Kensi gently turned in his arms to wake him. She dropped a kiss to his nose and waited. That weird twitchy thing started.
"Deeks, wake up.." She tried, but he just curled closer to her. "Deeks!" She said a little louder. He wasn't waking up, so she settled on a different tactic. She climbed on top of him, so she was hovering inches above his body. "Fine, I guess I'll just have to shower by myself." She whispered in his ear, before kissing him on the lips.
Deeks slowly blinked awake and slowly responded to the kiss. When they pulled back, he smiled up at her. "Morning.." He whispered, afraid to break the moment if he spoke to loud. He took in her beauty. Her hair was messed up, off to one side, and her t-shirt from the previous night was wrinkled. And she never looked better..
"Morning sleepyhead." She said, hovering over him.
"How did you sleep?" It touched Kensi that he was worried about her. She put one hand on his cheek and supported herself with the other.
"I slept really, really good." She told him honestly before she placed a kiss on his lips.
"Good, I guess that means you'll have enough energy to-"
Kensi cut him off. "Deeks.." She warned. He looked at her genuinely confused.
"To get breakfast..." He finished. "What were you thinking?" He asked, before realization hit him. "You were thinking something dirty, weren't you? Mind out of the gutter, Blye. You know, unless, of course, you wanna do whatever dirty little thing that was floating around in your head. Because I'm open to suggestions." He smirked.
"Well..." Kensi teased back, and she used her position above him as an advantage. She shifted a little closer to him so that her chest was flush against his. "I was thinking that maybe we could make things a little more interesting." She said in a seductive voice.
"Oh yeah? How?" Deeks asked, his hands shifting up to her waist.
"A little physical activity."
"And just what kind of physical activity?"
"The kind that requires a lot of endurance."
"I think I could get on board with that." Deeks said, pulling Kensi closer and quickly kissing her before it turned heated.
Kensi pulled back. "Good, get your running shoes." Kensi said as she started to crawl off of Deeks, but he pulled her back.
"Kens! That is not playing fair." He pouted.
"When have you ever known me to play fair?"
"Touché."
Kensi tried to get up again, but Deeks held her firm. "Deeks, will you let go of me?" She asked.
"Nope." He said smugly.
"Why not?"
"Because I'm planning my revenge."
"And you need-" Kensi started laughing uncontrollably as he quickly reversed their positions and began tickling her. "Deeks!" Kensi cried as he continued his assault on her sides.
"Nope, Kens, this is my revenge." He laughed as he used one of his hands to pin both of hers above her head and used the other to continue tickling her.
"Deeks!" She tried to break her hands free of his grip, but he had her stuck. "Let me go!" She commanded between giggles, but it didn't sound anywhere near as serious as she had intended it to.
"Not gonna happen, princess. This is too much fun." He used his advantage over her to lean down and quickly kiss her, but it backfired as she responded to the kiss as if it could be their last. He loosened his hold on her hands. She allowed him to weave his fingers through hers and brought her spare hand up to his messy curls. His hand ventured down to her waist and he pulled her closer.
Kensi sat on the counter in the kitchen in Deeks' shirt watching him cook. "I love your pancakes." Kensi stated as he got the eggs from the fridge.
"I know." He stated simply. "But you're gonna like this even better."
"What is it?"
"That's a surprise."
"Oh. Well can I at least have a hint?"
"Nope." He said, pulling the blueberries from the fridge as well.
"Please?"
"No."
"Please?" She asked, leaning forward, knowing full well it would give him a glimpse at her chest.
"No, Kens."
"Why not?"
"Okay, it's kinda like the cousin of one of those 'terms of endearment' that you despise so much." He answered. She didn't have time to question what that meant because Monty whined by the door. "Kens, would you mind taking him out? He hasn't been out all night."
Kensi didn't answer, she just went into their bedroom and came back out wearing a hoodie and some sweats.
"Blueberry muffins!" Kensi shouted as she walked back into the apartment and let Monty off his leash.
"You are correct, cupcake."
"I hate that nickname!" Kensi told him as she wrapped her arms around him from behind.
"Sorry, sugar." He teased.
"Ugh. That one too!"
"You are what you eat." He told her matter-of-factly.
"Touché." She said and he turned in her arms.
"How was your walk?" He asked.
"Fine. Monty decided he would try to set me up with the cute guy downstairs."
Deeks raised his eyebrows at her statement. "Oh really?"
"Yeah, he decided he would steal his laundry and I had to return it."
"And? How exactly does this mean that my dog is trying to set my fiancee up with someone else?"
"Well, he may or may not have hit on me in the process."
"Well, any guy would have to be blind not to be attracted to you." Deeks stated.
"Hmm..." Kensi hummed as she thought.
"Hmm what?"
"I just thought you'd be more overprotective, that's all."
"Wait, are you saying that you want me to be jealous?" Deeks teased.
"No, I just thought you would be." Kensi said as she poured herself a cup of coffee.
"Well, I'm not." He told her, and Kensi snorted. "Wanna know why?"
"Okay, I'll play along, why?"
"Because, he can look, but he can't touch, whereas I can look and touch." He smirked at her and Kensi blushed.
"What makes you think you can touch?" She said, putting her coffee cup down and walking so that her chest was nearly pressed against his.
"Well, for starters, that ring on your finger is a pretty big clue." He said, allowing his hands to come to rest on her waist. "And then there's the fact that you can't seem to keep your hands off of me."
Kensi leaned up so that her mouth was next to his ear and whispered, "I don't need my hands for what I want to do to you." She whispered seductively.
"Oh, really?" He asked, eyebrows almost hidden under his hair.
"Yeah," She pulled away. "Kicking works too."
"Oh, that's just mean, Fern!" Deeks whined as she walked back towards the bedroom. He heard the timer go off, and pulled the muffins out of the oven to let them cool.
"I'm gonna go shower." Kensi paused in the bedroom doorway. "You coming?" And with that, she slid into the bedroom. Deeks shook off the oven mitts and ran after her.
