Note: Everything you recognize does not belong to me.
The next week passed in near total silence. During the day Kensi and Deeks coexisted in the same space, but didn't really interact except to discuss the case. Deeks had brought a book that he read at the table, occasionally getting up to dunk his head under the tap, and Kensi occupied herself mostly by doing situps. Every once and a while they had a brief and awkward conversation about something of little importance - usually the weather - but otherwise they didn't really speak. The heat had knocked them both down a few pegs, and combined with the undefined state of their relationship, their terrible communication skills were flourishing, leaving the cabin in an oppressive, silent, heat.
Deeks was rifling through one of the bags Callen had left, hoping to find something to occupy himself now that he had finished his book. He supposed he could just read it again, but he was leaving that as a last resort.
"Oh!"
Kensi looked up at the noise.
"What?"
"There's a radio in here!"
Deeks was the most excited he'd been in days, hoping that background noise would help make the situation a little less tense. He fiddled with the buttons and knobs a bit before the radio came to life, soft guitar that reminded him of a tropical island filling the room, followed by a man's voice, singing in Spanish, smooth and a bit higher pitched than he'd expected, but pleasant.
Amarte como te amo es complicado
Pensar cómo te pienso es un pecado
Mirar cómo te miro está prohibido
Tocarte como quiero es un delito
Ya no sé qué hacer
Para que estés bien
Si apagar el sol
para encender tu amanecer
Falar en portugués
Aprender a hablar francés
O bajar la luna hasta tus pies
Kensi stood and flicked a switch on the radio, switching to what seemed to be a Spanish language news program, or something equally dry.
"Not a big Salsa fan, Kens?"
"It's Bachata."
"Okay. Then, not a big Bachata fan I guess."
"Deeks..."
"What, I thought talking about the radio was a safe subject, but I guess I'll add it to the list."
"Deeks, stop it!"
He threw his hands up in frustration.
"What Kensi?! Stop what?"
"Stop talking about the radio! Or the weather! For God's sakes Deeks, just once would you say something you mean! It's like you're walking on eggshells around me, and you don't have to! I'm a big girl Deeks, I can deal with whatever it is you have to say or do, just give it to me straight so I can stop wondering! If you don't want me anymore, just say so, I can take it."
Deeks stopped in his tracks, his comeback dying on his lips.
"Wait, what?"
"Just, please Deeks, please just get it over with. Do whatever you want, I just can't not know anymore."
Kensi stood in front of him, suddenly looking completely deflated. She looked like she was waiting for a hit to come, he could almost see her bracing for impact, and he hated himself for it. Why did he never just communicate properly? Talk things out? He shook his head at himself, knowing that if he had any hope of fixing this, it really was now or never.
"Do whatever I want?"
"Yes" Kensi almost whispers.
"And you won't be mad?"
Kensi's voice breaks as she speaks.
"No."
Before he can stop himself or talk himself out of it, he's grabbed her by the hips and pulled her as close as he physically can to him. He captures her lips with his, obviously surprising her - because she takes a few seconds to respond - and pulling her flush against him, his arms wrapping around her and one hand running up her spine while the other rests at the small of her back. Everything he feels for her is poured into the kiss; from the nights he's been unable to sleep with her so close to him, to the all consuming fear he felt the entire time she was in Afghanistan. It's not a gentle kiss, his lips are crushed hard against hers, but she reciprocates with equal fervor, tangling her hands in his hair and pulling him even closer to her.
When they absolutely cannot go another second without oxygen, they reluctantly pull apart, both breathing hard and resting their foreheads together. Deeks moves his head to press open mouthed kisses to her neck and she leans back more than willingly, letting him walk the two of them backwards towards the mattress in the corner.
Kensi doesn't notice the bed behind her until she hits it with the backs of her calves and topples backwards with Deeks' lips attached to her collar bone, nipping at her skin in a way she's sure will leave a mark. She can't bring herself to care even the tiniest bit though, instead tangling her fingers deeper into his hair and pulling him back up towards her to bring his lips back to hers. She wraps her legs tightly around his hips, gasping against his lips as she feels his length pressed against her.
In an instant it feels as though molten lava is thundering through Deeks' veins, Kensi's tiny gasp snapping any semblance of restraint he had managed to hold on to as he tightens his hold on her and sweeps his tongue into her mouth, groaning as she pulls him even closer, not a millimeter of space between them. She is pushing at his shorts with her feet, groaning into his mouth when she can't get them down far enough for her liking, so he reluctantly pulls away from her just long enough to shove his shorts down to his knees and pull at the waistband of the tiny excuse for bottoms Kensi is wearing. In his haste he's only able to free one of her legs, but she's pulled him back up against her before he can free the other one. His hands slide up the back of her shirt, holding her tightly to him as he positions himself between her legs. She's shaking in his arms, and when he brings his gaze up to hers there are tears in her eyes.
"Kens?"
His voice his low and filled with lust, but he pauses, completely still as he waits for her response.
"Don't stop. Please. I don't know why I'm... Just, please Deeks."
She's still shaking, and her voice cracks when she speaks, but Deeks can see the mix of love and extreme lust shining in her eyes as she pulls him closer and shifts her hips so that he's lined up at her entrance. With one quick movement he's buried deep inside her, shocked by just how tight, hot and wet she is around him, he has to shut his eyes and focus on breathing so that he doesn't either explode right then or completely black out.
Kensi cries out as he fills her, gasping and gripping his shoulders as she feels as though the air has left her body, leaving a tight pressure in its wake that stretches from her abdomen to her chest, leaving her breathless, but entirely unconcerned. He shifts inside her and suddenly it's as though her lungs have been completely filled, leaving her gasping and panting against him as he places soft kisses along the column of her neck, moving up to her jaw and finally capturing her lips in a surprisingly gentle kiss that leaves her head spinning. He pulls away slowly and looks at her in a way that no man but him ever had before, as if she was the only other person on the face of the planet and he wouldn't have it any other way.
"Kens, if I move, this isn't going to last very long."
Deeks gasps out the sentence, his lips hovering just above hers.
"I know"
She whimpers against him, knowing that she's so close to climax he could probably outlast her, even after such a short time.
He kisses her once more, hard and on the lips, before pulling half out of her and thrusting hard back in, eliciting a whimper from Kensi. His subsequent thrusts are shallower, as she rolls her hips against him, building a frantic rhythm as they both struggle to make it last as long as possible.
Deeks feels a familiar tightening in his lower abdomen, and with the way Kensi is moving against him, and the whimpering cries she lets out with every thrust, he knows his control is completely shot. He pulls her close and tilts his hips so that his final thrust brushes against her clit, sending her careening over the edge with a cry of his name as he completely loses control, emptying himself into her with a gasp as he feels her walls tighten impossibly around him. Everything blurs and he's fairly certain he's on his way to blacking out, but the look on her face has to be the most amazing thing he's ever seen in his life and he can't bring himself to miss a second of it.
When they finally still, and Deeks' world comes slowly back into focus, and Kensi can once again breathe somewhat normally, neither one of them moves an inch, staying tangled in each other, eyes fixed on each other. Kensi tilts her head ever so slightly to bring his lips to her own and loosens her grip on his shoulders, instead moving a hand up to his scruffy face and bringing the other to gently push his sweaty hair from his forehead.
"You're so beautiful Kensi."
His voice is soft and serious and his words bring a light blush to her face as she tilts her head down and bites her lip. Deeks tilts his own head down towards hers and kisses her softly, slowly pulling himself off of her and rolling them so that he's lying on his back with Kensi resting against him on her side, her leg slung over his and her head in the crook of his neck. He's angled them so that they're still facing each other, so he doesn't miss the shy smile that takes over her face as she curls against him.
"Tired?"
Resting against him, she can feel the vibrations in his chest when he speaks. She not sure exactly why, but this makes her unspeakably happy and she can't stop her smile from stretching even further across her face, even as she feels her eyelids begin to droop.
"Mhmm."
He feels her mumble against his chest, before her breathing becomes deeper and even as she drifts asleep against him.
"I love you Kensi," he whispers "I promise the next time I tell you, you'll be awake."
