A/N: I'm not sure this is what you had in mind, anon. We enter a little bit of M territory.
Deeks stretched and rolled onto his side. In the early morning light, he saw Kensi smiling gently at him.
"Good morning," she said quietly, reaching out to run her fingers through his hair.
"Were you watching me sleep again?" he asked.
"Mm-hmm." Kensi nodded, continuing to play with the ends of his hair. Her fingers were warm and soft against his skin and he closed his eyes briefly, enjoying the sensation. "You were smiling."
"I was dreaming," Deeks told her.
"A good one?"
"Oh yeah." He grinned, recalling bits and pieces of the very vivid and pleasant fantasy. Arching and eyebrow, Kensi propped her head on a hand and said,
"Well, I hope I was there."
"Definitely," Deeks assured her, reaching out to brush his thumb across her cheek, his voice dropping lower. "You were definitely there."
"What was I wearing?" Kensi asked, edging closer.
"That red dress I loved. We were at work, everyone else had left, and you couldn't get the zipper down. Naturally I had to help you."
"Naturally," Kensi agreed. She trailed her fingers up his chest and then placed her palm squarely in the middle and gave him a gentle push. Taking the hint, Deeks shifted onto his back, looking up at Kensi as she rose up on her knees. She hovered over him for a moment, her long hair brushing his chest, and then swung a leg over his hips. "Tell me more."
His pulse immediately sped up as Kensi smoothed her hands up and down his arms. Clearing his throat noisily, he said,
"I pushed the dress of your shoulder and bent down to kiss your neck-"
"Like this?" Kensi interrupted right before she leaned in and pressed a kiss beneath his jaw. She followed it up with a gentle nip and he grasped her hips, making a low sound in the back of his throat.
"Uh-Huh. Exactly like that." He tried to remember what he'd been saying, completely distracted. "And then, um, I pressed you up against the wall and slid my hands up your legs."
He paused to demonstrate and Kensi groaned against his neck which sent a pleasant wave of sensation through him. His hands found her hips again and he tugged against her him. Kensi pulled away from his neck with a gasp, her eyes glazed with desire. She stripped her shirt off and then grasped the back of his neck, guiding him to her mouth.
"Mommy!" They both froze, locking eyes for a second.
"Was that?" Deeks asked reluctantly.
"Yup," Kensi confirmed, sounding just as enthusiastic as he had. Groaning, Deeks gave her a light peck on the lips.
"Ok, I'll go see what Caleb needs," he said as Kensi rolled off him with a disappointed sigh.
"Remind me, why did we have to have kids?" she asked.
"We thought it'd be fun?" Kensi rolled her eyes at his answer as their son called out again,
"Daddy?"
"I'll be back, don't go anywhere," Deeks said firmly, giving Kensi one more kiss before he hurried out the door.
