"So I've been thinking."

Kensi took a bite of her ice cream and narrowed her eyes at her boyfriend. "Ya know, lots of our conversations start with that sentence, and it's rarely a good thing."

"This is a good thing."

"Doubt it."

"I think we should talk about sex," Deeks said, grinning like a cheshire cat.

"Hmmph," Kensi snorted. "Like I said."

"What, sex is a good thing."

"Yes, having sex is a great thing. Talking about sex is not a good thing."

Deeks rolled his eyes. "That's just because you don't like saying sex words."

"That's not true. Fuck."

"Pussy."

Kensi scrunched her nose. "Dick."

"Me fucking your pussy with my dick," Deeks challenged her.

"Ummm..."

"No good?"

Kensi shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly. "I'm just thinking."

"Yeah, me too. Actually I'm thinking about your ass right now."

"Kinda going backwards there aren't you? I thought we were getting dirtier with each comment."

Deeks wiggled his eyebrows. "I'd like to have you backwards."

Eyes growing wide, Kensi jammed her spoon into her pint of ice cream so she could punch him in the arm. "No way."

"Oh come on."

"Ew."

Deeks tilted his head, confused. "Ew?"

"Yes, ew."

"That's a bit hypocritical don't you think? You didn't seem to have a problem with 'the shocker' the other night."

"That's different," Kensi responded defensively, taking another bite of ice cream.

Deeks scooted closer to her on her couch. "You've never done it before, anal I mean, have you?"

"I know what you mean, Deeks, and I tried it once, okay? Well, kind of." Kensi scowled. "It wasn't a pleasant experience."

"Oh. Okay. Yeah. Sure."

Sighing, Kensi stretched her long legs over his lap. "What?"

"Nothing."

She nudged him with her big toe. "Tell me."

Deeks grabbed one of her feet and began massaging, causing her to moan into her spoon. "I wouldn't ever want to pressure you into something you don't want to do, that's all."

Blinking her eyes, Kensi offered a concerned look to him. "So you were being serious? This is actually something you've been thinking about?"

"Yeah, I think about it," he responded, moving his hands to her other foot. "We've been together a long time now, and I am not saying that I don't like having, you know, normal sex with you, because that is...wow. It's just something...different. New. Naughty." Deeks raised an eyebrow suggestively, causing her to chuckle at him.

Kensi guffawed. "I can be naughty."

Deeks closed his eyes. "Oh yes, in my mind you can be very, very naughty."

"Stop fantasizing about me, I'm right here."

"Yeah, but you're wearing sweatpants and Fantasy Kensi is only wearing a smile." He squeezed his eyes closed even harder, anticipating the punch to his shoulder that never came.

When Deeks peaked his eyes open, he saw Kensi staring at him with a mischievous look on her face. "Okay, since you're so full of talk, what would you tell fantasy Kensi-"

"Can I call her Naughty Kensi?" Deeks interrupted.

"Fantasy Kensi. What would you do to convince her to actually do this with you?"

"Alright." Deeks adjusted Kensi's feet in his lap, sliding his hands up the legs of her loose pants to rub her calves. "I'll probably woo her with candles and champagne and strawberries first, because I know Fantasy Kensi does actually like that. Then I'll slowly take her clothes off, kissing every inch of her body as I do, especially her fantastic tits and pussy. Fantasy Kensi seems really tense, so I think I'll get some of my special massage lotion out and rub her back before I fuck her. She likes it really slow and deep just like you do and she's moaning my name and trying not to scream. I bite her neck and tell her how good it feels to be inside her, but I want to make her come like she never has before in her life."

Deeks smirked at Kensi's face.. She was staring at him silently with her mouth open slightly. Her spoonful of ice cream was starting to melt and drip onto her lap. "You okay?" he asked.

"Yeah, yeah I'm good," she replied shakily, placing her spoon back in her ice cream.

"You um," Deeks pointed to her lap. "You kinda creamed your sweatpants. I mean, you got ice cream on your sweatpants." He laughed as Kensi furrowed her brow and grabbed a napkin from the coffee table, wiping her pants. "So?"

"So?" Kensi asked back.

"So what do you think? If I asked Naughty, I mean Fantasy Kensi to do anything I wanted, would she do it?" Deeks tilted his head in amused curiosity.

Kensi avoided his eyes, placing her dirty napkin on the table gingerly. "She might think about it."