AN: This is the start of my new story "Home". All chapters will be M-rated, just like this one. For all intents and purposes, Kensi and Deeks are living together in this story. There will be no intervention from the other members of the team. This chapter is from Deeks point of view but that won't happen with every chapter. For now, I have ten chapters ready to post if you guys like this one. Let me know and, if you want me to continue, I will post the next chapter as soon as I can.
By the way, I obviously don't own any recognizable characters. If I did, I would be writing for the show and not for fanfiction. Still, I like to have my fun with them. Enjoy ;-)

Chapter 1 – Hallway

I feel her chest against mine, hear her soft moans against my ear.

I can still taste her sweetness on my tongue and it only makes me want more of her.

My arms remain wrapped around her waist, holding her up against the wall as I push inside of her. Her legs are wrapped around my waist and, when I manage to gather enough strength to lift my head from its place on her shoulder, the sigh before me nearly undoes me. Her eyes are closed, her head thrown back and her lips parted to release those amazing moans that keep getting louder.

She's close. Her nails are leaving marks on my back. They're like medals, a way to show me I've done everything right. It's a way to tell me I managed to pleasure the woman I love and nothing can make my ego swell as much as that.

I'm too close. My thrusts become faster and harder than before and I don't think I can control them anymore. It's need that makes me move like this, need and a fire only she can ignite. She realizes that and one of her hands leaves my back. I know what she's going to do so I beat her to it. I support her with only one arm and start massaging her aching clit with the thumb from the other hand.

Her walls convulse around my member seconds later. The way they massage it should be considered a sin. The way she calls out my name does it for me and I follow her over the edge.

My legs start quivering beneath me so I gather her in my arms and sit down on the floor with her straddling me. I'm still inside of her, her warmth making it impossible for me to even think about moving.

Kensi wraps her arms around my neck and rests her head on the space between my neck and my shoulder. My back is against the wall and I have one arm wrapped around her waist, my other hand resting on her thigh. I'm still breathing hard and so is she. That's why we don't speak for a while, as we try to steady our breathing and our racing hearts.

She's the first one to talk, her voice no louder than a whisper against my ear. "You do know I will never be able to look at this wall the same way again, right?"

I laugh and she whimpers when that movement makes my member twitch inside of her and touch a still sensitive spot. "That's your fault. You were the one who said there was no time for morning-sex this morning, because we couldn't be late for work."

Kensi lifts her head from my shoulder and looks at me, her eyes still clouded with so much lust that I feel my member starting to harden once again. She feels it too and gives me a smirk, big enough to rival one of my own. "So you had to attack me the minute we walked inside?"

My hands start stroking her thighs and traveling north, warming her up for round two while I answer her question. "I could have taken you to the bedroom but, if I remember correctly, you didn't complain when I pushed you against the wall and you were fully aware of my intentions."

Kensi shuts me up with a passionate kiss.

We both know I won this sort-of argument but my mind is already focused on more interesting things. I'm already hard and she's as ready as I am. I can tell by the way she starts rocking her hips against mine.

I try to lay her on the floor of the hallway but she bites my lip gently to let me know that's not what she wants. I comply, not minding letting her be on top. I will probably regret it when my butt hurts from this position but, for now, I couldn't care less about it.

She starts moving up and down then, and I grab her hips to help her as she moves. We start with slow movements, careful because she's still sensitive from her previous orgasm. But, after a few soft thrusts, she pulls back from my lips and lets out a small moan that gets mixed with my groan.

That's when she speeds up, my hands on her thighs to help her along and my lips coming in contact with her nipples. Between moans and shaky intakes of breath, she tells me she doesn't need the extra help my lips provide her but I keep going.

Her previous orgasm is still affecting her nerve-endings and it doesn't take long for her to start trembling in my arms with the mind-blowing pleasure of this one. And, once again, I allow myself to follow right after her.

This time, after a few minutes, she lifts herself so I can pull out of her and I get the message.

I lead her to the bathroom, not trusting my muscles to carry her there at the moment. After a long day of work and our activities in the hallway, we both need a shower.

She washes her hair while I soap her back and she does the same for me after she's done. The water cascading down her curves is a sight that always takes my breath away but I force myself to calm down and to show no reaction. We're tired, worn out and starving at this point. We don't need a quickie against the walls of the shower, as tempting as something like that sounds. We need to order dinner, sit on the couch while we eat and watch whatever is on and go to bed after a while.

I get out first and start drying myself up. By the time she's done, I already have my boxers and sweatpants on. I grab a warm fluffy towel and wrap it around her, proceeding to gather her in my arms.

I feel her smile against my chest and drop a kiss on the top of her head. Then, I dry her and hand her some clothes she usually wears around the house. She thanks me with a smile and starts getting dressed.

"What do you want for dinner?"

Kensi puts on her shirt and shorts and gives me a peck on the lips. "Whatever you want is fine for me. Just make it quick because I'm starving."

I give her a playful smack on the butt when she starts combing her hair and leave the bathroom to order us something to eat.

Three hours later, in bed, she falls asleep curled against my side, her head on my chest, one of her legs tangled with mine and my arms wrapped around her.

And I can't help but think about how much I love this beautiful woman.

I love her and we're happy together.

She got over her issues and allowed me to walk into her life, into her heart. I'm glad she did because I'm sure I can't live without her anymore.

I, Marty Deeks, am completely in love with Kensi Blye.

And I wouldn't change a thing, even if I could.

Please forgive me for any mistakes you might spot. This chapter was only read by me so I might have let some things slide. Still, let me know what you think.