Disclaimer: I absolutely do not own Criminal Minds!
I know it's been forever since I've posted anything. I actually have three other stories that I've started, but aren't finished yet. Unfortunately I haven't had a lot of time to write and when I do I can't seem to finish them. I was able to write this little twoshot up in the middle of the night though and thought I'd go ahead and post it. It's pure fluff and humor. Enjoy!
"Baby girl, are you just gonna leave me hangin'?" Morgan asked with just the slightest trace of nervousness lacing his voice even as he grinned up at her. "Well, what do you say, baby?" He asked again as he reached up to gently swipe away the tear that had leaked out of Penelope's deep, emotion filled eyes that were currently staring at him with a mixture of shock and joy.
In the next second Penelope managed to close her mouth for a second before her lips turned upwards into grin that made her whole persona seem as if it was glowing. Then she was laughing. At him? Had his simple question caused her to lose what sanity she still had?
"That's not an answer." Derek stated, his smile beginning to fade slowly and his nervousness increasing with each passing moment.
"Well, what type of answer do you expect for such a stupid question?" Penelope replied when she was able to stop laughing. She was still beaming even with tears still making their way down her cheeks.
Now he was just confused. Something this woman in front of him seemed to be able to do far too easily. But then, suddenly, he understood. Like someone had switched the light on in his head and chased away all those negative thoughts and self doubt that had clouded his mind. His grin returned and he found himself releasing a relieved chuckle and shaking his head.
"Of course I will, you beautiful chocolate god!" She exclaimed, leaning forward and wrapping her arms around his neck from were he was kneeled down in front of her. He let out the breathe he hadn't even known he was holding and instinctually wrapped his own arms around her middle, pulling her closer to him as he buried his face in her neck.
"I'd be an idiot to even think about saying no to you." She added quietly while he continued nuzzling her neck, the smile still plastered across his face. "I love you, Derek."
"I love you too, Penelope. Forever." Came his own deep, husky reply as he pulled back, tucking some wayward hair behind her ear and gently caressing the side of her neck. "But I swear if you scare me like that again, woman, I'll handcuff you to our bed and leave you there." He added with a smile.
"Ooow, sounds fun." Penelope answered and then leaned forward to whisper in his ear as if someone might overhear them. "Are you going to use the special furry handcuffs or the more formal, FBI issue?"
A shiver went down his spine as her hot breathe tickled his ear and her breasts lightly grazed over his chest. The temperature in his living room just rose at least 30 degrees higher them what was normal. Then again he really should be used to that by now.
He didn't remember the small velvet box he had clutched in his right hand until he nearly dropped. All thanks to the oh so tempting goddess currently kissing his neck. Nearly dropping the precious little gift brought him out of the haze he found himself in though.
Standing up, his knee creaking slightly from remaining in the same position for so long, he pulled Penelope up with him. He opened the box, intent on getting this done, but was once again distracted as he caught sight of those red, moist lips beckoning him closer. Damn. He couldn't help it, he leaned forward and crushed his mouth to hers in a kiss that sent sparks down to his extremities. Heat rose, passions exploded and he was just about ready to yank that damn dress right off her gorgeous body when a loud bark caused them to jump apart.
Looking over he saw Clooney at the bay window. Neighbors must be home, he thought vaguely before turning to look back at his baby girl. They both chuckled and, like so many times before, he was once again caught off guard by her radiating beauty and the sound of her alluring laughter.
But he had a goal.
Opening the blue velvet box he took out the princess cut diamond and emerald ring he had spent months searching for. Looking up he saw her loving stare and new, without a doubt, that this was meant to be. He lifted her left hand and placed a tender kiss on her knuckles before slowly slipping the ring onto her soft, smooth finger.
"It's beautiful." She whispered, entwining their fingers together as she stared at the ring and their joined hand. "Perfect." She stated, this time looking up at him with a watery smile.
He was going to tell her how he wanted one to match her personality, but that none of the stores carried such a magnificently beautiful piece of jewelry. However he was cut off as she placed those ruby red lips on his and worked her spell on him once more.
Two Hours Later…..
"So, how do you think we should brake the news to our esteemed BAU family?" Penelope asked as they lay cuddled in bed under the blankets. "Or should we wait until we've dealt with the 'Wicked Witch'?" She asked, concern lacing her voice.
Morgan lifted his head from were it lay on her shoulder and looked down into her deep brown eyes as he continued to run his hand along her bare side. "Don't worry about Strauss, baby. What do you think I was doing last Thursday for so long that I had to cancel our lunch?' He said with a slight smirk, rolling over onto his back and pulling her with him so she was now the one with her head on his shoulder.
"How'd you get her to go along with this." Penelope asked with her own smirk and raised eyebrow.
"I didn't." He answered with a chuckle and a gleam in his eyes. "I went straight to the director and explained how his prized technical analysis and highly trained profiler were having trouble with a certain person and were becoming agitated over the situation. He assured me we'd receive no trouble from anyone as long as we continued acting professionally."
Their eyes met with a knowing look and both burst out laughing for what seemed like the hundredth time that evening. "So, we're free to tell the team anything we want." He stated once the laughter died done a bit.
He watched as that all too familiar, thoughtful look began invading those brown orbs. The look of a plan formulating that, when not directed at him, usually meant for a very amusing time. "Any suggestions on how to go about that, sweetness?" He asked, his mouth turned up at the corners.
"As a matter of fact, I just so happen to have a delightful idea." She answered with that smirk Rossi calls the 'evil kitten smirk'.
This should prove interesting…..
What do you think so far? The next and last chapter will be coming soon!