Hello my darlings. I would like to thank Lic. Lu, ssl71 and Petunia3116 for the wonderful reviews. I would also like to thank those of you who have followed and favoured since my last update.

So I did mention this would have scenes of a sexual nature right? Well this is your first one. I hope you like it.

Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS: LA.


Deeks let then both into his apartment, leading the way to the livingroom, but when he got there he wasn't sure what to do. I mean it wasn't like they had fallen through the door kissing each and ripping their clothes off. No, in fact they hadn't kissed since they had agreed to spend the night, and maybe more nights, together. So what was he to do now? He had no idea why he was feeling so shy, normally he would be pulling the man towards him, leading them to his bedroom, but this was Callen. So…

Callen noticed Deeks' hesitation and found it rather amusing. He knew what he was thinking, but he was here for one reason and one reason only. Therefore without thought he walked up to the younger man, wrapped one hand around the back of his neck and pulled his head towards his own. Sealing their lips together in a passion filled kiss. That was all Deeks need before he joined the party. Quickly running his hand over Callen's chest, before moving them so they slide beneath the tee he was wearing, pushing it up so he could feel the whole of him.

Callen pulled out of the kiss so he could raise his arms and let Deeks remove his top. But before the younger man could return to the exploration of his chest he smirked and sidestepped so he was standing behind Deeks. Once there he started to plant kisses upon his neck, as he slowly pushed his own hands underneath Deeks' shirt. He didn't try to remove, just teased him with his touches, and kisses, waiting until the time Deeks capitulated to his control. Because this was his revenge, this was Deeks' punishment. Callen was going to control every moment of their time together, and he wanted the younger man to understand that from the off.

And Deeks, well he couldn't help but moan in pleasure as Callen teased his most sensitive points. The feel of his calloused fingers running across his nipples and down his side, it made his lean back, resting against the man behind him, giving him what he wanted without a word. He was Callen's to do with as he wished. He was all his.

Callen smirked at Deeks' obvious show of submission. It was only then that he brought his fingers out of his shirt to undo the buttons, slowly revealing to his sight, from his position watching over Deeks shoulder, the smooth chest that was hidden beneath. The smooth chest that he was determined to mark before this nights end.

Once the shirt was off, Callen quickly turned Deeks around so he could kiss him fiercely, making his mind melt into nothingness as their bare chests pressed together. And while doing so Callen directed them both towards the bedroom.

It wasn't until the back of his legs hit his bed that Deeks surfaced enough to know where they were. And that was only because Callen pulled out of the kiss so he could look at him. Watch him come back to himself before he smirked once more and pushed him backwards so he lying down his legs still hanging off the side. Callen then went to work removing the rest of Deeks' clothing until he could stand and look down at the completely naked man before him. He loved how compliant he was. How willing he was to do as he wanted him, how trusting he was that Callen wouldn't hurt him.

But that wasn't the main thoughts going through his head right then. No, now he decided, it was time for revenge. Therefore he moved so he was straddling the younger man, his jean clad thighs brushing against Deeks' uncovered skin as he dipped his head down to suck at the sensitive spot where his shoulder met his neck. Sucking hard enough to leave a mark, but making sure it was low enough on the man's body that it would not be seen the next day at work. Once satisfied with the deep red mark he had made, Callen proceeded to move slowly down Deeks body, kissing sucking and biting as he went, driving the man underneath him mad with a desire to move things along. But every time Deeks reached up to try and undo Callen's pants, or pull him into a kiss, the older man managed to slink away. It was a talent, Deeks had to give him that, even if it did drive him crazy with frustration. But at least he soon got the message. He was to lie there and take whatever torture Callen chose to give him. And hey, as tortures went this was definitely the most pleasurable he had ever encountered. Maybe if the enemy did this they would be more willing to spill their secrets.

Callen took his time making his way down Deeks' chest, but soon he found himself on his knees his mouth dangerously close to the younger man's cock, and Callen couldn't help but smirk. He could see by the slight tensing of Deeks' muscle what he thought would happen next, but Callen was nowhere near ready to give him that just yet. Therefore after half a second of breathing heavily over the younger man's straining erection he stood, taking a step back before moving his hands so he could flip Deeks over before the other man had a chance to realise what was happening.

Deeks for his part was confused. One minute he was waiting to feel Callen's mouth upon him, and the next he was staring down into his pillow, lying on his front. How had he done that? He wondered, but all thought soon left him as he felt Callen once more join him on the bed, his jeans creating a delicious friction against his sides as he slide up his body to start his torture with his mouth all over again, this time on his back. But Deeks soon realised it wasn't just Callen's mouth this time, his hands soon joined in, kneading his muscles in a way that caused Deeks to moan in pleasure at the sensual massage he was now receiving. Holy hell, how was it Callen didn't have men lining up around the block begging him to do this to them? How the hell had he been so luckily to get him to do it to him? Oh man, the touches, kisses, bites, they were all intoxicating, and Deeks had a feeling they were something he could soon become addicted to. And lying there naked in his bed letting the other man do as he wished to his body, Deeks really couldn't find it in himself to care.

By the time Callen had made his way down Deeks back he was coming to the end of his own endurance. His cock was straining against his pants, and he wanted nothing more than to just sink into the man lying before him. But he knew he couldn't. Therefore using every ounce of his willpower, he pulled away from the younger man before making his way to his bedside table. He remembered where Deeks kept the lube and condoms, and they were gonna need both, soon.

Once the things he needed were collected he returned to the bed, only to flip Deeks over once more before sinking to his knees and without any preamble closing his mouth around the younger man's throbbing member. He moved Deeks legs so they were over his shoulders, giving his fingers access to the other man's hole. And when he pushed his first finger in he couldn't help but smirk at how Deeks arched his back of the bed and reached down to grab his head. It was all the incentive he needed to proceed.

Callen prepped Deeks hard and fast. Gone was the sensuous torture he had been inflicting, now there was only one thing on his mind. Getting the other man ready for him. It was something Deeks appreciated, and made sure Callen knew by the sounds he made, calling out for more, harder, faster, begging him to hurry so he could have him inside of him. He was a complete mess and he knew it, but he didn't care. He was willing to do anything, say anything, that would make what he wanted happen faster. Make Callen enter him now.

Finally Callen felt Deeks was ready. Therefore he stood and striped in record time, before growling in a voice rough with desire "move up on the bed."

Deeks didn't think twice before he complied, even if hearing that voice coming out of the man he had thought he knew so well caused another hit of pleasure to zoom through him to his dick. Oh man, who knew Callen could sound damn hot while being commanding?

Once Deeks was lying fully on his bed, Callen moved between his legs. He pulled them up so they rested upon the younger man's chest, and in one smooth stroke he entered him fully. Deeks gasped and threw his head back at the sudden pleasurable invasion. A gasp that soon turned into a moan as Callen pulled back out, only to hammer back in again hard. This was what Deeks wanted so desperately, and it was more than he could ever imagine.

They continued like that, with Callen holding Deeks legs to his chest as he pounded into him. Watched as the man beneath him writhed and moaned, mewed and begged. He doubted Deeks even knew what he was saying or doing anymore, and Callen loved it. It helped him prolong his own torture, just so he could watch what he was doing to him. Watch how he managed to take Deeks to the edge and then pull him back over and over again.

But finally Callen knew he had to end it. Therefore he released Deeks legs, moving between them so he could grab wrap his hands in Deeks hair to hold him still. So he was lying skin to skin with the younger man as he pounded into him, staring directly into his eyes as he did so.


As soon as Deeks felt Callen move, his legs automatically wrapped around the older man's hips, pulling him closer, and giving him the leverage so that he could move with him. He wanted to come, and was about to beg Callen to help him, but then he found his eyes trapped in the icy blue of Callen's own. They were eyes that held so many selects every time he looked in them, but right now, in that moment in time, they held nothing but desire for him. A desire that went beyond fuck buddy's. No, what Callen's eyes said to him loud and clear in that moment was 'mine'. And Deeks certainly wasn't going to disagree with that one, so rather than speaking he looked back, hoping his own stare reflected his thoughts. That yes he was Callen's, to do with as he wished, whenever he wished.


Callen didn't understand what was happening as he stared down at Deeks. Because he knew this was more than just good sex, but he wasn't about to question it. No instead he revelled in the feeling it gave him, one of complete control over not just himself but his partner as well. A control that he had lacked most of his life, but somehow had found in bed with Deeks. Oh no, he definitely wasn't going to question that. Instead he smiled down at the younger man before whispering, in words barely louder than a breath "come for me."

And Deeks found he could do nothing but comply. Therefore staring into the eyes of his team leader he did just that, crying out as the orgasm hit and ripped through him, pulsing his body as the man above him carried on pounding into him. Cried out until his sight went almost white with pleasure before the blackness of him closing his eyes descended.


Callen watched as Deeks came, watched the orgasm course through him, holding off his own so he could see how it affected and contorted the man's face. Felt how his muscles contracted around him as he moved purposefully inside him. But when Deeks closed his eyes Callen knew he could hold off no longer, and with a cry of his own he emptied himself in one of the best and hardest orgasms he had in a very long time. And once he was done Callen did the only thing he could do. He collapsed down on the man beneath him, joining his own ragged breathing to Deeks'.


They lay like that for some time, both trying to calm their heartrates and pull themselves back to the world, with little effect. But finally they came back. Deeks was surprised to find his legs had moved to wrap around Callen's carves, and his arms were wrapped around the older man's body, holding him close.

Callen for his part came to, to find his head in the crook of Deeks' neck, and he didn't think twice about turning his head to plant a sweet kiss upon the younger man's neck.

"We have to do that again." Deeks muttered, a smile plastered on his face at the pleasure he had just received and given.

"Ur-huh, only if you're good." Callen muttered in response before heaving himself onto his elbows so he could pull himself completely out of the younger man and mange to collapse beside him rather than on top of him.

"If that's my reward, I'll be on my best behaviour." Deeks replied turning to smile smugly at the man beside him, and all Callen could do was chuckle at that before he found the energy to move and clean them both up. It was time to sleep, and after that exercise he was pretty sure they both needed it, a lot of it.

And when Callen returned to the bed, pulling the covers over them both, Deeks automatically turned to curl into his side, resting his head over his heart as he wrapped his arms around Callen's body.

"Night, G." He mumbled, already half asleep.

"Night, Marty." Callen replied before moving his hands, so one was in Deeks' hair and the other rest upon his shoulder.

And as they fell into a deep sleep, neither one of them considered that maybe, as they were fuck buddy's, perhaps they shouldn't be falling asleep together. In fact right then neither of them cared. All they wanted was to be close to the one they had just shared the most amazing experience with. And neither of them even questioned about how that experience had not only been about sex as it was supposed to be. Neither of them considered that that night they had shared something more, something deeper, than they had ever felt with anyone before.