Prompt: Can you write a fanfic where kensi gets hurt at work (not to the point that her life is at risk or anything like that) and deeks and her end up having sex and he has to be extremely careful? This is weird but anyways, the mind of a fangirl is a weird place lol


"Alright, I've got spaghetti with only the finest red sauce, garlic bread, a definite absence of anything resembling vegetables," Deeks announced, entering his and Kensi's bedroom backwards, a dinner tray in his hands.

Kensi watched him from her spot on the bed, left leg and her right arm cushioned by pillows. This had been her primary location, aside from a few trips downstairs, since Monday when she'd rolled down a small ravine, spraining her left ankle and wrenching her left shoulder out of its socket.

She had strict order to stay off both for a minimum of a week and Deeks was making sure she followed those orders to the letter. Deeks kept her well-fed, medicated, and entertained. Honestly, she'd appreciated it for the first few days when she'd been in a lot of pain and could barely hobble around.

Now though, she was getting antsy.

"That smells good," she commented as Deeks started setting up her meal.

"Thanks. I used Mama's famous spaghetti sauce recipe." He winked over his shoulder and grinned.

When he turned back, Kensi's eyes drifted down his back, taking her time to admire the lines of his muscles beneath his white t-shirt before moving lower. His jeans hung low on his hips and she exhaled sharply as he bent over, revealing a strip of his lower back.

"Hey come here," she said huskily.

Deeks was beside the bed immediately. "Baby, what do you need? It's about another hour until your next dose of pain meds. Do you need some—"

Kensi made a fondly exasperated noise and grasped the back of his neck with her good hand, silencing him with a kiss. He shifted to sit next to her, hands sliding over her back.

"What was that for?" he gasped a couple minutes later when Kensi broke away. Somewhere in the process, he'd lain down, his body horizontal and blissfully warm and solid against hers.

"Just showing my appreciation," she whispered, pressing a line of open-mouthed kisses along his jaw and neck. She slid her hand up his back, drawing his t-shirt up in the process.

Deeks pulled back, gently holding Kensi off as she attempted to wrangle his shirt over his head. "Wait, Kens, what are you doing?" Instead of answering, Kensi kissed him again and rolled her hips into his, pulling an unexpected sound from Deeks as she rubbed against him.

"Kensi, no. We are not having sex." He gave her a severe look as she caressed the back of his neck with her thumb. "You're hurt."

"I'm not going to fall apart." She made to nip at his bottom lip, but he pulled back again, shaking his head. "Deeks, I'm feeling a lot better because you've taken such good care of me. My leg and arm barely hurt anymore."

Kensi paused to sweep her fingers down his chest, stopping just above the waistband of his jeans. She ran her nail along the skin there. Deeks sighed again and, didn't resist when she drew him back to her.

"And watching you walk around in those jeans all day long has been driving me crazy."

"You're ridiculous," Deeks muttered, no heat or resistance behind the words as let Kensi unbutton his jeans one-handed. "You need to tell me if I'm hurting you though."

"You won't."

"I'm serious, Kensi." He gave her a warning look and pulled his hands away to show he meant it. Looking him directly in the eye, she cupped his cheek, and kissed him softly.

"I promise I will stop you if it hurts," she agrees softly. Deeks nodded, and then she was tugging at his clothes again. He helped her out of her oversized t-shirt and sweatpants.

When they were both naked, Deeks moved to her other side, urging her onto her good side. Kensi made a sound of surprise, desire settling low in her stomach as he carefully drew her left leg over his hip.

It hurt just the tiniest bit, but Kensi easily ignored it. Deeks' hands on her were the perfect distraction.

She shivered at the feel of his chest pressed along the length of her body, their legs intertwined. Reaching back, Kensi pulled his mouth back to her in a desperate kiss, his hand settling across her stomach, holding her impossibly close.


A/N: I hope this was alright. This ended up feeling a little weirder to write than I expected.