For anon, who wanted "White Ghost operation never happened, Deeks and Kensi have some boyfriend-girlfriend time."
Deeks' leg recoils so fast he practically knees himself in the face. "OH MY GOD those things are made of ice!"
Kensi shows zero signs of remorse. "I know."
He sees her leg start inching toward his under the covers like Bugs Bunny tunnelling through New Mexico and he crawls away. "No, no, no. What are you doing? Why are you punishing me?"
She pouts. Just a little. "I'm cold."
"Yeah, so why are you making me cold?" He's perched on the edge of the bed, limbs as close to his torso as he can get them and voice maybe slightly higher than he'd like. "Do we have to suffer jointly now?"
"You're supposed to ease my suffering."
"Then let me get you a pair of socks."
"I want you to warm them up."
"Can I do it with my hands?"
"No, you cannot. I want to put my toes between your legs." She points at said legs. "Like an oven."
"That is nothing like an oven. That's an industrial freezer. I might lose a limb to frostbite."
She rolls her eyes and does that scrunchy thing with her mouth - the one she does when she thinks he's being an idiot. "They're not that bad."
"Then put them between your thighs!"
"I would if I could!"
Okay, so maybe he's being a bit of a pansy. She does look genuinely disappointed and it would involve Kensi's bare skin against his. It can't be that bad.
"Fine," he says, easing back into his original position, back propped against his pillow and shoulder next to Kensi's. "Go ahead."
Her eyes light up. "Really?"
"Yes, really, but hurry before I change my mind."
He braces for impact, watching her delighted face as she maneuvers closer to him on the bed.
"Holy fuck those are - JESUS. What - I," He shuts his eyes and counts to ten, ordering his muscles not to spasm. "Did you have to put them so close to the balls?"
"The balls are very warm," she says matter-of-factly, as if his whole body isn't turning in on itself. "I'm trying to do what's most effective."
"You're trying to get out of another round of sex," he grounds out through gritted teeth.
She reaches over and cups his chin, pressing a kiss against his cheek. "Never."
It takes a while, but the burn starts to wear off and he's pretty sure he's not going to lose consciousness so he decides to breathe again. "Are you warmer now?"
She retracts her feet and wiggles them under the covers, with a nod and a nonverbal in the affirmative. "Better, thanks."
"Well, I'm glad you're feeling good because I think my nuts just shrivelled into a pair of frozen peas."
Her eyes twinkle in that way that he's just starting to get used to. He's not sure what she's thinking, but from recent experience he's fairly certain he's really going to like it.
"Well then," she says as she starts to slide down the bed, "I should probably find some way to warm them up."