Prompt: Seeing Red
Derek Morgan wasn't a possessive, jealous man.
Oh, who was he kidding, he was both of those things, and he was feeling pretty possessive of a certain voluptuous blonde at the moment.
She was dressed all in red, a dress that clung to every lovely inch of her. Her hair was piled on top of her head, making her look sexy and tousled and her lips were painted the same bright, bold red as her dress.
She was wearing that dress and that hair and the lipstick that made her lips irresistible while talking to her ex-boyfriend, Kevin Lynch.
Now, granted they'd been broken up for almost a year and she'd been with him most of that time, but still…Kevin was way too close to her for Derek's comfort.
Sauntering over to them, he caught Penelope's eye. She smiled widely at him, and he smiled back—a devious smile that had her eyes widening. As he got closer, he reached out his hands for her, pulling her closer and kissing her. This was no sweet peck on the lips, this was a kiss hot enough to burn rubber and he made it last, dragging it on for several minutes until he was practically pressing her back against the bar.
When he finally broke away, he saw her hair was more tousled then before, her dress wrinkled from the way he'd fisted it in his hand and her lips…they were still red, only they were red from his kisses and not the lipstick.
"Hey Kev," he said, sticking out his hand and smiling charmingly, "How've you been?"