Prompt: Character swap, Talia and Kensi. AU. Deeks and Talia are partners at the DEA. Takes place the day of Deep Trouble. And no, I have no idea what I was thinking when I decided to actually write this. And yes, this is Deeks/Talia.
Loud slurping and the rattling of ice broke the silence in the small studio apartment. Talia deposited the now empty margarita glass on her coffee table with a thud, ruffled Monty's ears, and grabbed her satellite remote control. Her partner sat across from her on the couch, seemingly lost in thought. "Hey. Can we finally marathon Graceland tonight?"
Deeks glanced at her empty glass, then at his half full bottle of beer. "Really? You finished that already?"
"Don't judge me, Marty. Graceland. I want to watch it again before the new season starts."
With another swig of beer, he shrugged his shoulders. "I'm down. But sex first."
Talia rolled her eyes. "So you'll make it through maybe one episode before you fall asleep and start drooling on my couch again."
"That is an extremely accurate statement," Deeks responded with a laugh.
"It's bad enough that your dog does it, too."
"Monty doesn't drool." He stared at his sleeping mutt on the carpeted floor for an extended amount of time. Talia stared at him staring at said dog.
Sometimes the line of work they were in took a heavier toll on their psyche than either one liked to admit. It was nice to be able to unwind with somebody that already knew all the shit that had happened during the day so the details didn't need to be recounted again to any curious outsiders that happened to share her bed. Still, some days were more difficult than others. For her, this particular day was unusual because of the unexpected appearance of NCIS at a home explosion that killed a drug dealer she and Deeks had been keeping tabs on. One agent in particular had caught hers, and definitely her partner's, attention.
"Yo, you're in outer space again," she said while nudging his leg with her foot.
Deeks finally turned his attention back to her. "Just tired. Long day."
"Hmm," she hummed. "You sure you're not just reminiscing about how Special Agent Beautiful kept making fuck-me eyes at you?"
His eyes widened. "Blye is her last name. Kensi. And I'm pretty sure she was glaring at me."
"First name basis now, interesting." Talia removed the elastic hairband from her head and ran her fingers through her hair. "So you do know her."
"Them, I know all of them." He took another sip of beer. "I worked a case with them a few years back, before I was recruited by the DEA. Kept in touch here and there, helped when they needed LAPD's assistance. They're good people."
"They seem like it. Maybe not the smartest, since two of them got trapped on a narco sub, but still nice enough. I couldn't help but notice how hot that Kensi chick was, though."
Deeks dropped his almost empty beer bottle on the table and crossed his arms over his chest. "Wait, are you jealous?"
Talia closed the distance between them quickly. "Jealous? Please." Straddling his lap, she uncrossed his arms and rested his hands on her hips. "Have you seen these boobs?"
"I have, actually, and they're spectacular," he answered as he toyed with the hem of her white tee shirt.
Saving him the trouble, she pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it on the floor. Monty grumbled when it landed on his tail. "So, have you seen hers?"
His lips began their nightly ritual of soft kisses across her chest. "I thought you weren't jealous?"
Lacing her fingers through his hair, she pulled his head back a little too roughly to look him in the eye. "I'm not. I'd just like to know that you're not thinking about her while you're fucking me."
"Trust me, you and your tits are the only thing on my mind right now," he answered with a soft kiss to her lips.
She was willing to ignore the fact that he never answered her question. It wasn't like they were in love or anything. Sure, she loved him as a partner and would risk her life for him in a second. She loved him as a friend, and loved the incredible ways he made her come every night. But that was it, and it worked beautifully. Fine, maybe she was a little jealous. Deeks had looked at Kensi in a way that she didn't recognize, because she'd never been on the receiving end of it before. But at the end of the day, he was at her apartment, not Kensi's. His teeth were on her neck and his hand down her pants and that's all she needed. Maybe there was more to him and Kensi than he was willing to discuss, or maybe it was nothing at all. Either way, Talia was going to do her damnedest to make him forget that the other woman ever existed.