A/N: Deeks is a little exhausted by his and Kensi's baby-making efforts. Has some mature content.
"What are you doing?" Kensi asked, sitting down beside Deeks on their couch. He had his laptop open in front of him on the coffee table along with several ledgers and pens.
"Finishing up the inventory and receipts for this month," Deeks answered slowly as he typed something in an excel box. He paused to write a number in one of the ledgers and then added, "It looks like we're actually starting to see a pick-up in sales."
"That's great," Kensi said genuinely, leaning into his side. She looped her free arm through his and snuggled up against him. After several minutes of watching him work, she ran her fingers through his hair. "I've always love it when you do paperwork."
"Really?" he asked, frowning, but still focused on his work and not paying that much attention.
"Mm-hm, it's a very sexy look on you," she murmured, pressing her lips to his neck while she continued to trails her fingers through his hair. Deeks made a soft humming sound in the back of his throat, relaxing slightly into her touch.
"Wait a second," he said, jerking back suddenly with an accusatory expression. "are you trying to seduce me?" He sounded absolutely appalled by the idea.
"Of course not." She reached for his arm again but he pulled back. "Can't I compliment my husband without being accused of having ulterior motives?" Deeks rolled his eyes and said,
"You were commenting on my ability to do paperwork." Huffing out a sigh, Kensi gave up all pretense.
"We need to have sex," she said bluntly.
"We did. Five times last night," Deeks pointed out, reaching back to rub his shoulder. At some point she'd gotten a little overly aggressive and bitten Deeks a lot harder than she intended.
"Sorry about that," she murmured guiltily, replacing his hands with hers and gently rubbing the abused skin. "But you know we've only got a few days where I'm most fertile. We have to take advantage of every moment that we can."
"But I'm tired, Kensi. It feels like all we do is have sex, which sounds great in theory, but actually it's just really exhausting."
"If we waste this opportunity, I might not get pregnant this month."
"Can't I just have like 12 hours off to recuperate?" Deeks begged, looking at Kensi imploringly. "I'm not sure little Marty is up to the challenge."
"Really?" Kensi asked with raised eyebrows. She unceremoniously shoved the laptop towards the middle of the table and swung a leg over Deeks' hips so she was straddling him. Looking him straight in the eyes, she stripped her shirt off, arching her back. Deeks swallowed harshly as she rested her hands on his shoulders. His hands settled automatically on her hips, pulling her towards him.
Kensi smiled victoriously as she felt him jerk against her. Little Marty was definitely awake.
"Oh my god," he groaned. "This might kill me."
"I take full responsibility," she whispered, leaning down to kiss him.