Hello all. I would like to thank Guest for the lovely review. I would also like to thank those of you who have followed and favoured since my last update.

So I am sorry for the long wait. I haven't been feeling this story for a long while, but it's come back to me now. There is only a few more chapters to go. I hope you like this one, it is very M rated as a form of apology.

Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS: LA.

Deeks woke to find his pillow was different to the one he was used to. Though that was mainly because it was human and breathing, and he could hear the heat beat thump under his ear. He couldn't stop the smile that spread across his face as he remembered the previous evening. Remembered the glorious date he and G had been on, and remembered the way the older man had made love to him. A memory that was enhanced by the slight pain he felt in his ass. But he didn't care about that. It had been more than worth it. It had been amazing and wonderful and perfect, and he couldn't wait to do it again.

"Are you going to lie there all morning smiling to yourself, or do I get a good morning kiss?" Came an amused voice from above him making him turn to smile up at G as he looked down at him.

"I don't know, what's the kiss worth?" Deeks asked with a smirk as he moved so his erection was pressed against G's hip.

"Name your price." Callen replied as desire and heat caused his pupils to dilate and his voice to lower. He would give Marty anything he wanted. Because he was finally lying naked in bed with the younger man after spending the night making love to him.

"Well in that case…" Deeks answered before moving swiftly so he was lying on top of G, fitting himself in-between his legs as he lowered his lips to the other mans. Lowered them so he could kiss them both right to the edge of passion filled desire. His hips moved of their own accord, thrusting against the hard line of Callen's erection, as the feelings filled them both to the brim. But just at the point that he knew both would fall over, he pulled away.

"I want you, G. I want to make love to you." He murmured as he moved to place sweet butterfly, barely there kisses along the older man's jaw and down his neck.

"God, yes. " Callen groaned straining his head back to give Marty better access. If this was what if felt like to wake up with the younger man, then he couldn't wait to do it every day for the rest of his life. T was more than he had ever dreamed of having, and yet everything he wanted.

Deeks smirked at the wrecked sound in G's voice, smirked at the knowledge that he was the cause of it. Therefore he proceeded to kiss his way down the other man's body, worshiping it in the same way G had done to his own the night before, and using every pleasure point he knew the other man had, to drive him crazy.

Callen freely gave himself over to Marty's control, happily let him lead them wherever he wanted them to go. And when he felt his fingers breech him, felt the first push inside him he could stop the moan of pleasure that coursed through him from escaping his lips. He didn't even try. He wanted Marty to know how amazing he was making him feel. Wanted him to know how much he was enjoying his attention.

Once he had one finger inside G, Deeks sat back. Sat between the older man's legs and watched how his body moved. Watched as his eyelids slide closed and his head threw back as he repeatedly pushed and retreated his finger inside him. Watched at how his mouth opened in a silent gasp of pleasure when he added another finger, and then another. Glorying in the knowledge that he was the one who was doing this to G. He was the one causing these sounds and reactions to fall unbidden from him.

It wasn't long before Callen was pushing himself back against the fingers inside him even as they were thrust forwards. He was searching for the sweet sensation of being full of the man he loved. But however much he seemed to be chasing it, he never seemed to be able to fulfil his need. Therefore he snapped his eyes open, and staring up at the man sat between his legs he said the only thing he could. "I want you, now."

"That can be arranged." Deeks replied with a smirk, making Callen glare at him though it had no heat in it. Not when he saw that Marty was getting himself ready to enter him.

Once he had the condom in place, Deeks moved G's legs so they were resting up and over his shoulders. He moved so he was kneeling in a position where all he needed to do was lift G up slightly to enter him. His hands moved then to pull G's cheeks apart and he pulled him towards his straining member, making G open and ready for him. And only then did he push slowly inside, seating himself completely inside the other man in one smooth thrust. There he stayed, allowing G to become accustomed to him filling him.

But it didn't take long before Callen had enough of that. "Move." He growled out the order, in his commanding voice, causing Deeks' pulse to quicken at the sound. Damn he loved that voice.

As such he did as he was ordered to do. He moved, thrusting hard and fast into the man spread open below him, enjoying watching as how his actions were taking G apart. The position he had G in meant he was completely in control. Only he could control the tempo of his thrusts, and only he could control the pressure. It was amazing to watch as G tried to push for more, for harder, and yet find he was incapable of achieving his goals if Deeks did not want him to. He had G completely at his mercy and he loved it.

Callen was well aware of that fact too. He had known that Marty wouldn't let him have control for long, so it was no surprise to him that their second time making love was like this. But he didn't care. It could be like this every time as long as it always felt as good as it did right then. Because while Marty was in control, he listened to what Callen's body was telling him, and he increased his thrusts when he wanted him to, and changed the angle to one of perfection at the slightest hint from Callen. It was perfect and everything he wanted it to be between them. The perfect amalgamation of control and caring. The perfect give and take between the two men.

Finally Deeks knew he was close, he moved one of his hands to G's weeping cock, and started to pump it in time to his pushes into the man's body. It took only five more thrusts before G was coming. His muscle tightening around Deeks causing him to follow him swiftly into the realms of orgasmic pleasure. And it was only when he was done did he finally collapse down onto the man below him. It was only then that he allowed himself the feel of G's heated, sweaty body against his own.

Callen for his part wrapped Marty up in his arms as soon as their chests were touching. Pulling the man closer still so he could press sweet loving kisses to his forehead. That had been one of the best experiences of his life, and he couldn't wait to do it again.

It was while they were lying there, holding each other close as their breathing returned to normal that Deeks' alarm rang, causing Callen to look at the time and chuckle.

"I think you're going to be late for work, Marty." He said, though he made no effort to make either of them move.

"Nope. My job is to keep you in bed. So I actually started work early this morning." Deeks replied smirking up at him before moving so they could share a sweet loving kiss.

"You did that." Callen agreed when they parted, smiling up at the man with him, loving shining in his eyes as he did so. He couldn't believe Marty was finally his, after all the waiting and wanting, he finally had him.

And Deeks looking down at him couldn't stop himself as the words slipped from between his lips. "I love you, G."

"I love you too." Callen replied without thought. Because how could he not? They were nothing more than the truth after all. And right then, in their world where only the two of them existed, those words were all that mattered.

It was quite some time later before they finally made their way back to Hetty's, wide smiles on both their lips at the words they had shared that morning. At hearing the love the other had for them spoken aloud. They were smiles that didn't dim, even when the entered the house to find Hetty standing in the hallway waiting for them.

"You are late, Mr Deeks." she said with a raised eyebrow as she stared the younger man down.

"That was my fault, Hetty. I do need my bed rest, after all." Callen replied, moving to get her to turn her glare onto him instead. He did not want her frightening away the man he loved after all now did he?

"Hmm. Be that as it may, from now on Mr Deeks, if you wish to share Mr Callen's bed please do it here." Hetty responded turning her eyes back to the younger man who she knew was far easier to scare than the one she had raised.

"I… um… Monty, I have to-" Deeks tried to say. Tried to think of a reason why he really couldn't stay at Hetty's. He still wasn't comfortable with the idea of sleeping with G here, even if all they did was sleep. It felt… weird.

"He is welcome too. You can go and collect him before dinner this evening, as well as some clothes." Hetty replied in a tone that clearly said that the situation was settled. That Deeks and Monty would be staying until she deemed Callen fit enough to return to his own home.

"I never said I was staying." Deeks yelped, his eyes widening as he did so.

"I do not believe Mr Callen will be happy sleeping alone. And I do not want him trying to sneak out at night to see you. Therefore the obvious solution is for you to stay, do you not agree?" Hetty asked simply, presenting it as if it was the only practical solution to be had.

"Umm, yes?" Deeks agreed, knowing there was no way out of this. And well, at least he had the compensation of being with G. of being able to wake up beside him every morning, and sleep next to him every night. That had to help, right?

"Then it is settled. I will see you both later. Have a good day, Mr Deeks. And Mr Callen, please try and get some sleep. I am sure you exertions last evening have left you very tired." And with that Hetty swept out of the house, not even trying to hide the smirk she had on her face at having the last word with the two men.

"Looks like I'm staying." Deeks said when she was gone, turning to the man next to him.

"So it does. Why don't we go and test out how comfortable my bed is, with both of us in it?" Callen replied with a smirk, before grabbing the younger man's hand and dragging him towards his room. And while in truth all he really wanted to do right then was actually sleep, he did not want to do it alone.

Therefore it wasn't long before they were both naked wrapped in each other's arms, fast asleep in Callen's bed.