Nell kicked her shoes off outside the bathroom door and made her way over to the shower. The water would take time to heat up so she took a moment. Staring in the bathroom mirror she examined her reflection and couldn't help the smile that broke across her face.

Nell noticed the whisker burn at her neck and chest that Callen's facial had caused when he buried his head at her throat; making her skin red and sensitive.

Her fingers travelled to the good sized love bite on her neck and she flushed. That was going to be close to impossible to cover unless she wore a polo neck or scarf indoors; and considering she lived in LA, Nell may as well wear a sign saying 'I was thoroughly debauched last night and the evidence is on my neck!'

She was going to have to talk to Callen about less conspicuous hickey placements. She wasn't adverse to receiving them, especially when Callen made them feel that good; it was just that they worked with highly observant federal agents on a daily basis, him being one of them, and they needed to be more careful, unless they wanted to 'out' themselves before they were ready.

Nell then went about removing her ruined Nylons; her blush increasing. The memory of Callen ripping them to gain access to her had Nell breathing shallower and she bit her lip. She liked how rough he could get, but she appreciated that he took the time to make sure was ok with what he was doing. That he cared enough to ensure her pleasure and to not make her uncomfortable. A conversation was going to be had on boundaries and safe words. Nell was very much looking forward to it.

Standing barefoot on the tiled floor, Nell was about to remove her skirt when she heard a thud by the door and saw Callen leaning against the wall, his bag and shoes next to Nell's discarded foot wear and top. His gaze swept her from head to toe and he smiled. Nell smiled back and tilted her head to the side.

"Did you pick my lock to get back in?" she asked, remembering her door locked automatically and she hadn't given him a key or left the catch on for him to return.

Callen just shrugged in a 'of course I did' manner and walked to stand behind her, wrapping his arms around her bare waist and holding her tightly. Nell leaned back against him, head resting against his chest, sighing in relaxation.

Callen ducked his head and lightly sucked the love bite on her neck that he'd given her earlier and she gasped, eyes rolling back into her head, enjoying the pleasure pain of it as he lapped the sting away with his tongue.

She could feel him smile into her skin and she opened her eyes. Meeting his eyes in the mirror she guided her hand up to her own mark on his throat and saying "We're going to have to be careful." She guided the tips of her fingers over the purpling shape and continued "The team aren't stupid, they'll put two and two together and realise we have some pretty interesting bruising at the same time."

Callen hummed in a non-committal way, "I don't know, I like having a matching set." He said as he turned Nell in the circle of his arms. Nell smiled and went to her tiptoes and kissed him softly.

"I do too. It'll be a nice reminder during a long work day when you're not around. But do you really want to deal with Deeks' teasing and Sam's knowing looks?"

Callen shrugged and lowered his head to kiss her bruise. "You could say that yours is burn from a curling iron or something and I'll just say that sparring got a little rough." Nell bit her lip and raised an eyebrow.

"How 'rough' do your training sessions with Sam get, exactly? Should I be worried?" Callen snorted at the implication and slapped her on the ass; smirking when she gasped. Nell rolled her eyes at his obvious glee of her reaction. "All I'm saying is; they could be less visible, not less of them."

Callen nodded and leaned down to capture her lips in a kiss, deep and long; tongues stroking slowly. Nell moved her hands to the front of his shirt and started to slowly pop the buttons. She broke the kiss with a peck and placed her lips on his chest and kissed her way down the skin revealed; tasting the salt of his sweat on her lips. She noticed his scars but paid them no special mind; she knew the story behind them and figured Callen wouldn't appreciate her lingering. Not meaning she ignored them, she just let her lips trip over them.

Nell reached a nipple and placed her lips around it, sucking gently, liking the gasp she received. Taking it between her teeth she bit lightly and flicked it with the tip of her tongue. Callen's hands tightened on her waist and she pulled back, smiling. Callen raised an eyebrow and asked.

"Am I allowed to touch you? Or is this like before where you torture me some?"

Nell's smile widened "oh, touching is very much encouraged." She bit her lip "I remember what those hands are capable of and it was appreciated."

Callen chuckled, "You have a smart mouth."

Nell pursed her lips in mock offence "only 'smart'? And here I was thinking you were impressed with my mouth, at least you seemed to be when-"

Callen cut her off with a kiss and chuckled against her lips. "Ok, you have a genius mouth."

Nell smiled and fake preened, "Hm, 'Genius'. Just like the rest of me then."

Callen glided his hands up and down her sides, noting the shivers. "Who knew you were so full of it?" he teased as his fingers found the zip at the side of her skirt.

"Well, I'd rather be full of something else." She tilted her head and bit her lip. "Think you can help with that?" Nell started to laugh and Callen joined her as they kissed a little more.

Noticing the steam filling the room; Nell finished unbuttoning his shirt and pushed it from his shoulders, her hands gliding down his arms and down to his jeans. Callen hadn't bothered doing his belt back up which left Nell with just his button and zipper, which she took care of quickly. He stepped out of his pants and toed off his sock, kicking them aside. Callen slinked his hands across her hips unfastened her skirt, watching as it floated down her legs, to a puddle at her feet.

Callen swayed back slightly as to see her better. A slow smile curved his lips. She was all soft curves and pale skin, highlighted with hints of flush. "Perfect." Callen whispered as he bent down to kiss her, his hands going to her back and grazing up and flicking the clasp of her bra open with deft fingers. He smoothed his hands up her arms, taking the straps and pulling them down. The bra went to the floor unwatched as his eyes were resolutely on her breasts.

Placing his thumbs on the pronounced bump of her hip bones above the line of her panties; Callen spread his fingers and palmed her waist, inching his hands up her flat stomach in a barely there caress. The curve of his hands tripped over her ribs and turned up to cup her breasts when they reached the undersides. Nell was breathing hard and he could feel the hard beating of her heart.

Looking up into her face he lowered his mouth to her flushed chest and captured a nipple. His hot mouth sucked and flicked making Nell moan and her hands fly to the back of his head. Releasing her from his mouth he moved his mouth to the inner most part of her breast, just by the valley of her chest and sucked a hard mark. Nell let out a harsh gasped "G."

Callen drew back and looked down at her "Discreet enough for you?" Nell's eyes were half lidded and dark as she dragged him down by his neck for a frantic kiss. They were hard and demanding, teeth nipping, tongues duelling for dominance.

All Callen could think of was her; the noises she made, the feel of her under his hands, hot and wanting. All Callen wanted was her, no one else. That thought made his heart hammer and hold her harder; he was almost positive he was going to leave finger shaped bruises on her hips and waist but Nell didn't seem to mind as she was pushing her hips against him all the harder.

Nell pulled back and panted. "You will the only one seeing that one. That's for sure."

Callen nodded and kissed her again, pulling back just enough that his lips ghosted hers at every movement. "And you're the only one I'll be doing it too." Callen was powerless not to return her small, soft, pleased smile; their admissions of only wanting one another increasing the ever building tension and anticipation.

Callen's hands gripped the sides of Nell's underwear and just as she thought he was going to tug them down her hips, he ripped them clean of her body. Nell moaned and stumbled forward at the force of his actions; hands bracing on his chest. "G." She admonished when the ruined scrap of lace dropped to the floor. Callen smirked.

"I'll buy you more; an endless supply." Nell narrowed her eyes and tilted her head.

"Or maybe I'll just stop wearing them altogether; Saves time and money." Nell smiled devilishly at the growl she felt under her palms and quickly moved to remove Callen of his boxer briefs; glad to see him already half hard and impressed at his refractory period. He grabbed her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist as they kiss deeply, he groans at the feel of her wetness against his stomach and she in return from the stimulus.

Callen walks them to the shower and places them under the hot spray; Nell's back against the cold tile making her gasp into the kiss. He moves his mouth to her chin and nips her, making Nell rotate her hips against him. Her hair is soaked and plastered to her head, neck and shoulders. He nudges it aside with his nose and continues kissing down her body. Reaching a nipple, he gives it a playful tug between his teeth that has Nell arching her back.

Placing her back to her feet, he peppers sucking kisses between the valley of her breasts and down to her belly button as his hands travel from her ankles up her thighs and to the curve of her ass, squeezing and kneading; the water making their journey smooth and silky against her skin.

Kneeling before Nell, Callen looks up into her eyes and takes hold of her leg, hooking it over his shoulder. Nell's breath hitches and her eyes widen as her face and chest flush. Without losing eye contact Callen dips his head and licks a strip against her sex. Nell gasps and keens when he does it again, tongue separating her folds, his stubble rasping her sensitive flesh, sending knee wobbling tremors throughout her body.

Callen's hands go to her ass and hip to keep her in place as he dips his tongue into her, tasting her. Her warm, tangy wetness coating his tongue as his nose rubs against her clit. Nell jumps at the contact and lets out a cry as her hands go to the back of his head and she scrapes her nails down his neck, making him moan; the vibration making her shudder and contract around his tongue. His tongue travels up slowly over her and reaches her clit with a hard flick of the point of his tongue. Nell lets out another cry and Callen soothes her back down with the flat of his tongue. He alternates between harsh flicks and soft licks, sending her careening towards orgasm.

It all feels amazing, but Nell needs more. Something extra to push her that final, frustrating distance and Callen provides it. Taking her clit in his mouth he lightly scrapes his teeth against it and Nell jumps at the overly sensitive nerves being taken between his teeth. He bites down and she's so close; he draws back and takes the nub in his lips and sucks, hard. Nell screams his name as she explodes, nails scoring his neck and shoulder. He continues lapping at her as she rides her orgasm, legs shaking, inner walls contracting strongly. She presses her thighs together and grabs the sides of his face to bring him to her mouth when she gets too sensitive for his continued attentions.

She leans her head against the wall, breathing hard as she pulls him in for a slow kiss. She can taste herself along with the water pouring over them both. He crowds her against the wall and holds her up; and she can feel him fully hard against her lower belly. They kiss until Nell's breathing is back to normal and she slides her hand down his water slicked chest and grasps him.

Nell uses the water of the shower to stroke him. Her thumb brushing over his tip, thumb nail grazing the sensitive ridge at the underside of his head. Callen grips her waist and gasps onto her forehead where he's placed his lips. He throws his head back on a particular twist of her wrist and Nell leans forward to nip at his chest, her teeth scuffing his nipples. She puts her lips over the area of his heart and bites a sucking kiss she knows will mark at the same time she squeezes his shaft. And he releases a guttural groan.

Callen comes hot and hard against her stomach as the shower washes it away down the drain. Nell keeps stroking him until he takes her hands and pins them by her head, kissing her sloppily.

Callen pulls back after a while and reaches for a cloth and her strawberry body wash. He tenderly lathers her body with the sweet soap from head to toe. Turning her and massaging the muscles of her shoulders and neck, the cloth travelling to her front and working her chest. He's so caring and careful it makes tears bite at Nell's eyes and she bites her lip, leaning her head back against his chest. His ministrations move to her sensitive sex and Nell jumps and gasps but lets him carry on, enjoying the intimate touching.

Nell turns in his arms and reaches for the body wash, using her hands to rub him down. Kneading and massaging what she can reach. She sees Callen move at the side of her and then feels his hand on her scalp the familiar smell of coconut shampoo filling the shower. Nell sighs as he creates cleansing foam in her hair; leaning into his touch. When he's satisfied she's sudsy enough he places them back under the spray tipping her head back and kissing her whilst ensuring no bubbles get in her eyes. Callen quickly washes his own hair when they feel the water starting to run cold and turn it off and jump out when it turns icy.

Nell walks to the towel rack and throws one of the bigger ones too him; laughing when it hits him in the face and he gives her a 'look'.

Callen wraps the towel around his waist and gets his toiletry bag from the hall. He walks back in to see Nell at the sink putting tooth paste on her brush. Standing next to her he watches her in the reflection of the mirror. She looks young; face clear of makeup, hair dripping water droplets down her back and chest. He thinks for a moment he may be too old, that she should be with someone with less baggage and more...just more. But then she catches him staring in their reflection as she places her brush in its holder and smiles. He smiles back, can't not. And thinks that all that stuff doesn't matter; she knows it all and he's still there in her bathroom in nothing but a towel and she's smiling at him, big, wide and happy.

Callen goes about brushing his own teeth when Nell starts combing her hair, putting cream on her face and applying deodorant. He sees her sneaking looks in his direction and smiling to herself and he feels a bubble of happiness in his chest. She bends and flips her hair over her face and starts to squeeze the water out as Callen finishes up his after shower routine. He walks into her bedroom and removes the towel from his waist and begins to dry himself, head to toe; looking up when he feels eyes on him. Nell's standing there biting her lip and blushing. Callen smirks and tilts his head.

"What's the blush for?" he asked amusement evident. Nell's hands twist in the towel that had dried her hair and looked to the floor before meeting his gaze again.

"You. Naked. In my bedroom. Not exactly how I thought tonight would end, this morning." Nell shrugged and walked towards him. "It's good, though. Right?" She leans forward and traces her tongue up his chest where a droplet of water was falling. Callen's eyes fluttered shut as she began to kiss up his chest and neck. She reached his cheek and he turned his head, talking against her lips.

"Yeah, it's good." And he kissed her, unhurriedly and soft; his tongue teasing hers. he was about to deepen it when Nell yawned against his mouth. Pulling back abruptly, Nell slapped a hand over her mouth, face red, eyes wide.

"I am so sorry." Nell says, mortified, words muffled by her hand. Groaning she dropped her forehead to his chest and Callen laughed, wrapping his arms tightly around her shoulders. Kissing the top of her head and saying into her nearly dry hair

"Nap?" Nell wraps her arms around his waist and nods against his chest.

"Yeah. That sounds great. Sorry." She says again. Callen just smiles, shaking his head and pulls back to look down at her face.

"No apologies necessary. I obviously wore you out more than we thought." He smirks and Nell snorts, pinching his side. Callen jumps and raises an eyebrow.

"Smugness gets pinched." She explains and Callen smiles, rolling his eyes. "So, Nap, then all the sex?" Nell clarifies as she untangles herself from him and drops her towel to the floor. Callen watches as she makes her way to her bed and throws the blankets back on both sides, before climbing in. She looks at him still standing by the foot of the bed and widens her eyes in question as to why he hasn't joined her.

"I don't really sleep, Nell; At least not for long and certainly not well." He told her as he made his way to the opposite side of the bed. She smiles at him as he settles against the pillows.

"I don't mind, as long as you're here." She tells him as she drapes herself across his chest; hand resting on his sternum, chin atop it, looking into his eyes. "Besides, I don't plan on sleeping long, just enough to recharge." Callen nods and leans in as she stretches up and they trade lazy kisses. Nell pulls back with a contented sigh and nuzzles her nose against his chest and relaxes against him, tracing her name on his chest.

Callen can feel her soft breaths even out over his skin as he skims the tips of his fingers along the bumps of her spine with one hand whilst she holds the other, fingers intertwined on his stomach. He kisses her temple and he allows her rhythmic breathing to lull him to sleep.

Callen wakes first and is shocked to see he slept a whole two hours, uninterrupted. Nell's digital clock says it's just gone 1:30am; he weighs up the pros and cons of waking Nell up for 'All the sex' when she makes his mind up for him by sighing in her sleep and pressing herself up against his side.

Callen nuzzles her cheek with his nose as his hands stroke up and down her back. Nell turns into him and he kisses his way along her temple, eyelids, nose, before finally landing on the corner of her mouth. He kisses her awake and she lets out a hum against his lips with a sleepy "G." Smiling into the kiss, Callen rolls Nell on to her back and settles between her parted thighs, resting his weight on his forearms, bracketing her head as he kisses her breathless.

Callen groans and Nell gasps when she shifts her hips and his heavy hardness brushes against her wetness. Nell starts to circulate her hips against him and they get lost in each other and the pleasurable friction being created.

Callen has to use all of his willpower to pull himself up and ask a breathless "Condoms?"

Nell blinks up at him, chest heaving. "Clean, pill and coil. I'm good without if you are."

Callen looks down at her, searching her face, "You sure? I mean, I'm clean too and negligible for the other two. But are you sure?"

Nell smiles softly up at him and uses her fingers to trace down his temple. "Yes." She answers resolutely.

Callen smiles back and kisses her gently. "Then I'm good without too." He whispers.

Nell's hand travels between them and gets him in hand, stroking him a few times for good measure; never leaving each other's eyes she slowly guides him down and then...their phones ring.

A/N: *ducks at reader outrage* Sorry, you guys, no sex this chapter. Didn't feel like the right time. But shower time fun was good, right?

To Alix33 who kindly pointed out my mistakes on the last chapters, thank you my dear. I've filed them away and will change them soon.

I really love your comments, they make me smile.

SJx