Pairing: Kensi Blye/Marty Deeks
Fic Title: Revenge
Rating/Warning(s): M for sexual situations (the last chapter only)
Genre: Case, Romance
WIP?: Complete, but the sequel, Privileges, is currently in progress.
Why This Must Be Read: It had me at casefic and kept me with the ship. Or maybe it was the other way around. Either way! It has plot, action, team, twists and turns. Then add a heaping helping of ship - banter, flirting, pushing the boundaries. It's like a weekly episode with the K/D flirting bumped up by a zillion.
If you're into the adult content, the sequel will be right up your alley, so check that out too.
"Anything you wanna share?" said Callen.
"Nope," she said.
Callen turned to Sam, and as one their faces lit up. "Guessing game," they cried in unison.
"Okay," began Callen. "Let's see. I'm gonna put money on you, having a date last night. And since you're not smiling, I'm guessing it didn't go well? Did he tell you he was gay?"
"No," said Kensi, not looking up.
"But it didn't go well?"
"There was no date," she clarified.
"Okay, Sam, you're up," said Callen, moving around the desk and taking his seat opposite the still-empty desk of their liaison.
Sam tented his fingers before him, observing the woman for a few moments intently. The big man's focus was unnerving, but Kensi felt determined not to let it get to her. She ignored him. Eventually, he spoke; "You found out that there was a pseudo-sequel to Titanic, and this is the aftermath of watching it?"
"No," she said.
"I really thought that would be it," said Callen. "There were roadworks outside your apartment, working all night?"
"They were all out of your favourite donuts?" tried Sam.
"No," she sighed.
"Top Model got cancelled?" This from Callen.
Kensi didn't even bother to respond to that one.
"Okay, my turn," said Sam. "You dreamt you were kissing Deeks?"
"What?" she sputtered, before she could contain herself. "No-I- but-!" She snorted with laughter "That is just- the least likely thing- ever to happen!"
"Good save," came a voice from behind them.