Since there has been so many pictures with Kensi and Talia lately...oops.

This was familiar to her, in a way she never thought anything would be again. Memorized bumps and scars, understood and expected reactions, the scent of a lover that would be forever burned into her brain. That was what Kensi had with Deeks now, she thought. Her hands were in his hair, his beard tickled her thighs as his tongue lavished her, and it was familiar. Safe.

Maybe too safe for him?

Her eyes, previously squeezed shut, opened in confusion as Deeks began to lose focus. His mouth moved to her hip and he actually had the nerve to chortle when she let out a sigh of frustration. "Why did you stop?"

"I've been thinking," he murmured against her skin. It wasn't fair, really, the way his normally squeaky voice turned low and gravelly when he was turned on. "I think you like the attention from a certain someone."

Kensi sighed again. "I think I've made it pretty clear that I like attention from you." She nudged the back of his head with her knee. "You can resume that attention now."

"Not me." Smiling, he kissed his way up her belly to the valley of her breasts. "Talia."

"What?!" She sputtered, and guffawed, and moaned softly as he nipped the sensitive skin of her chest. The idea was ludicrous and only slightly true. "That's the most...no. Not even a little. No."

"Hmm. The lady doth protest too much, I think." The smile never left his face as his gaze turned toward up her face. The rise and fall of her chest was too hurried, the beating of her heart too loud. He knew her too well. "She told me she wanted to be with you, ya know."

Heat rushed into her cheeks. Their friend and occasional colleague had always been overly flirtatious and had gotten bolder every time they worked with her, but that was just her personality. Right? "Wha...what?"

His tongue circled her nipple and the cool air against her wet skin made her shiver. "She said you're gorgeous. Sexy." He lazily licked her again, watching her excitement with glee. "That your tits are amazing. Sometimes she wonders what it would feel like to have you. Smell you. Taste you."

Kensi really doubted that Talia ever told Deeks anything of the sort, but was too mesmerized by his words to discount his tale. "Do you ever think about her?" he asked softly.

Licking her lips, she answered with very little confidence. "No..."

"You sure?" Without warning, he clamped his teeth on her breast and she involuntarily arched her hips against his chest. He released her with a loud pop and blew against her skin, watching her inability to control her arousal. Her eyelids fluttered. It wasn't like she wasn't already close to orgasm when he decided to put this fantasy in her head. Now she wondered if she could come just from listening to him talk. That would be a first, for sure. "Do you think she's a gentle lover? Or maybe she likes it rough like you do."

"I don't know..."

He squeezed her ass hard and bit her other nipple. It was unlike him to be this firm without her provoking him. She squirmed below his weight, aching to be touched or fucked or anything to help send her over the edge. "I think she's rougher than I would be with you," he continued. "Guys try to treat you like porcelain, like you're delicate, but not her."

"Not her," she found herself whispering as she gave in to his words. He slid further up her body, trailing kisses along her neck and teasing her inner thighs with his fingers. The fantasy was everything that she and Deeks weren't - unfamiliar and dangerous. And still, she allowed herself to pretend that his rough fingers were smoother, that his cock pressed against her hip was unexplored flesh, soft and sweet and wonderfully strange.

"How do think she would make you come? Fuck you with her fingers or eat your pussy until you came all over her face?" His voice was a low growl in her ear. He was enjoying this way too much, but hell, she was enjoying it way more than she ever imagined. She loved when he talked filthy, and loved his fantastic imagination.

She let out a delighted gasp when he finally, finally, touched her between her legs again. Her hips bucked, a silent plea for him to continue. Kensi smiled and rested her head to the side, envisioning the possibilities. It wasn't Deeks' fingers spreading her open or his thumb on her clit. If she closed her eyes she could almost smell Talia's shampoo as her hair tickled her bare belly. She could imagine how soft her lips would be as they ravaged her body. She could practically taste Talia's lip gloss that she'd admired so many times on her lips. "Both," she breathed.

Almost as if they'd never had this brief aside from their lovemaking, Deeks spread her legs and pressed them to the mattress. Kensi was blind, lost in her fantasy and the overwhelming sensations from her boyfriend's mouth and hands. Within seconds she let her body succumb to it all, panting and moaning a name that neither of them would speak of again outside of the safety of their bedroom. Maybe safe didn't always have to be familiar anymore.

God, even before she opened her eyes again she could see the smug expression on Deeks' face. "Don't you ever," she said, her voice shaking as much as her body. "Ever mention this to her."

When he crawled up and kissed her, it was a return to the normal Deeks - soft and sweet and familiar. He brushed his fingers across her lips and grinned. "Your secret is safe with me."