A/N: Well I was supposed to be working on part 2 of 'Break' but then this happened so...

Words were blurring in front of her face and Kensi groaned audibly before going to the fridge for a beer. It was the third time she'd walked away from the tax form sitting at her desk. She eyed the form as if it was an especially annoying suspect then took a deep breath, determined to conquer it. She read the first line again carefully, If you checked box 1, 3, or 4 above, enter 1 in the box. If you checked box 2 or 5, enter 2, in the box. If you checked the box on line 6, see page 7.Kensi frowned at the form and wrote in 1 hesitantly before panicking and erasing it. Maybe she should have hired the tax guy from last year again. The knock at the door startled her and she almost welcomed the interruption until she moved the curtain to reveal Deeks' grinning face.

"What are you doing here?" She asked suspiciously as she opened her door.

"I'm helping you with your taxes" he replied, looking much too pleased with himself.

"I've got it." Kensi lied

Deeks pressed the laptop he carried into her hands and brushed past her, heading for the table where her tax forms lay.

He held up her state income tax return form.

"How long have you been stuck on line seven?" He asked

Kensi made a grab for it but he snatched the paper out of her reach.

"I was getting to it." She growled.

"Hmm," he glanced down at the scatter of papers and brushed at the cookie crumbs littering them. "I see you haven't started on your Federal Return yet."

Kensi wavered between pride and asking for help for only a moment before relenting and dropping on the couch.

"Fine, you can help me with my taxes." She grumbled.

"Fantastic," Deeks said, grabbing the laptop from her hand and opening it. "We can e-file, much easier than the paper form and," he picked up her W-2 and shook off the crumbs "You can't get it dirty."

Kensi rolled her eyes and scooted closer to eye the program with interest. "Turbo tax? I thought you were the tax expert."

"I didn't use Turbo Tax, Kensalina, I used my own personal knowledge of the American Tax system. But this isn't about me, this is about you. You can give a man a fish and feed him for a day, or you can teach him how to fish and feed him-"

"Ugh I get it, fine. How do I do this?" She asked, leaning towards the laptop to read the first prompt. Deeks leaned over her, putting an arm around her to type in her name. She elbowed him lightly and he grunted.

"No funny business," She said, trying to hide the smile curving her lips. He held up his hands in mock surrender and reached for her beer, taking a sip before she grabbed it from him.

"Go get your own beer," she said pointing towards the kitchen.

"and that," Deeks said pushing the laptop closed, "is how you get a big shiny return on your taxes." He leaned back to grin lazily at Kensi.

"Was any of that legal? I feel like I just committed tax fraud."

"As a civil servant and stout protector of the law I take offense to that assumption."

Kensi snorted "Protector of the law, that's nice. You use that line on your dates?"

Deeks reached out to fiddle with the ends of her hair. "Sometimes, why, is it working?"

She knocked his hand away and he grinned lazily at her.

"Do women always fall at your feet?"

"All but you my sweet, but I that's just because I haven't figured out how to trip you up yet."

His gaze warmed and some of the playfulness faded to reveal the desire in his eyes.

It sent her system scrambling and she concentrated on keeping her face blank, her eyes aloof. It made her miss the way his hand reached out and closed around her wrist.

"Interesting," He said, eyes on her. She knew he could feel the erratic beat of her pulse and she tugged halfheartedly at her arm. "looks like I may have been wrong after all."

He looked so arrogant and cocky she wanted to give him a hard smack upside the head, but an idea formed in her head and she let the smile that curved her lips work to her advantage.

"Maybe you were," she said, watching his eyes widen as her tone warmed and she slid closer to him.

If any blood had remained in his brain he probably would have seen right past the act but all he could focus on was the way her tongue flicked out to wet her lips as she practically crawled into his lap. His hand reached out to fist in her shirt as he tugged her closer and he yelped as the beer bottle smacked hard against his head.

"Do you really think I'm that stupid?" Kensi asked laughing in delight as she scooted back and he rubbed the spot on his head.

"Ha ha, good one." Deeks said slowly, a dangerous glint in his eye.

Kensi had only a moment to think uh oh when he had her pinned under him and his mouth was on hers, avid and hot, coaxing a response she was helpless to give.

The hands that were on his chest to push him away flexed and contracted, then smoothed over his chest to wrap around him. Her mind clouded over and she hardly recognized the sigh that sounded in her throat. His lips left her mouth to assault the smooth column of her neck and her eyes practically crossed as he nipped her lightly with his teeth right above the collarbone. Her hips bucked and rolled against his, pulling a low groan from him as he focused his attention back on her mouth.

The taste of her rocketed through him like white hot lightning wrapped in silk and any thought of consequence and repercussions were lost in the haze. His hands streaked under her shirt and her skin was warm and impossibly soft. Strong legs wrapped around him and any hope he had of regaining control was lost as the moan hummed low in her throat. He pushed the shirt over her head and reveled in the in the smooth warmth as he brushed his lips over her collarbone. Twin ringtones shrilled in the air and Deeks filled the air with colorful curses as his phone vibrated in his pocket.

"Really?" He said loudly as he rolled away and dug his phone out of his pocket to see the number for the OP center illuminating the screen.

"Deeks," He answered, trying to keep his breathing even as he watched Kensi pull her shirt back on.

Eric said something about coming in but Deeks wasn't focusing on anything but the way his partner was subtly trying to avoid his gaze, a slight blush tingeing her cheeks. Now that was unexpected, and doing absolutely nothing to calm down the rush of need pulsing through his veins.

"Yeah," Deeks said distractedly as he hung up the phone then stood and held out a hand to Kensi. She smacked it away and the prickly gesture made him grin.

"Are we going to talk about this?" He asked as they headed towards the door.

"Nope," She said as she turned to lock the door and stash the key in her pocket. He spun her around and pressed her into the wall, his lips a whisper across hers. There was no rush this time, just a gentle press of lips, a slow exploration of tongues. She trembled and he felt her practically melt against him and his arms tightened to steady her. He pulled back and waited until her eyes fluttered open to press a final kiss to her lips

"We should talk about it." He said against her mouth.

"Fine, " She said pushing him away and pulling her tousled hair into a sleek tail. "After the case," She said, all business now. For unexplained reasons it made his heartbeat kick up a notch and he swung a friendly arm around her shoulders.

"Works for me," he said as they walked towards the car. She didn't shrug his arm off and he smiled at the progress.

Just a fun little one-shot! Now I really will get back to "Break"

4/15 Edit: Since a few people asked for it I will write a second chapter but it might just take a bit since it wasn't really planned and I want to do them justice. :) Thanks for all the love!