Kensi and Deeks' sparring match in the gym had turned into a grappling match where Kensi had pinned Deeks to the mat with her body expertly contorted to keep him in a vice grip. When she made the mistake of leaning down to gloat at him; he made the most unconventional move, which was to lift up his head and place a lingering kiss on the side of her neck. In her shock, Deeks gained the upper hand and flipped them so that she was on her back underneath him.

"Hey!" she said when she got her voice back.

He just grinned at her, looking satisfied with himself.

"That… is not fair!" she attempted to grab his arm out from under him, but in her flustered state, he was able to gain the upper hand once more and pin her arms down on either side of her head. Their eyes locked, the heat rose up in her face, and he smiled hungrily at her before placing his lips at the base of her throat. Her breath hitched and then his lips moved to kiss her in the spot just above.

She tilted her head, exposing the long column of her neck, and he felt her trying to free her arms. He let go and moved one of his hands to the back of her neck. He felt her grip onto the sides of his shirt at his hips as he continued placing soft kisses along the side of her neck, his lips blazing a trail toward her jaw. Once he reached her pulse point, he rested his open lips there, letting his tongue sweep over the sensitive skin.
He smiled as she took in a sharp breath and let out a small whimper. Grinning against her skin, he was about to press a kiss against her jaw when he heard someone clear their throat from the doorway.

Deeks jumped back, sitting up suddenly, still straddling Kensi's legs. Kensi was still gripping the sides of his shirt as she lifted her head to see a very unapproving Callen and Sam.

Callen was looking at them like a dad who'd found his teenage son making out with his girlfriend in his bedroom, while Sam's face was more of a disgusted grimace.

"Come on, guys! This is a workplace!" Sam scolded.

Kensi and Deeks scrambled to stand up while Callen still did nothing but give them a look that said, "Really?"

Deeks cleared his throat and scratched the back of his neck. "Yeah, uh, we were just-"

"Yeah, okay," Callen finally spoke. "We know."

Deeks started slowly backing up towards the men's locker room, about to pass the bench where he'd left a towel. "well, yeah. I'm gonna go…" he said, pointing towards the locker room.

Kensi still stood frozen in the spot desperately wishing the floor would swallow her.

"Yeah, you do that," Sam said, glaring at them once more.

As the older agents moved to the other side of the gym, Kensi grabbed a towel and snapped it at Deeks.

"What were you thinking?!" she asked, her face red and angry.

"That I was losing and your neck looked delicious," Deeks teased with a grin.

"Deeks," she half whined and half pleaded.

He put his hands up in front of him. "Okay, I'm sorry," he said. But the smile didn't leave his face as he added, "Don't tell me you didn't enjoy it."

Kensi sighed and threw her towel at him, storming off towards the locker room while fighting to hide a smile.