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Deeks woke Sunday morning to find himself alone in the bed. He wondered briefly if it had all been a dream. If it had been his fertile mind that had invented the feeling of G touching him, the feeling of his calloused hand stroking his back. But then he realised he was lying on his front, on the side of the bed that was most definitely not his. So not a dream then. It had really happened, G really did like him. The question now was, what was he going to do with this information? Was he going to show G he felt the same way? And if so, how?
As he was pondering these things the man who was in the forefront of his mind came in, his hair damp telling Deeks that he had obviously just gotten out of the shower. Though much to Deeks displeasure he was also completely dressed. That was no fun.
Callen had woken with his hand still inside Marty's tee, and he was just glad that the other man hadn't woken before him. He had no idea how he would explain that away. So rather than even trying he had pulled himself out of the bed, deciding that a shower would be a really good way to try and get those thoughts out of his mind, and get himself back on the case they were supposed to be working. Hmm, it might just have to be a cold shower at that.
When he returned to the room he noticed Marty was awake and watching him. There was something in the younger man's eyes he hadn't seen there before. But he couldn't work out what it was. He hoped that Marty didn't know what he had done during the night. Didn't know how he had run his hands over his skin, wishing he could do so much more. No, concentrate on the case not your damn libido.
"You going to lie there all day or what?" He finally asked, wanting to break the silence that was permeating the room.
"That depends, you gonna join me?" Deeks replied with a flirtatious smile as he rolled over onto his back so he could stare up into G's eyes. Eyes that he now noticed dilated slightly at his words. Oh yeah, he would put money on the fact that G would like nothing more than joining him in bed again. But he also knew there was next to no chance of that happening.
"Get up Marty. We have places to be." Callen responded turning his back on the younger man before he was tempted to climb back under the covers. He knew Marty didn't really mean it, but he sure knew exactly what buttons to press, even when joking. Damn it.
"We do? And where's that?" Deeks asked as he sat up and started to stretch, not taking his eyes off of G's back or his ass. His very nice ass at that.
"Out and about. I thought we could go to the park, be seen there." Callen answered looking over his shoulder briefly and frowning when he noticed exactly where Marty's eyes were trained. Why the hell was the guy looking at his ass? I mean, did he has a stain on the back of his pants or something?
"Sounds good." Deeks nodded before finally pulling himself out of the bed and making his way to the door so he could have a shower too, though he did make sure that his body brushed ever so gently against G's. Now he knew the older man liked him, he was going to do everything he could to show him that the feelings were reciprocated. He just had to be subtle about it. He did not want G running away from him if he was too upfront.
Callen stared after the younger man when he was gone, trying to work out what the hell was going on. But he could come up with nothing, and now really wasn't the time to try and figure it out. They had a murder to catch, he would have to leave trying to decipher the mind of Marty Deeks until after the case was done. He could only take so much problem solving at once after all.
Therefore putting Marty's strange behaviour that morning from his mind Callen made his way to the kitchen and got them both some breakfast.
It didn't take long before both the men were ready for their outing. They were acutely aware that they wanted to get the attention of whoever it was that had followed them the previous day, but they also knew they couldn't just walk the same circuit as then in the hopes he would see them. That was why Callen had decided they should go to the park. It was a nice sunny day, and he reckoned most people would pass through there at one time or another. They would just have to wait and watch, and hope to see someone who resembled the man who had followed them the previous evening.
As soon as they left the house Deeks once more took G's hand, and like that they walked to the green space, deciding to sit at a picnic bench once they had arrived. They chose one that was not hidden or out of the way, but that was also not in the centre of the park. They wanted to be seen, but not to make it seem obvious that that was their mission. It was a carefully calculated move by both men, even if to any observer it would seem as if they picked the bench at random.
Once the decision on where to sit was made Callen sat down with his back to the table, resting his elbows behind him as he leaned back against it.
Deeks on the other hand smirked to himself as he decided that he needed to keep up the intimate touching between the two of them, as well as the illusion of a relationship. Therefore he quickly lay down on the seat with his knees bent, positioned perfectly so that he could put his head in G's lap. Smiling up at the older man as if this was something he always did, he placed his sunglasses over his eyes giving him the ability to look where he wished and no one would know.
Callen was shocked when Deeks lay down, but when he saw the loving cover smile the other man gave him, he had to give him credit for his quick thinking. It was the perfect, relaxed position that a couple could and would sit in for hours. It showed their relationship to everyone present, as well as giving them both a chance to watch those walking past them. Therefore he lowered one of his hands so he could run it through Marty's hair as he stared out at the park, seemingly relaxing and not really looking at anything. Though in truth taking in everyone who was there, noting every position and movement with the practised ease of a trained undercover agent.
They had been sitting there for some time, Deeks just thinking it was time to go and get some lunch, when they were approached by a young man. They both tensed as they noticed him, both staring at him and watching his gaunt intently. Trying to decide if he was the one that had followed them the previous evening. He was the right height that was for sure. So it was with an air of anticipation that they sat and waited, wondering what this guy wanted from them.
"Hi. Hmmm, you are Captain Greg Smith, right?" The young man said, obviously feeling uncomfortable with the tension that was radiating off the two undercover agents.
"Yeah." Callen responded deciding not to say anything more. Wondering what it was that had brought him over to them.
"Second Lieutenant John Crowbridge." The guy answered giving him a perfect salute before he continued talking. "Major Jones has assigned me to you when you start tomorrow, and well… I saw you and your partner over here so I thought I would come over and introduce myself." John trailed off, becoming even more uncomfortable under his superior's stare. Maybe it was not such a good idea to come over and introduce himself. It was just he had heard about the captain and his male partner, and he had heard some of the derogatory comments others had made. He had just wanted to make sure his captain knew that he supported him… but maybe he should have waited until tomorrow.
Deeks had been watching G's display with amusement, but he felt he should probably diffuse it slightly. After all this guy was going to be working with G. He didn't really want the man he cared for to piss off all the people he spent the day with. After all if he did that they would never be able to narrow down the suspect list. Therefore pulling his sunglasses down so he could look the lieutenant in the eyes he smiled as he spoke.
"G behave, he just came over to say hello. Doubt worry about him he's a big pussy cat when you get to know him. I'm Martin Rothwell, glad to meet the guy whose gonna have my man's back."
John turned to the other man who was still lying on the lap of his captain, and he couldn't help but smile back at him. He had an easy friendliness about him. An openness that his partner, the marine captain didn't. Not that John could blame Captain Smith for that fact, he doubted he would be very open if he had been gay had to have lived through don't ask don't tell.
"I will certainly watch my officers back, and I am sure he can teach me much about being a marine." John responded instantly, wanting to make sure Martin knew he could be trusted to keep Captain Smith safe, from any threat, including the words and behaviour of others.
"Good. I like you lieutenant Crowbridge, I think you will go far." Deeks replied smiling once more before pushing his sunglasses back over his eyes so he could continue watching the rest of the people in the park.
"I'll see you tomorrow lieutenant." Callen said into the ensuing silence that followed Deeks words. Though he was thinking they were going to have to talk about Marty calling him a pussy cat. He wasn't sure he like that or not. It was not something anyone had ever used to describe him before. But then he had never really ever known anyone quite like Marty Deeks.
"Sir." John responded, snapping off another salute before turning and walking away. He knew a dismissal when he heard one.
"Pussy cat? Really?" Callen muttered once he and Marty were once more alone, both looking out at the other people rather than at each other.
"Oh yeah. And I can't wait to make you purr." Deeks replied with a smirk on his face at all the ways he could think of to try and get G to moan his name. There were many in his mind.
Callen couldn't quiet believe what Marty had just said. I mean, seriously? That was just… man it seemed the younger guy couldn't help but flirt with everyone. Or though, so far he had noticed he hadn't been flirting that much, until today that was. What was going on? But rather than try and figure it out Callen replied to Marty's comment the only way he could think of.
"Shut up, Marty."
"Make me." Deeks answered without hesitation, pulling down his glasses so he could look G in the eye and could batter his lashes at him in the hopes it would cause G to react.
It did. Seeing the smug look on Marty's face Callen growled deep in his throat before he used the hand he had in the younger man's hair to pull him up, so he could slam their lips together in a show of dominance. Callen didn't even think about what he was doing. It wasn't for their cover, or because they was someone they needed to watch. It was purely because it was something he wanted to do. He forgot about everything but the man in his hands and at his mercy, the man he felt a desperate need to show exactly who was boss.
And Deeks kissing G back with equal passion and fever couldn't help but rejoice in his mind. His plan was working. G was kissing him because he wanted to, and it was awesome.