por esto." (Baby, you're going to be rewarded tonight for this)

A smile spread across my face as I gave her an amused look "¡En serio! Cuéntalo. Te prometo que con el tiempo seré un muy buen chico." (Seriously! Tell it. I promise you that in time I'll be a very good boy)

She smirks before pressing her lips to my ear "Oh, no, Papi. Recuerda que las cosas buenas llegan a los que Oh, no, Papi. Recuerden que las cosas buenas llegan a los que esperan." As she settled her head back to my shoulder. (Oh, no, Daddy. Remember that good things come to those who wait) We watched the next two dances y/n absent mindly scrolling through social media until Chandler and her partner Brandon were up dancing to We Own The Night from Zombies 2 which Chandler was a star of. When Chandler got all 9s y/n boos. "FUCKING STUPID! SHE DESERVES AT LEAST ONE TEN! DEREK COME ON!"

I chuckled as she yells at the tv but I had to agree she had done a phenomenal and did deserve a perfect ten for the dance. "Baby I agree. But I think that young lady is winning it."

"I do too. Brandon deserves it. I just hope the top three are Chandler, Stephen and Ilona. But I would not mind Jenn or Danny being in the top three as long as Chandler wins. She's the best."

I smiled as she really did love the show. She had put in nearly twenty years of loving the show. I squeeze her shoulder.

"I will vote on Tuesdays until you tell me not too."

"Even next week when you have the World Series?" she asked.

"Even next week when I have the World Series. Babe you can grab my phone. You know my passcode like I know yours. You can just vote."

She giggles lightly "Man this certainly changed since it began. You used to have to use land lines and call 1-800 numbers."

I chuckled "Babe you make it sound like we are ancient."

She giggles lightly "Babe this show started in 2005! We were twenty three. We are ancient."

I roared with laughter "But you don't have to remind me or yourself."

By the end of the night y/n got her wish Ilona, Stephen and Chandler made it through to next week and her favorite night of the year Halloween night. And as promised she definitely made me happy when we got to bed.