Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS: LA or any of its characters.

A/N: This gave me an idea (originally posted on tumblr) for starting a collection of short flirtatious ficlets. I'll work on this when I can't write anything for "The Twinkles In Our Stars."


The Cruise

Nell relaxed into one of the cushiony leather chair on deck. The air – oh, how badly she needed it – felt like heavens as she breathed in it. Clean, fresh, and germ-free. She could stay there forever.

"Nell? You havin' fun?"

She looked up. "Very. This is, Uh, exactly what I needed. Thank you," Nell mouthed to Callen as he pulled a chair closer to her and joined her.

"Is that so? You need it after that nasty flu." He looked deep into her eyes, and covered her hands with his. "You deserve it. I did gave you it, y'know?"

Nell laughed. "Yeah. And it was worth it. I got to spend it with you; away from NCIS. And now in this lovely cruise."

"Is that so?"

"You know, it is."

"I've something to give to you."

Nell arched an eyebrow. "Do you, now?"

Callen leaned in closer, and put his hands on either side of her face. With a smirk on his face, he brought his lips to meet hers. She kissed him back. Hard. And wrapped her hands across his neck. His lips were surprisedly soft and moist, not the rough texture she was used to from him.

He pulled away.

"I wanted to do that for a long time," he said, slumping his shoulders. "Really long time."

"G, we had some pretty rough fun this morning," she whispered to him. "I'm surprised we weren't caught."

"I'm up for another round if you are," Callen said playfully.

"G!"

"What?"