A/N: We have entered firm M territory with this chapter. Hope it doesn't seem too out of place, but you know, best to take advantage of a kid free night. And for those who were waiting for this moment, you're welcome.

Having Kensi in his arms, surrounding him was better than Deeks could ever imagine. And he'd imagined it quite a bit since the night they'd kissed on the front porch. She was impossibly warm and soft, her lips insistent on his, fingers cupped at the base of his skull to keep his mouth at the perfect angle.

He ran his hand up her legs, dragging the skirt of her dress with it. Kensi's legs squeezed tighter around his thighs and she dragged her mouth away, her eyes bright as she hovered over him.

"We should probably go inside," she said in a throaty voice. Deeks laughed softly, reaching up to tuck a piece of loose hair behind her ear.

"Yeah, we don't want to give the neighbors a show," he agreed. "They already have enough to gossip about."

Deeks rose with Kensi, her legs wrapping tight around his waist as he carried her into the house, navigating across the patio and through the door. He barely made it inside before Kensi unhooked her legs, dropping to the floor, pushing him backwards in her eagerness.

Deeks landed against the wall, taking Kensi with him, and tugging her leg up around his hip again so she was pressed more tightly against him. Her lips never left his, but she made a pleased sound as she tore through the buttons on his shirt, tugging the material off his shoulders until it got caught up on his biceps.

She smoothed her hands across the newly exposed skin, starting at his shoulder and working her way down. Deeks pulled back, letting his head drop against the wall with a heavy thud. He watched Kensi through half-closed lids.

Her hands felt almost painfully good. And the way she looked at him as she traced the line of his collar bone was enough to make his stomach tighten with arousal.

He groaned quietly when her fingers brushed the edge of his pants.

"Too much?" Kensi asked quietly, hands stilling instantly.

"No, not all." Kensk chuckled at his fast reply, and he dipped his head, peering a little shyly through his eyelashes. "No, I have absolutely no objection, but, uh, we haven't exactly discussed where this is going."

"Oh, I didn't make myself clear?" Kensi settled her hands on his chest primly with a would-be innocent expression. "Deeks, I would love it if you took me bed right now."

Then she stretched up to kiss him softly, and took his hand, leading him towards his bedroom. As they crossed the threshold, she dropped his hand, pausing in the middle of the room, skirt swaying around her legs. Reaching up to her neck, Kensi held his gaze while she slowly tugged the bow loose, sending the top of her dress fall to her waist.

Deeks watched its descent with an open mouth. She pushed it past her hips, the fabric pooling on the floor at her feet, leaving her in nothing but a pair of matching red lace underwear.

"Oh my god," Deeks whispered, spending amount taking her in. Kensi beckoned him forward with a crook of her finger as she backed up towards the bed.

"Sit down," she urged him, so climbed onto the bed, settling in the middle of the mattress with his back against the headboard.

Kensi crawled up beside him and swing her legs across Deeks', hovering over him as she gripped the open front of his shirt. She ran her nose along his cheek, hands tremble slightly. Deeks held his waist, looking up at her expectantly, but not moving or touching her anywhere else.

Starting at his shoulders again, she slid her palms down the length of his arms, pausing when she reached his hands. She lifted his right one, bringing it close to her face, running her fingers along the little crevices and grooves made by time and work. Dipping her head, she kissed in the very center of his palm.

Deeks' breath caught in his throat, and his other hand flexed on her waist.

"You have very beautiful hands," she told him unexpectedly.

"Never heard that before," he said wryly, grinning crookedly.

"It's true. They're strong." Kensi kissed his knuckles. "Yet gentle." She unfolded it and deliberately placed it higher up her torso. "And I need you to touch me now."

Deeks slid his hand a fraction of an inch higher so he was cupping her breast and they both groaned, Kensi dropping her head to his shoulder and making a sound of relief. He braced his other hand on her back, gently thumbing her nipple, leaning in to kiss the edge of her jaw.

Kensi arched against him, the press of her hips into his almost painful, and he sucked the skin above her collar bone a little harder than he meant to. She made a deep, wanting sound that vibrated in his ear.

She tugged Deeks' head from her neck; her eyes were almost black with desire as she stared down at him. She dragged her finger across his bottom lip with such tenderness it made him shiver.

Then her mouth was back on his, opening eagerly when his tongue teased at her lips. Her hands dropped down to his shirt again and she yanked it down his arms, fumbling in her desperation to get the cuffs past his hands.

They had to pause briefly to get the rest of their clothes off, but then they were completely naked.

"You're so perfect," he murmured, running his hands down her sides, over her hips, every perfect curve. Kensi encouraged him with an urgent rocking of her hips as he slid lower.

"Don't stop, don't stop," she begged in a soft litany.

"I didn't have any plans to, baby."

Between his hands and his mouth moving across her skin, interspersed with murmured words of encouragement, she fell apart in his arms, his name on her lips.

"That was…" she gasped. "Amazing."

"Thanks," he said with a teasing grin. "I'll add that to my list of positive reviews."

"Oh hush." Kensi knocked his shoulder with the back of her hand, barely making contact. She closed her eyes for a minute while her breath slowed, skin sheened with sweat.

Deeks trailed his fingers over her skin, needing to her touch her even if it didn't provide any real relief.

Seeming to realize his plight, Kensi opened her eyes, moving against him again with purpose.

"Time for round two," she said with a delighted grin.