A/N: Contains a wee bit of adult content. Actually, the majority is moderate adult content.

"We should stay here forever," Kensi sighed, leaning back in Deeks' arms. His arms where around her torso, fingers linking on top of her stomach as they were gently rocked by shallow waves.

He still wore just his board shorts from an earlier swim, but Kensi had decided to put a lacy blue cover-up on over her bikini. It was thin enough that the warmth of Kensi's skin easily seeped through.

"Ok, but I think Sam might have something to say if we run off with his boat," Deeks commented lazily. "He'll probably send a team of SEALS after us."

When they'd mentioned wanting to take a weekend trip, Sam had surprisingly offered up his boat. He'd insisted that he wouldn't be using it and only stipulated that they hide any evidence of activities which would force him to burn the boat down.

So far it was an idyllic weekend. Most of the first day was spent in bed and today they'd mostly lounged around, only stopping to eat or take the occasional swim.

"It would definitely be worth it," Kensi decided after a prolonged pause. "We could be like modern day pirates. Only instead of stealing things, we would just spend all day enjoying the sun and swimming."

"Clearly I've been a terrible influence. You're starting to sound like me." Deeks grinned and kissed her lightly. "Let's do it." Kensi curled her fingers in his hair, running her other index finger over his cheekbone.

"You'd look very cute with an eye patch."

"I could rock an eye patch. Maybe a captain's hat and some nifty breeches too," he added.

"Only if you wear a poofy shirt," Kensi allowed. She turned in his arms, balancing her hands on her chest. His hands were already shifting the edges of her cover-up over her things as she teasingly leaned over him, just barely brushing her lips against his.

"Deal." With that, he cupped the back of Kensi's head in his palm, guiding her mouth to his.

"You hungry?" Deeks asked sometime later. He was feeling sleepy and definitely didn't want to leave the warmth of Kensi's body, but they'd already fallen asleep once and gotten distracted by more pleasant activities twice.

"I could go for a sandwich," Kensi murmured drowsily, rolling on her back. She looked absolutely gorgeous laid out against the pale blue sheets. Her bikini top was strewn across the top of the bed and Deeks had no idea where the other have was.

Giving Kensi another kiss, he started searching for his shorts. Somehow they had migrated halfway under a small table and he bent to pick them up.

Kensi whistles loudly, making a satisfied sound. Feigning shock, Deeks half-turned to look at her. She'd shifted to the head of the bed, arms tucked under her neck and ankles crossed as she unapologetically stared at him.

"Kensi Marie Blye-Deeks are you checking me out?"

"Mm-hmm." Kensi let her gaze rove over him lazily, drifting lower and lingering in a few places. "It's a very good view."

Deeks' shorts hung forgotten in his hand, his attention completely consumed by Kensi's perusal. His skin flushed as he stood there, debating whether or not he should cross the six or so feet between them.

Kensi made the decision for him, beckoning him with a single curved finger. He was beside the bed in a second and slid his hand around her waist as she rose up on her knees, arching against him.

"What about lunch?" he murmured distractedly, lightly squeezing her hips.

"Food can wait." Kensi pulled him down on top of her and twined her legs around him.

Yes, he could get very used to this Deeks decided between soft, lingering kisses.