I own nothing, poor soul that I am - if I did there would be much more Dyson/Kensi action. I love this show, and this is the first chapter of a (hopefully) short multi-chapter piece. Please enjoy.

Bo and Lauren walked into the Dal talking. The ladies walked to the bar, passing Dyson and Hale playing their typical game of pool. They said their hellos and resumed the conversation when they reached the bar itself.

"No, she swears nothing is wrong and even that she feels fine, but I've heard the nightmares she's been having," Bo sighed.

"Well, it's really not a bad thing that she's not partying – she has had several very close encounters with death lately." Lauren commented after taking a sip of her beer.

Bo took a drink of hers and nodded, "I know Kensi's not even close to healed yet – I can tell, but she just, not…I don't know…herself.

At the mention of Kensi the ears of three fae perked up, not that any of them would ever admit that. Lauren looked at Bo over her glass, "Are you sure about coming to my place for the weekend? I mean if you are that worried about Kensi…"

Bo shook her head – "You were there. She all but threw me out of my own place. Told me not to be back before Monday or she'd inflict bodily damage. Being herself or not, I am not arguing with a cranky Kensi." Lauren and Bo both chuckled at trying to reason with the small woman.

Several hours after Kensi threw Bo and Lauren out she heard a knock on the door. It was nearly 1am so she grabbed her sword and walked slowly and carefully to the door – as she got closer, she smelled the deliciousness of a hot cheesy pizza. She opened the door and immediately raised the sword into a defensive position.

Dyson chuckled, "I'd raise my hands in surrender, but I'd have to drop the pizza."

Kensi smiled and let the sword drop, it kind of hurt to hold it in that position anyway. "Since you brought offerings I guess you can come in." She held the door wide so he could come in, placed the sword carelessly beside the couch, then she climbed back into the nest she'd made for herself on the couch, very carefully. Dyson could smell not quite fresh blood and wounds on the young human. He set the pizza on the table, just barely out of Kensi's easy reach. He smiled at the girl fondly, "you know, just because Bo and I aren't together doesn't mean I don't want to know how you are."

Kensi looked longingly at the pizza – the cut on her side – the only one she'd been able to keep from Bo hurt really bad tonight and she knew Dyson would know something was up – but she hadn't had much of an appetite since their last case. Three days in a row of being nearly dead took some of the game out of a girl. Finally, she uncurled herself and moved so she didn't hurt and reached for some cheesy goodness.

Dyson watched her carefully, but as she moved back into place she twisted, yelped, and he smelled her fresh blood. He asked what happened before the blood had an opportunity to bleed through her shirt. Kensi considered playing dumb, but knew it would only serve to irritate the wolf. She smiled at him tiredly, "I've missed you D-man, could have used some serious back up on our latest case. Shifters, shifters everywhere, and a little human me in way, I do realize how lucky I am to be alive at all."

Dyson sighed, "Will you let me check you out when you're done eating?

Between bites Kensi replied, "I wouldn't let Lauren or even Bobo look at me after trips to that nasty lab two days in a row; what makes you think I'll let you do any different?"

Dyson smiled in a fairly predatory way, a way that made Kensi all kinds of hot and bothered, "You like me better? Kens barked out a laugh, "Ok, you may have an itty bitty little point there, but what can you do?" He cocked an eyebrow arrogantly at her, "let me check you out, and maybe you'll see."

She grinned, "Why not, after I'm done eating. You should know if you have fae business I booted Bo and her doctorship's candy asses out of here for the weekend, so you'll have to find her elsewhere."

Dyson nodded, "I overheard a comment about that at the bar, and so I gathered I had a safe bet of finding you here alone, in need of pizza and company."

She smiled at him, "Thanks D, I am really glad you stopped by." Kensi finished a third piece of pizza and looked down at the back side of her shirt. "God damn it! I am so tired of ruining perfectly good clothes." Kensi stood up carefully. "Well Dyson if you want a peep show of my various injuries, and probably the story behind them, you can help me change dressings." Kensi headed for the stairs and when she didn't sense Dyson right behind her she commented, "All the stuff to take care of me is upstairs."

Dyson worked really hard to keep a very tight rein on his temper. Didn't Bo realize how much danger she put Kensi in just by being unaligned, let alone the crazy circumstances they often found themselves in.

When he got to Kensi's room she was sitting down on the bed and patted the space next to her. "Ok, I need to give you some back ground, and then I'll start the strip tease."

Dyson grinned, "strip tease? Really? For little old me?"

Kensi smacked his arm "down boy! Anyway, so we were hired by a super rich old dame to find her lost swag and get it back. It was a ring, and a necklace with a pendant. She was sure her daughter stole it, and maybe sold it for drugs or something. Anyway, I didn't care – find the jewels, return them, get paid – right? Right. So we find this girl hanging out with a bunch of fae as their – um.. pet? So one chick had on the ring, and another one has on the necklace. We didn't know they were shifters at first – Bo realized they were fae and the girl was enthralled or drugged or something. So we try asking civilly, that didn't go well. They kind of beat the shit out of us and ran us off. I managed to swipe both pieces of jewelry – come on, I mean rent is due. So we have to fight our way out – which really sucked. One of the bastards got a hold of my hip and leg and did some damage. This is just day one right?"

"Ok, so I am gonna finish my whole story then you can see the battle wounds, K?" Kensi asked as much stalling for time as she was happy to get this off her chest. She knew Bo had been miserable she'd been hurt and had been seriously hovering. "Ok, so the next day, Bo goes to return the stolen swag and get a paycheck. Bo and Dr. Hotpants relegated me to the couch cause of my leg. Now the problem is that shortly after they leave, the door get's broken down and the same bastards from the day before break in, you noticed the new door right? So they bust in and I'm doing pretty good fighting, but well lost, obviously. So they decided to leave a message for Bo about interfering where she didn't belong by well… fuck it. You'll figure it out." So Kensi gently pulled the blouse she had on off, loose as it was it still hurt to move, and apparently she opened the damned cut on her side again. She dropped her skirt, leaving her in panties because she couldn't really wear a bra.

Dyson saw the damage to the young human and was furious. Not just at Bo, but why the hell hadn't he been called if they needed help. He kind of growled the question. Kensi jumped a little and winced. Dyson immediately calmed himself. "Kens, you know I'd never hurt a hair on you. You need me to change all the pads on your back?"

She nodded and blushed," and the one here, cause I can't really move to see it." He shook his head, "If you needed help why did you push Bo out?" Kensi sighed, "I was tired of watching her mope and beat herself up over something she couldn't control." Dyson nodded and gently peeled the pads on her back off, noticed the untreated cut on her side, and decided the leg could wait just a minute. He put his hands on Kensi's hips. "I can do this like Lauren did, or… I can heal them."

Kensi looked down and over her shoulder at him surprised, "heal what? All this damage? How would you do that?"

Dyson licked his lips, "my saliva has healing properties." He grinned. "So I'd, I'd have to lick you." Kensi's eyebrows when up almost to her hair line, "lick me." Dyson nodded, "and it would heal? All of it?" He smiled, "your alabaster skin would be blemish free again."

Kensi smiled, "alabaster huh? Uhm ok I am super tired of feeling like this. So where do you want me? And where do you want to start?" Dyson stroked her uninjured side a bit, just to gently calm her. "First, I'd like to hear about these burns. He pointed to a variety of burns that were at the end of some of what were obviously whip marks. Kens sighed a little, rubbed her wrists which were red and and raw from being tied up from the ceiling, and replied, "For their finishing move they dipped the tip of the whip in some foul smelling concoction. When the whip hit those last few times it felt like acid and turned all black and nasty. Everyone, including Lauren thought it was simply third degree burns, but nooo it was some fae-made muck, and the acid actually ate away at the skin and since one is sort of on the carotid artery Bo came in to me nearly dead again the next night. That was two days ago and she's been super hovering and mopping, and calling the damn doctor if I even twitch. I had to get rid of her."

Dyson growled, "Why didn't someone call me?"

Kensi turned and sighed again; she put her hand on Dyson's cheek, "you're not dating Bo anymore, and you're not doing a lot of police work for us. I don't know; why would it matter to you?"

Dyson shook his head, "Kens, I care about you, I mean I care about you both… but sweetheart, YOU matter. Not just you and Bo, but you. You are my friend and if you are hurt I want to know, to do whatever I can to help. Ok?"

Kensi blushed a little and thanked him, "how about you work on my back and decide if you want to lick more after that we'll cross that bridge when we get there; I'm just gonna get a glass of water." Dyson chuckled, "Now you're just stalling, I'll get you water. Just stay there." He pointed at the bed. Kensi stretched out carefully on her stomach. Dyson got Kensi the requested water, then he kneeled down next to her and told her to relax. He began licking, first the burn on her neck. He felt Kensi tense up, but not in a bad way; he worked hard to keep back his masculine chuckle. He also ran his hands over her uninjured body parts, very gently, working to keep her relaxed and calm.

After about 30 minutes Kensi's back and side were completely healed. He leaned back on his knees. "Want to roll over for me so I can take a look at your leg and hip." Kensi rolled over and the smell of her arousal was almost staggering. She looked up at him glassy eyed, "you know wolf man, you can do this for me any time I get hurt, I like you sooooo much more than the lab rat." He could not help laughing at her almost drunken honesty. "Kensi, hon, I'm going to have to take your panties off if I am to get at all of this claw mark. Has the doc checked you for picking up any kind of lycanthropy? Most kinds aren't contagious, but there are a few strains…" Kensi nodded, "yeah my blood got all bagged and sent someplace where it can be thoroughly vetted" Kensi mocked Lauren's voice and tone which caused them both to laugh a little.

Dyson looked at her seriously for a minute, "if you don't want me to do this one, I will understand; I just think I could make you more comfortable." Kensi muttered, "not bloody likely." Under her breath which caused Dyson to snort to keep from laughing. She shimmied out of her panties and Dyson covered her with a sheet except where he needed to be. This was, in her humble opinion, way too close to her girl parts, but it felt so freaking good. "D you can feel free to continue your ministrations in healing me. I thought I would mind your tongue and all Wolfy, but hell it feels sooo good, better than anything – so I figure have at it and well maybe when you're done you could take the edge off... or more… we can …you know.. talk about it if you want, but I…" Dyson listened for a minute to her rambling then moved down to her knee and began healing the deep wound from the bottom up. Who knew that the back Kensi's knee was one of those points which made her buck and moan. Dyson had to hold back a whimper at the renewed intensity of her excitement which made his wolf want to howl. He didn't think very carefully about that, instead, he reached up and put a hand on her abdomen; he placed it there to keep her still and it made her whimper and moan a little more. Kind of breathlessly she said, "really D, don't stop what you're doing, keep ignoring my little noises cause holy fuck it feels good." He chuckled and licked the inside of her upper thigh. If he had not been holding her down she would have bucked up hard, but he continued healing her right up to the very deepest of the cut.

He lift his head to take a look at his young human friend, she looked glassy eyed and almost drunk with pleasure. He had to bring her back down to earth just a little. "Kensi…" She blinked her eyes a bit and smiled at him. "Yes Dyson?" He grinned a fairly masculine grin, "Just checking on you honey, how are you doing?" Kensi sat up on to her elbows and smiled, "I'm good. If you want to stop, I think I am feeling better than I have in weeks and stuff. The um… bodily effects of your…um healing… well uh, I don't really expect you to take care of that and all… I mean I know you and Bo."

Dyson moved up Kensi's body, and gently kissed her forehead. "Kensi, beautiful Kensi. You know Bo is with Lauren, and well if you want me to go, or just hold you or something, it's up to you my sweet girl. I… fuck… I didn't' think it would be this hard, but I like you…I like you a lot. I'd like to take this further, but..."

Kensi shut him up with a kiss. "I like you a lot too D… so um… we have the place for the weekend and um… would you mind finishing what you were doing?"

Dyson grinned in a very wolf-like and predatory way before he moved the sheet away from her lower body and began to lick the last of her wound. He followed this by moving to her cleanly shaved loins and made her scream with pleasure till she was horse before he moved his body up to cover hers.

Kensi was glassy eyed again, her hair was in total disarray around her and Dyson thought she'd never looked more beautiful. He began to move away from her and she grabbed him. "Ya know I may be a little rusty, but I believe there is more to this than simply you giving me pleasure." As she said that she reached down and rubbed the bulge in now entirely too tight jeans. Dyson commented, "Fuck, god Kens… I don't… I don't want to hurt you." He couldn't help humping into her hand though.

She shook her head, "you really ought to stop underestimating me D-man… who says I don't like a few bruises or a lot of strength? And if you don't fuck me now I am never gonna let you live down the prime woman you passed up after getting me all hot and bothered. Especially after you swore there was no reason not to, besides my humanity that is…" Dyson laughed and kissed her with all the intensity and passion he felt for the small human. While he was kissing her, Kensi rearranged her body so that he was lying between her legs and she could start unbuttoning his denim pants. In the blink of an eye he'd removed them and returned to the cradle she'd created for him out of her body.

Kensi kissed Dyson with all the love and passion she felt for him, but could never voice. She brought her knees up around his body and began writhing beneath him. The feeling of his hard shaft rubbing against her made her begin throbbing again. She whimpered, "Dyson, please…" He moved up onto his forearms so he could look down at her as he slowly pushed into her tight body. Kensi's eyes nearly rolled back in her head at the pleasure she was feeling, each time he moved back or further in she moaned a little louder until she was all but screaming in pleasure. The moment he was seated fully into her body, which in itself surprised him given their size difference, she came screaming his name; He gripped the sheets ripping them as he worked to control himself – she felt so good. He was determined not to move till her body stopped spasming around him. When she came down he started moving again, Kensi wrapped her legs around his waist letting him thrust even deeper, and she grabbed his head pulling him into a mind blowing kiss. The kiss made them move faster and harder till they were both moving as fast and hard as they could. They kept this up for almost ten minutes before they both came hard, each screaming the others name.

Dyson rolled onto his back, taking Kensi with him. She laid her head on his chest as she caught her breath. They simply lay together in the aftermath of the explosive sex they'd just had; after about 10 minutes Kensi whispered, "thank you, I think I needed that." Moving had not caused Dyson to slide completely out of her and so she moved down, planting him more fully inside her body and said, "I need a nap now." Dyson was surprised, but decided to simply go with it, she felt so good around him, not to mention his cock, not having to remove himself was like a gift. After a few minutes he found he couldn't keep his eyes open any longer either and the new lovers fell into a deep contented sleep.

The next morning Kensi rolled over and stretched - her muscles were sore, but she didn't feel like she'd been scraped, whipped, and nearly killed. She felt loved and wondered if Dyson escaped early. She decided that even if he skulked away and she spent the rest of the weekend by herself she was healed and she'd gotten laid. She spun herself humming down the steps, picking up a button down which was obviously Dyson's. She found herself grinning, there was the smell of coffee and standing in the kitchen was the delicious wolf-man himself drinking a cup of coffee. "Good morning, sleep well?" Dyson asked with a smile on his face as she came down in his shirt and little else. With what she was sure was a stupid looking smile she nodded and took a sip of his coffee. He looked her straight in the eye, "no nightmares or anything." Kensi shook her head, not sure how he knew about the nightmares, "Hey, between the two of us we almost have and outfit." She pulled herself onto the counter. "It feels so good to do that, I mean it's been a week that I've had to sit on chairs and behave all creaky-like or I'd spring a leak. What would you like to do or have you got super secret fae plans for the day."

Dyson watched Kensi hum and dance down the stairs wearing his shirt buttoned twice at the bottom, but he was pretty sure she wasn't wearing anything but the shirt. Damn that was hot. What was it about this spunky little human that held him as captive as her best friend the succubus once had. She hopped up on the counter and began talking, her spark was back, and he hadn't even know how much he'd missed it. He moved over to her, spread open her legs, stood between them and kissed her soundly. "I'm game for whatever you want, you're the one who's been cooped up. I'd be quite content to keep you horse all weekend long." He said as he nipped her collar bone. "Mmmmmm… Oh, I think we should definite spend some solid time practicing bedroom techniques. Maybe if you're really good I'll take you to the park later." Kensi snickered, jumped down around him; she ran up the stairs with Dyson chasing her, the giggling changed to moaning, then screaming as the morning progressed. Kensi had never been so happy she'd thrown Bo out; she wasn't really sure how to explain any of this, even to herself.

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