Prompt: How Long Has It Been?

"How long has it been?" Kensi can barely make out the muffled words. His mouth is latched onto her neck, suckling and nipping, creating delicious friction with his scruff.

"Um…," she's not entirely sure what he's talking about. She's also lost in haze of lust and desire, her naked back snugly pressed up against the cool wall and her bare long legs wrapped tightly around his waist. She honestly probably couldn't count to ten right now if asked.

His demanding lips travel down the column of her neck. Open-mouthed kisses leave a wet, fiery track in their wake as he glides his mouth over her collarbone. Kensi threads her fingers through his soft waves, yanking a bit too roughly when he suddenly grasps her ass, lifting her up a bit higher and tilts her hips into his.

A long, needy moan escapes her lips as Deeks smoothly thrusts into her, filling her completely in one stroke. Between heavy pants for breath, he tries again. "How long has it been… since I last fucked you."

She starts to chuckle, but it's quickly swallowed but a surprised gasp as his insatiable mouth finds her taut nipple, sucking at it greedily. Her head falls back against the wall and she lets go of his hair to grasp tightly to his shoulders.

If he expects her to actually answer the question, he's going to have to stop the now steady, deep continuous thrusts that have her rocking back into him over and over. But if he stops, she thinks she'll actually scream in frustration, instead of exhilaration, as the tension in her belly coils ever tighter.

She whimpers as the heat of his mouth leaves her breast, his head coming to nestle into the juncture of her neck and shoulder. He's half kissing her blazing hot skin, half struggling for air as he speeds up the pace.

Kensi clings even tighter to his shoulders, grips his hips with her thighs even stronger. He presses her against the wall more firmly, making sure she's stable, then smoothly moves his hand between her thighs.

She writhes against his fingers uncontrollably, grinding down on his hips as he thrusts up to meet her. They're both gasping for breath, hearts thundering furiously as they careen toward the brink.

Her eyes flutter shut and she begins to tremble as a wave of pleasure crashes over her. She gasps again as Deeks thrusts deeply into her one last time, sending them both over the edge. He groans, and then whispers her name into her ear as he slows and then eventually fully stops his movements.

Spinning them around so his back is to the wall, Deeks slowly slumps down. She's cradled in his arms, legs still wrapped around him and they're still intimately attached. She threads her fingers thru his hair once again, this time with gentle but shaky fingers.

After catching her breath, she asks, "You really want me to answer your question?" He give her a lazy smile that sends an unexpected jolt of heat through her body. He just shrugs, as if he doesn't have the energy to do much else, which is quite possibly true after that performance.

She grins, "It's only been twelve hours, Deeks. Don't you remember how you woke me up this morning?"

"Oh, I remember alright," he drawls back. Tracing her lower lip with his thumb, he fixes her with a gaze that would make her weak in the knees, if she happened to be standing. "I just can't seem to get enough of you. Is that such a bad thing?"

And as he latches on to her neck once more and she feels him come to life again inside her, she thinks she could definitely get used to this.