A/N: Kensalia fic
Disclaimer; usual
For Homegrownoregano
Her hands tangled in her almost lover's hair as their tongues met and fought for dominance.
She could taste her sickly sweet lipgloss on her tongue and yearned for more.
Clothes were shed, and memories were made that night.
Images of breasts against breasts and previously unexplored flesh haunt Kensi from time to time.
A blush rises when she thinks of the night she spent with the DEA agent and how much she liked seeing the brunette cum as her fingers found a home in her pussy.
What she would do for one more night.