Obviously, I don't own the characters this is my first modern-day fic rated M so I might be rather clumsy. I do appreciate any review and if there is anything you'd like to read about these two let me know, I'll give it my best shot.
"This place, again?" Kensi asked annoyed as Deeks held her chair.
"It is a nice place , Kens. What is your issue with it?"
"I don't know. It made me nervous the first time you brought me here and it still makes me nervous. It kind of puts pressure on me."
Deeks let out a cute laugh.
"Nervous, you ? I don't believe that. And what on earth do you feel pressured to do ? Put out?"
"Who says 'put out' these days ? I swear you are a walking commercial of the eighties."
"Seriously, though, what's the pressure ?"
"You know … you bring me to a nice place , I have to be nice to you too."
"You are plenty nice to me. Like this morning in the shower, you were exquisite."
"Exactly! I'm good at that, not this."
"You lost me. You want to have sex instead of dinner?"
"No… but this kind of dinner does not go with that kind of sex."
"Huh?"
"You know what I mean. This is more of seductive, private strip dance, rocking your world kind of dinner."
There was a grin on Deeks' face. Obviously he was imagining that so Kensi kicked him under the table.
"I didn't bring you here to get anything, Kens. Although…" he went into kinky contemplation again.
"Seriously now, I don't know if I am enough for you."
"You're not, Kens. You are way more than enough."
"I don't want you just to humour me. You've said it to me before, I am more sassy than classy, in and out of the bedroom and I'm not sure you are not looking for a more … I don't know… feminine kind of woman."
"Hmm… " he was looking at her intently with his deep blue eyes.
"Hmm ? That's your answer?"
"No, I am trying to figure out what you are fishing for : 'you are very beautiful and I love you' or 'you are the sexiest woman I know and if I didn't have to sleep and go to work I would fuck you every waking moment'. If I say the wrong one you might get offended."
"I am not fishing for anything ! And who the hell gets offended by 'you are beautiful and I love you'?!"
"Aha! So that was the one ! Well, you are and I do. Though the second one is true as well."
"Deeks, I am trying to have an adult conversation with you!"
"The subject is surely PG 21. And I am having this talk with you. We are great, you are great and I like sassy not classy."
"Really?"
"Really. Now please let's have dinner so we can get out of here and you can put out."
"Aha!"
"Aha, what? I did fess up about my constant wish to have my magic wand in your very special place."
"Gosh, Deeks, nobody can talk dirty like you can." She teased.
"Do you want me to talk dirty to you, Princess?"
"I'm not sure you have the up to date vocabulary."
"Challenge accepted. But what do I get in return ?"
"What do you want in return ? A blowjob? Or is that term offensive to you and I should call it 'sucking on the lollypop'?"
"No, blowjob works. But to be honest I get my fair share of those due to your control issues so … no, I'm gonna want something else."
"I don't have control issues. And how is that even connected to … you know ?"
"Well, you tease me every single time, making sure I understand that I am only going to come when and because you want me to."
"But that's just … sexy. You like that. Don't you ?"
"I got used to it. And thankfully you enjoy watching me come more than you enjoy watching me squirm so we're good."
"Oh…" she swallowed. "I'm sorry. I'll stop doing that. "
"Oh, you needn't apologise for sucking my dick. I love the feeling of my hard , hot cock in your mouth. I also enjoy spreading your legs and tasting your sweet cunt, drawing circles with my tongue on your swollen clit and pushing my fingers inside you until your wonderful juices come rushing…"
"Deeks, what the hell?!" her cheeks flared up.
"What? You didn't you want me to talk dirty to you?"
"Not here! We are eating."
"In my defence, I was talking about eating your pussy."
"Stop. Just stop."
"This is making you horny, isn't it?"
"No."
"Yes, it is. I bet if I checked your panties, they'd be wet. Soaked."
"They're not."
"Because you are not wearing them? Are your jeans wet?"
"Deeks, shut up right now or you are not getting any."
"Any… what? Could you be more specific ?"
"Look, if you stop this now and we can just have dinner , I'll give you… do you whatever you want."
"Ok… you just went from 'you are not getting any' to 'you are getting anything you want'. I like this. I will get serious now. So … how was your day?"
"You know how my day was, you were there all through it."
"Fair point. What did you make of the crazy Albanian with the C4?"
"Ah.. I think he was crazy and dangerous. It's a good thing we apprehended him."
"My thoughts exactly."
"Ok, let's eat and go."
"Yes , ma'am."
"Wow! You never just give in. What is it that you want?
"I'm not telling until we get home."
"Because I might want to run?"
"Because you forbade me to talk dirty at the table."
"So, you were awfully quiet on the cab ride home." Deeks said as he closed the door behind his girlfriend.
"It didn't seem like a great place to talk dirty" she said wrapping her arms around his neck and lifting herself up for a kiss.
"That's the only kind of talking we can do tonight?" he asked before covering her mouth with his.
"Mhm". She replied as eloquently as she could under the circumstances.
He deepened the kiss while his hands caressed her back then travelled down to her jeans, unbuttoned them and then one hand swiftly made it right into her soaked underwear and cupped her pussy.
"Ok, that was abrupt." She broke the kiss. "I'm not really the foreplay craving girl but still…"
He was looking at her with a smile and did not move his hand.
"It did turn you on, Princess."
"Really?!" she tried to pull away but the position they were in did not quite allow it.
Instead of letting her go he inserted one finger inside her and started drawing small circles. It felt good but she couldn't decide if she could just let him have this one or get upset and make him stop. When he started kissing her neck she decided on the first option.
"At least let's move from the hallway." She said trying to fake aggravation.
"At least? Am I bothering you with this?" the cutest smirk was on his face.
"Deeks…"
"All right, my love. I will do as you wish 'cause I still haven't collected on my wish yet and I wouldn't want to antagonise you."
"What do you want anyway ?" she asked as he was carrying her to the bedroom.
"You will know when you need to."
"You are creeping me out, Deeks."
He set her on the bed and pulled down her jeans and her panties. Once her legs were freed from all the fabric she instinctively pulled them together but her partner gently took her right ankle in his hand and started planting kisses from her shinbone up to her knee and then upper still until he reached her inner thigh. Kensi felt like she was literally turning liquid but something was not right. Her shirt was still on and Deeks hadn't taken anything off . It was a very uncommon situation for a man who enjoyed having Sunday breakfast in his birth suit.
"Is your secret desire to dry hump?" she asked trying not to sound as out of breath as she felt.
He didn't reply right away but kissed her burning thigh once more before swiftly running his tongue right over her swollen clit.
"I think anything dry is already out of the question, love. But there is something else I would really like you to do for me." He was now by her side, his face only inches away from her flushed cheeks , hand still dallying between her folds.
"Oh, I am really curious."
"It's all right if you are not up to it."
"Challenging me … so it is something you assume I don't really want to do."
"I don't assume, I know."
Having this conversation while his fingers were bringing her closer and closer to an orgasm turned out to be very erotic.
"I am a lot bolder in bed than you give me credit for, Deeks. Just say what you want and I will give it to you like won't bel…" . His fingers inside her made her gasp.
"Well then, I want you to finish what I have started here."
Kensi looked at him in disbelief.
"I give you a wild card and all you want is me to do all the work ? Are you at least going to take your clothes off or do you want me to tend to that too?"
A wicked smile was on his sexy lips.
"You misunderstand me. I want you to finish yourself. While I watch. Aaand maybe film it. But the second part is negociable."
"What?! You want me get myself off ?"
"Aham."
"In a paid webcam way ? You tell me where to touch myself and I execute?" the way she pronounced the words let him know she was uncomfortable.
"No, I want you to freestyle. Do whatever you do when you do it."
"I don't…"
He placed one finger on her lips.
"Don't lie to me, Kens. I know you do it. Or at least used to do it on all those long cold nights before you admitted you want me . Hopefully you were thinking of me but I wouldn't be offended if it was Gerard Butler."
He had stopped his ministrations and Kensi really felt the need for him to do something to her. Not anything, she had very specific actions in mind.
"Deeks…"
"Please?..." He was batting his blond eyelashes at her.
"I … I …"
"Pretty please ?"
Ok, him begging made her feel a little less vulnerable in letting him see her like that.
"Fine, but no filming."
"Pictures?" he was grinning.
"No!"
"One picture? "
"No!"
"You strike a hard bargain." He kissed her and she tried to pull him closer, wrapping one leg around his fully clad bottom.
"Kens…" he warned.
"Does it have to be now ?" she pleaded.
"Yup. The time is now." He got up from the bed, brought a chair from the kitchen and sat down right in front of it.
"Really? No popcorn?" she asked.
"Come on , love, do this for me. I'll let you torture me whichever you want after that."
She bit her lip. She felt partly embarrassed, partly turned on so she decided to just go for it, she needed release anyway. Closing her eyes she started to rub her swollen pussy first going up and down, then drawing circles around her throbbing clit. She had already been incredibly turned on by her lover and she could have brought her own climax on in a matter of seconds but she decided that Deeks deserved a bit of a show so got to her knees , took her shirt and bra off and played with her breasts for a while, watching intently for the effect this had on her viewer. He was mesmerised and that did make her feel both incredibly beautiful and incredibly fuckable. Before she could take control over it, the urge to come took control over her and she instinctively brought her hand to her pussy once more , rubbing and fingering until she exploded into moans and collapsed on her side on the bed.
"Happy?" she asked catching her breath.
"Yes. And horny."
"Ha! Well, you should have thought of that before deciding not to join me."
"Really? You're punishing me now?"
"I'm good. Just had a rocking orgasm so…"
"So you could give me one too." He left the chair and joined her on the bed.
"You made me get my own. Why would I have anything to do with yours?" she was batting her eyelashes at him.
"Because you are a good person and love me?"
"That's not how you played it. So if I am to give you what you want now, what do I get?"
"Anything you want baby."
"Deal."
The big smile on her face made him very nervous.
"It's not going to be sex, is it? You are going to make me bake muffins or watch Love Actually, aren't you?"
"Well, you'll find out when you need to. Now let's get you out of these clothes."