A/N: Got this idea from another story I read. Rated M.
The older woman takes in the nervous glances that the couple in front of her share, she's seen this before. There's only so much reassurance she can give them, but its worth a try for their piece of mind. "I know this is going to be a bit uncomfortable at first, but as I said before, it's just me in the other room with a monitor watching you two. There's just video feed, no audio, so try and relax...focus on each other and I'll do my best to help you get your baby, Mr. & Mrs. Jackson."
The blonde wraps his arm around his wife's shoulders trying to calm her nerves the best way he can at the moment. "Thanks, doc, we'll try our best."
With one last parting smile, she steps into the other room, leaving the pair alone.
Kensi can feel her pulse start to quicken as her partner and undercover husband closes the distance between them. Her eyes follow his movements as he brings his hand up to push the hair out of her face and what she feared would happen, does.
The electric current that shoots through her body as his skin touches hers tells her what she already saw coming and that's that this is gonna be bad, but oh so good. His eyes bore into hers and suddenly the older woman watching them in the other room is the last thing on either of their minds.
"Do you trust me?"
The intensity she sees in his eyes almost brings tears to hers and she herself is unable to prevent the strain in her voice. "You're the only one I trust."
It's been 4 months. 4 months since he's touched her like this; since they went from more than partners back to just being partners. Neither of them really knows what happened, but as he removes her lace bra and his lips find her pert nipple, all she can think is how stupid they were to let this go.
They were good, so good, until one day they weren't. Going back to just being partners was obviously difficult for both of them, but if they wanted to work together, and they did, they were gonna have to suck it up and work towards what they once were. Now here they are...4 months in and their progress is quickly going in the shitter, all because their undercover aliases are trying to conceive with the help of a sex therapist.
She's unable to stop the moan from escaping her lips which causes his head to jerk up at the familiar noise he hasn't heard in 120 days. The blood from the rest of his body immediately finds itself off to his dick, bringing it to full attention. His cerulean blues lock with her beautiful mismatched chocolate orbs and he knows he's gone right then. "God you're so beautiful."
"Touch me."
And he does. Laying her down across the California King, the blonde's fingers find the hem of her delicate lace panties and slowly pulls them down her olive toned legs. As soon as the scrap of clothing is gone, he watches as his partner spreads her legs, presenting her glistening folds to him.
He takes a moment to study her gloriously naked body, the body that 4 months ago he hadn't realized he'd never see again and didn't saver the moment, he's not gonna miss his chance now.
Propping himself on his knees, right in front of her, his throbbing cock begs to be touched and find its place in her sopping wet pussy where it belongs. She watches as his eyes roam her own body, fire shinning in those cerulean blues that she's never stopped loving and wanting so badly for him to make her his at least one last time. So taking matters into her own hands, she lets out a whimper to draw him out of his mesmerization. "Touch me...please."
As the soft moan of want leaves her lips, he takes hold of her leg, slightly raising it to open her wider. He moves in closer and takes hold of his cock, rubbing the head against her wet folds, and lathering his shaft with her juices before sliding into her aching pussy.
He leans down, bringing his lips to hers hungrily, their tongues begin to duel as Deeks starts to move in and out, syncing their rhythms together. It's like nothing has changed. They didn't break up, and they're not causally dating two other people.
They share mirrored moans has he continues to slide in and out of her over and over again. As their tongues continue to duel the intensity gets to be so much that he has to pull his lips away from hers to catch his breath and it's in that moment as they lock eyes, and their rhythm picks up speed that he can't hold back the words from leaving his lips. "I love you."
Her breath hitches because she sees it in his eyes. This isn't Tucker Jackson talking to Alex Jackson. It's Marty Deeks talking to Kensi Blye. It's her Deeks. Bringing her hand up, her fingers find the longer scruff of his jaw, chocolate orbs conveying everything she's feeling at this moment. "I love you."
At her words, he's suddenly seeing it all with her again. A dream that he thought died with their relationship but turns out was just stored away in his memory.
It doesn't take long before she's sent toppling over the edge and sent into oblivion.
As see comes back down from her orgasm, she realizes that he's holding back. It's probably not the best idea for him to cum inside her when neither are protected but she can start to feel another wave come on and her brain turn to mush. "Let go."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, baby. Let go."
And he does. Their breaths are heavy as the pair come down from their shared orgasm. The term orgasm not doing justice to what they just experienced. Placing another kiss to her lips before flipping over on his back, he lands on the mattress just as a blaring noise fills the air making the pair cringe.
Before they can make any move to get out of the bed the gray headed doctor, hastily opens the door looking frazzled.
"That's the fire alarm. I've secured your video and once this is all over we can go over your technique. You two get dressed and head to the stairs."
They both nod assuring the woman that they'll do just that. Once the doctor's out of ear shot, Deeks looks at his partner with a knowing grin. "I don't know about you, but I thought our technique was fantastic."
"Deeks, we gotta hurry before they realize that its a false alarm. Now lets go."
Her instant change in demeanor sends a surge of rejection through his body. What did they get themselves into?