Prompt: 17, or maybe reverse that and do 71? Maybe it could work in combination? Not required though.
A/N: Someone else already asked for 17, so I'll go with 71. Pretty a 180 from the last two I posted.
"Baby, I'm hooome!" Kensi called as she sashayed into the living room and dropped her purse onto the coffee table. It slid off, but she didn't pick it back up. Deeks switched the TV off and smiled up at her, amused.
"You've been drinking tonight, haven't you?" he asked, already knowing the answer. Kensi rolled her eyes, somehow managing to lose her balance in the process.
"Maybe," she sang in a very un-Kensi like voice. She toppled on top of Deeks, swinging her legs over the arm of the couch. "Hi." Deeks grinned down at her.
"Hi. Did you have a good time with Kat, Mandy, Mindy, Tiffany and Tiffani?"
"The best. But we missed you," Kensi said, pouting a little.
"I'm sorry," he said, trying not to laugh. "Maybe I'll come with next time."
"That's ok, you know why?" She wrapped both arms around his neck, pulling herself up until they were face to face. "Because now I have you all to myself." She pressed her lips firmly to his, making a groaning noise in the back of her throat. Her tongue flicked past his lips and Deeks made a sound of his own, dropping his hands to her hips, to pull her closer.
When Kensi pulled away, they were both breathless.
"And what are you going to do with me?" he murmured as Kensi moved onto his jaw, trailing a row of soft kisses down to his collar bone. He sighed and then gasped as she suddenly latched her mouth on his neck.
"Unspeakable things," Kensi whispered. A shiver went up his spine at the look of pure desire in her eyes.
"I like the sound of that." Kensi grinned again, rearranging her legs so she now straddled him.
"So many unspeakable things," she repeated, arching against him as she slipped her fingers beneath the hem of his t-shirt.