Not sure of what this is supposed to be...I highly count on your reviews to know!
Thanking someone really special to me, my friend who always supports me, who's probably already tired of reading my fanfictions and who keeps telling me to improve my self-esteem levels. She compared me to her favorite writer, J. K. Rowling. I think it means something, right?
Kensi's eyes opened as the sun rays hit her in the face. She exhaled deeply feeling warmth around her, on her back, all over her. One of Deeks' arms was under her neck, the other one over her waist. Her left hand was over his hand, their finger twined. His bare chest, somehow tingling heated, clasping against her almost naked back was raising up and down and his breath was tickling the crook of her neck. She moved her legs, wrapped on his, and released his hand. She turned to face him, being the only sound heard on the bedroom, so far, her body rubbing the bed sheet.
A full and fearless grin took over her lips. He was doing that thing with the nose, and that made her heart pound faster because he was happy. With her forefinger she arranged his blonde hair fringes and then tapped lightly the tip of his nose. He shook his head and she held back a chuckle, seeing him scratching the face, still sleeping. Kensi leaned over him, her hand knotting on his hair while placing a kiss on his neck. This time he moved a bit more and his eyes blinked, yet, it was still not enough to make him awake up.
Kensi put a kiss right below his ear and he moved again, this time groaning. She lowered to his neck again, leaving there a smooch and caressed the tip of her nose on his. Deeks opened up his eyes, stretching his body as his hand ran up her back.
"Took you time." She whispered against his mouth.
"Morning." Deeks mumbled, cracking a peck on her lips. He sighed, leaning to kiss her again and kept on moving even closer until his body was up on hers.
"I thought you had gone out to surf." She said catching a breath between the pecks he was giving her.
"Going out to surf with all this on my bed?" He deepened a kiss on her mouth and she wrapped her arms around his back, pressing even more his body against hers. "I'd be an idiot."
He lowered the kisses from her mouth to her neck and chest. She tilted her head to the sides, allowing him to kiss her freely, but when he delivered a kiss on her chest, the two of them stopped, wide opened the eyes and listened carefully. They could hear footsteps coming closer and closer to the bedroom.
The first thing that ran through their minds was the few seconds they had left to put on some clothes. He slipped inside the sweat pants and the T-shirt as she did the same. Both lied down on bed again, just in time of a head showing up, peeking on the door. His brownish straight hair had the pillow-styled hairstyle and his blue eyes focused on both Deeks and Kensi. As they didn't move he walked to the end of the bed and lifted up the bed sheet, crawling underneath them.
Right after him came his twin sister. Her blonde hair framed her square face and the fringe almost reached her big brown eyes. Unlike her brother, her hair was a mess because of the little curls, inherited from her mother. The little girl climbed up the bed and tried to lie there too, but the boy was not willing to let her lie down. The two of them started pushing each other, sitting between Kensi and Deeks.
"Morning, chipmunks!" Deeks' voice startled both the kids who were not expecting the parents to be awake. "What're doin' up so early?" He asked them, cracking a loud smooch on each cheeks.
Neither of them answered. They were completely numbed out with sleepiness. Quinn rested her head on her dad's chest and closed the eyes, sucking on the thumb. Jacob snuggled close to his mom, taking his hand to her hair, curling it around his tiny forefinger. Within minutes the three-year-old twins were soundly sleeping again.
What Kensi and Deeks liked more about each other, they had to learn to share it. Kensi had to learn to share Deeks' chest, a great place indeed to fall asleep. Deeks had to accept that he wasn't the only one who liked to have his hands on Kensi's hair. The twins were sleeping and they had to carry them back to their beds. It was still early and sleeping like that was no good for the toddlers.
"You think we can take them to their bed without waking them up?" Deeks whispered, but then he took a look at Kensi who had her eyes closed. She had her hand on Jacob's back and was sleeping as deeply as her two kids. Deeks grinned and moved slowly, placing his daughter between him and her brother. He lay over his right side and decided to succumb to sleep.
Why would he move his whole world out of bed? Yeah, the four of them were tight on bed, but they all liked that closeness. It was early Sunday morning, a day off work. Why would anyone bother to even move?
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