Prompt:- Drunk Kensi and Deeks play Truth or Dare.

"It's a great idea!"

"I really…" began Deeks, before taking another swig of his beer, letting the cold liquid slide down his throat, before placing the bottle back down on Kensi's table. "I really don't think it's a good idea."

"You're the one who's always saying we should know more about each other," Kensi insisted.

It had started innocent enough; a few beers, some takeaway, and a DVD around his partner's apartment. What better way to spend a Sunday evening. But somewhere along the way, the few beers had become a few more, and then a few more on top of that. Suddenly the world had a fuzzy edge to it, and their voices were slurry and insistent. And then Kensi had, as if from nowhere, made a suggestion.

"I don't think playing Truth or, you know, Dare, is going to help us get to know each other," Deeks replied.

"It totally will," said Kensi, face shining brightly.

Deeks stared at her a moment, a dull grey blur echoing in his head, trying to tell him just exactly why this wasn't a good idea, but it kept slipping out of focus. "There are reasons why we shouldn't do this," he said.

"Like what?"

He shook his head, grinning, before he admitted, "I have no idea."

She smiled back. "Then let's do this!" she exclaimed, clapping her hands together. "You first."

Deeks waited, eyes locked with his partner's. After a moment, she arched her eyebrow. "I'm waiting," she said.

"You said 'You first'," he told her.

"Yeah, you first to ask me," she said, leaning forward to slap her palm against his shoulder, little more than a light shove.

"Alright," he said. "So, truth or dare?"

"Truth," she replied instantly.

Deeks nodded, mind racing as he tried to think of a question to ask. It was typical really; he usually had so much he wanted to know about his amazing partner, but now he had the opportunity, he was drawing a blank. Then, it came it him.

"Have you ever dated anyone you work with," he asked.

She smiled back at him, holding his eyes a second longer. "No," she replied. "In the past, I've never dated anyone I worked with."

"Okay," he replied, confused by her response.

The corner of her lips twitched slightly. "Truth or dare?" she said.

Deeks shrugged. "Dare?"

Her lips broke into the biggest grin he'd ever seen on her face, her teeth showing. Then she licked her lips. "I dare you, Detective Marty Deeks – LAPD – to kiss me."

Deeks eyes went wide. "Truth," he stuttered in an instant.

"Nuh-uh," she replied, getting up from her chair and crossing over to him, before sitting herself down on his lap. "No take-backs," she said, wrapping her arms around the back of his neck.

Deeks placed his arms on her hips to keep her steady, licking his suddenly dry lips. He looked up at her, staring deep into her dark eyes, looking for some hint that this was a trick. In his chest, his heart raced, feeling like it might break through his ribs at any second. Then he leant forward slowly, inching towards her mouth, fully expecting her to pull back at the last second, hit him and call him an idiot. He paused, his lips only a fraction of an inch away from her. He could feel the warmth of her breath fanning his skin. His body hummed, fine hairs standing as Goosebumps littered his arms. The corner of Kensi's mouth tilted, and she sunk her teeth into her bottom lip.

Then Deeks craned his neck forward, placing his mouth over hers. He could feel the moisture on her plump lips, feel the softness of the skin there. A second later, he pulled back, the beat of his heart throbbing in his ears. They stared at each other again, while sparks of energy danced and sang in the minimal space between them. And suddenly, as one, they darted forward again, lips together. Deeks' hand found Kensi's jaw, his fingers trailing up and down the flesh there, while her lips sought to cover every inch of his. She opened her mouth, letting out a faint moan, before pulling against the back of his head in an effort to press him closer to her.

After what seemed an eternity, they broke the kiss, both panting from the excursion. Deeks' heart was still hammering, and he licked his lips again, tasting his partner on them. Kensi pulled her lips briefly into her mouth, as if she could taste him too, before pushing herself upright and crossing back to her chair. She smiled smugly, looking completely pleased with herself, before taking another swig of her drink.

"Keep going, Deeks," she said, grinning at him.

Deeks mouth continued to move, while his brain tried valiantly to start working again. He'd never felt a kiss like that before, and some small part of him knew that it wasn't the alcohol that had made it sp breathtaking.

"Uh, uh…" he tried. "Uh… truth or…" He licked his lips again, and the faint aftertaste of Kensi sent memory flooding through him once more. He shivered.

"Truth," she said, still not taking her eyes off him.

"You, uh," he began. "You suggested this just so you could do that, didn't you?"

Kensi actually looked away, blushing slightly. "Yes," she murmured. "Truth or dare?" Deeks noted that she emphasised the last word.

"Dare," he said.

She grinned, standing up and starting to walk towards her bedroom. She glanced over her shoulder at him. "I dare you to take my clothes off."

Deeks watched her disappear inside, before swallowing the rest of his beer. Then he stood and followed her in.