Callen is sitting on the couch of the OPS center, not aware he's being watched by his boss. Hetty is in her office, looking at the distressed and confused look on the agent's face. Somehow, she knows this has something to do with Kensi. She often tries to stay away from their life but she can't stand there and do nothing any longer. So Hetty walks from her office and stops right by Callen's side.

"Did you change her mind?"

Callen doesn't seem startled and she guesses he felt her coming closer to him. He just shakes his head and keeps looking at Kensi's empty desk. "She told me to stop thinking and just act."

Kensi's thoughts have never been clearer to Hetty but it seems like Callen is completely clueless. "Then what's the problem?"

As if to confirm her theory, Callen shakes his head and looks at her, silently asking for her help. "I have no idea of what she means."

Hetty sits next to him on the couch and allows a small smile to take over her features. "What is your heart telling you?"

Callen smirks and looks away from her. "You don't want to know."

He's right about that. If the smirk on his face is any indication of what's going on in his mind right now, she doesn't want to know. "Maybe that's exactly what she means. Maybe you need to do whatever your heart is telling you to do instead of following your brain."

Callen frowns and looks back at Hetty. "How can she possibly know what my heart is telling me to do?"

Hetty smiles softly and gets up from the couch. "The girl always knows, Mr. Callen. Have a good night."

The glint in her eyes when she says that scares him. She can't possibly know what he's planning on doing right now, right? He sure hopes she doesn't because that would be just plain creepy. "You too, Hetty…"

As soon as Hetty walks out of the door, Callen follows her and gets in his car. His destination has never been clearer in his mind. He reaches her street and parks his car outside her house. Her living room light is off and the sane part of him realizes it's a bit late to be knocking on someone's door. But he doesn't allow that to stop him. He gets out of the car, locks it and walks to Kensi's door. He rings the doorbell without hesitating and he knows she's going to show up there a few seconds later with her gun in her hand.

And he's right. Kensi opens the door a minute later. He sees the gun on the table she keeps near the door but doesn't comment. She seems confused and sleepy at the same time. The combination of that with the shirt she's wearing (one that only reaches mid-thigh and that leaves her long tanned legs bare to his eyes) are exactly what he needed to throw the last bit of his sanity out of the window. He reaches out, grabs her face with his hands and connects their lips in one swift movement.

She's so warm and sweet that he wants to hit himself repeatedly for not doing this a lot sooner. Kensi seems shocked for a few seconds but as soon as she recovers she starts kissing him back with as much passion and uses her arms to pull him closer. Callen closes the door behind him without breaking contact with her lips and guides her to the couch. He knows where her bedroom is but he doesn't think he's strong enough to make it there.

So he sits on the couch and helps her straddling his lap. Her hands are on his shirt, pulling it upwards, and he doesn't make a move to stop her. Instead, he pulls back and lifts his arms to help her taking it off. Then her lips are on his again and his arms rest on her bare thighs. Her skin is as soft as he imagined it would be and the way she starts moving against him when she feels his hard member feels way too good to be wrong. Wrong…he can't even think about this as wrong anymore. This is right. God, it's so right. But she has to stop. She has to stop grinding against him because if she doesn't this will all be over before it even starts. So he uses his grip on her thighs to stop her and Kensi makes a little sound of protest against his lips. Callen understands her urgency and takes her shirt off in a matter of seconds.

She's not wearing a bra and he's glad because he never really understood how those damn clasps work. His mouth connects with one of her nipples and she holds onto his shoulders. The soft moan that comes out of her lips only encourages him further. He bites, licks and sucks on her nipple until he's satisfied and moves onto the other one, making her moans get louder by the second. Kensi seems impatient and starts grinding against him once again. He knows that if she keeps this up she's going to end up getting a nasty burn from his zipper so he lifts her off his lap for a second to get rid of his jeans.

Kensi smirks when she sees the tent in his boxers and he can't think straight anymore. One of her hands hold onto his shoulder while the other one goes inside his boxers and grabs him. Callen groans at the contact and buries his head in her neck, sucking on her pulse point where he knows he'll leave a mark. Kensi gets rid of his boxers and he stops her when he feels her lips way too close to his erection. He's hanging by a thread here and her lips could easily be the end for him. So he pulls her up and gets rid of her panties. Then he looks into her dark lust filled eyes to see if there's any indication there that she doesn't want to do this. But he can't find any.

When he manages to speak, he's not exactly proud of the shakiness in his voice but she seems to be, if her smirk is anything to go by. "Do we need a condom?"

Kensi doesn't answer him. She sinks down on him without any kind of warning and moans loudly. Callen groans at the feeling of finally being inside of her and grabs her hips once again. She's wet and warm around him and the tightness of her walls makes it hard for him to hold on. Kensi buries her head in the crook of his neck and whispers, her voice also shaky now. "I'm on the pill."

But the words don't even register in Callen's mind. All he can think about is this beautiful woman in his arms and the way she makes him feel. He gives her some time to adjust to the feeling of him inside of her and only starts thrusting upwards when she starts moving too. Their movements are slow at first but then Kensi arches her back and clenches against him in consequence of a mind-blowing orgasm and that's the end for him. He can't control himself any longer. He uses the grip on her thighs to help her move faster, not giving her time to recover from her orgasm. She doesn't seem to mind, though. She keeps moaning by his hear, urging him on.

It's only when she comes for the second time that he realizes he's near his peak. And, even though he wishes he could hold on for a little while longer, Kensi looks at him with such passion in her eyes that he can't resist it. He thrusts upwards three times and when she whispers, looking him in the eye, he comes undone. "Come for me, Callen. Come on, G." It registers in his mind that her walls are undulating around him again and the very tiny part of his brain that is still capable of thinking takes proud in knowing he made her orgasm three times. Kensi is breathing hard, her head on his shoulder. Callen wraps his arms around her and tries to calm down enough to speak.

But then he feels her sob against his shoulder and he's suddenly scared he might have hurt her in anyway. So he makes her look at him and sees a tear in her face. "What's wrong?"

Kensi lifts herself off of him and wipes away the only tear that managed to escape. "I'm an idiot!"

Callen tries not to look at the amazing naked body in front of him and focus on her face. "No, you're not."

Kensi is almost frantic now, grabbing her shirt and putting it on faster than what he thought anyone could. "You don't like new team-members. You'd do anything to make me stay."

Callen realizes what she's trying to imply and shakes his head. "I take back what I just said. You are an idiot."

Kensi finds her panties and puts them on while trying not to look at him, making him see just how serious about this she is. "No, it makes perfect sense. You did it to keep me from leaving. And I let you do it. I allowed you to touch me."

As soon as that sentence leaves her mouth he gets up from the couch as fast as he can and gathers her in his arms. Kensi fights back against him, punches him and tries to kick him, but he's having none of it. "Stop it, Kens. You can kick and punch all you want. I'm not letting you go."

Then she breaks down and his heart clenches when she starts sobbing against his chest. "I'm so stupid."

Callen wraps his arms tightly around her and doesn't let her go. "Kensi, listen to me. Before I met you my favorite color was green. Now, it's brown because, as cheesy as that sounds, it reminds me of your eyes. My favorite food is that awesome chocolate cake you make every once in a while. And I was the one who acted like an idiot. I should have told you this sooner. I should have done all those things sooner. I didn't have sex with you because of your decision to leave. I did it because I'm pretty sure I'm falling for you."

Kensi stops sobbing and Callen allows her to lift her head and look at him. The honesty she sees in his eyes makes her smile softly and Callen eases his hold on her, not letting her go yet. "I think I might be falling for you too."

Callen's smile grows even bigger and he kisses her on the lips. "Now it's your turn to tell me things about you I don't know yet."

Kensi's flirtatious smile doesn't fool him and when she starts pushing him backwards to her bedroom, he knows what her intentions are. He's not about to stop her either. "You want to know what my favorite color is?"

Callen nods and feels the back of his knees hitting her mattress. "And your favorite food too..."

Kensi pushes him on the bed and falls on top of him. "My favorite food is that chocolate cake too. My favorite color is the dark blue your eyes turned into just a few minutes ago."

Callen flips them over, deciding that it's his turn to take charge of things and smirks. "Do you want to see it again?"

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Okay, this is the end of this story. I know this sex-scene is not that good but in my defense I just want to say I wrote it during math class.

Reviews are always great and make me want to write more things like this one.

Sarah