Sweet fluffy smut - just plain old smutty smut smut - cus my life and so many others are stupid right now - so Luke and Penelope get to have an enjoyable night...because someone should...

.Hope you enjoy.

ps I hate pants.

"Penelope, everything is ok. Wake up, Love."

Luke shakes Penelope awake gently - kissing her softly and reassuringly - making sure his smile shines into his voice - not wanting to panic her the way he did when he phoned.

"Wha- Lu-

"Wake up, Sweetheart. Everything is great - I just want to show you something. Here, put this on."

Luke pulls her into a seated position and helps her pull a long soft warm fleecy nightdress over her head. It has dancing Christmas penguins on the front and he had been ecstatic a moment ago to find it so quickly in her drawer. Then he puts on a pair of long warm fleecy socks for her.

Penelope raises a sleepy perfectly shaped incredulous eyebrow at the mad man who has decided to wake her up and is currently lovingly zipping up her ankle-high winter boot that he just put on her foot as though she was Cinderella.

"What time is it?"

Luke grins up at her cheekily.

"3:23 am. I woke up about 25 minutes ago - and was convinced by Roxy that a quick outdoor excursion was required...and now I want to show you something. I know you are going to love it!"

"Outside? At three in the morning? Yeesh...it's a good thing you're cute Mr. Alvez."

"Come on, You! Roxy stay and keep Sergio out of trouble. Sergio you guard Roxy. Be back soon!"

Luke pulls her up and then with far more exuberance than is typically seen by those awake in the middle of the night - drags her out of the apartment - Penelope's keys in his pocket and a couple big blankets from the living room slung over his arm.

In the elevator - Luke punches a button - shielding his selection from Penelope with his body and distracting her with a deep kiss - hoping she doesn't realise that the elevator is going up not down - wanting to keep her in suspense for just a bit longer.

At the end of the kiss - Penelope's eyes have drifted close - so Luke takes advantage and whispers:

"Keep your eyes closed, Chica. I'll lead you. Here - big step out of the elevator - then we' going to walk straight about 15 feet. Now turn...perfect. Open your eyes!"

"The roof?"

"The stars are perfect. Come! Just a few steps, then I will bundle you up!"

Luke pulls her out through the door that he rejoiced to find unlocked eatlier. He hurries her over to one of the built-in permanent wood and metal bench-things shaped like lounge chairs that he had discovered. This one is right in the middle of what must be a rooftop garden in the summer - and he brushed the snow off when doing his impulsive reconnaissance with Roxy on the way back to the apartment after their mini walk out front of the building.

Luke now hands her one blanket and then spreads the other onto the chair - stepping over the lounging platform so he's sitting astride with one booted foot to either side.

"Here sit between my legs and lean back against my chest. Perfect. Ok cover us up. Warm enough for a few minutes? Now, mi Cielo, look up."

The roof patio is dark - since it's the highest on the block and there's only one small lightbulb back by the door.

For the last few days the sky has been weighty with snow clouds - but during the night they have cleared and the brightest stars and the moon are shining down. Snuggling into his warmth, Penelope can taste the coppery cold of the night air as she marvels at the sky that Luke has gifted her.

"Do you like it?"

"I love it. Thank you, Luke."

"You can see that the moon getting fuller - because it bends like a 'D' for 'Developing' - if it's waning it makes a 'C' for -"

"Constrict? Compact? Crush?"

"No! Cookie. Because it's getting smaller while the giants eat it!"

"Oh I like that."

"I like you."

"No. You luv me. Oh...look there's Orion the Hunter. A friend showed me once how to find all of him not just his belt. I always feel special when I find him."

"He always makes me feel connected to my family. My mom used to say that if she could see Orion - she knew we were safe. It's one of the few constellations that's bright enough to see in the Bronx...and I remember the first time I saw him when in Iraq - it was like seeing a good friend from home. I always feel better when I find him in the sky during cases."

"Luke - why aren't you going to visit your folks in New York for Christmas this year?"

"Cases up to our eyeballs - and...well last year with everything going on with Spencer - most of the team stayed around here - and I... when I casually asked J.J. about your usual plans...she said you rarely travel for Christmas...and spent the day either working or with her family or someone else from the team...so...I...when my mom asked at Thanksgiving if I'd be home for Christmas...I uh told her uh I had to work... I guess..I..uh...was hoping...even though everything was weird...to...uh..spend Christmas with you. If things were different I'd invite you..."

Luke's arms have tightened around her - so Penelope needs to wiggle a bit to make him let go so she can turn around under the blanket and kiss him. She's kneeling between his legs - arms around his neck - his lips are cold but the inside of his mouth is so hot.

Suddenly she knows this moment is not going to end with just a kiss.

If he agrees - she is going to ravish this man - right now - under the stars and the moon he's given them.

Penelope smiles cheekily then plunges under the cover. Luke's shirt gets pushed up and he shivers hard and sucks in a breath when he feels her sweep her tongue up and over his stomach muscles.

His hands settle firm on her back over the blanket. He hisses out a quick "Pen" as his eyes slide shut.

Penelope takes a page out of Luke's playbook and moves up his body at the speed of light - she pecks his lips - then reaches into his sweatpants and holds his rapidly hardening cock as she fiercely lovingly whispers:

"Open your eyes Luke Alvez. I want to ride you on this rooftop under the stars and the moon - but we'll have to be quick since it's freezing - may I? Right now?"

"Penelope!"

"No?"

"No. I mean yes. Fuck. PleasePenelope."

They kiss. Hard. Fast. Hot and Cold.

Penelope strokes him in his pants and then starts to pull down his stretchy waistband - but quickly realises that with Luke's legs planted to either side of the lounger - this is not going to work.

She breaks out of the kiss -

"Luke - I can't get your pants down with your legs spread...and boots..."

He follows her and recaptures her mouth - pulling away just for a few broken words before pressing all the nuzzling kisses to her cheeks - the corners of lips - her throat...

"Tear...aways...buttons...sides...no briefs..."

"Oh you dear dear man.."

"I swear * kiss* i didn't * kiss* plan * kiss* this..."

"I. Do. Not. Care."

Penelope manages to un-snap the buttons down each side until the front of his pants are no longer in the way. Then she scoots forward and straddles him - her legs looped over his - booted feet hanging like pendulums - her butt cradled between his thighs - leaning back just so - guiding his cock so that she can take him all in.

Luke holds her - hands over the blanket so it doesn't fall - helping to steady her - then caught by need he crushes her to him in a tighter than tight hug - as the vibrant pulsing clenching heat of her impels him upward - both body and spirit - so high.

Penelope loves being crushed against him - and even better - she can still move enough to grind devotedly - making figure eights with her pelvis - her muscles squeezing him at each turn - he instinctively starts to do the same but in the opposite direction - the sensations are differently intense than their usual thrust and parry - but so so so good.

The brightest star in the sky is that every single part of them is rubbingly close - even if they still have so many layers on - and the kissing...seriously if they made kissing a sport...they'd be getting all the golds...

The full body friction feels particularly amazing to Penelope who is starting to make little hiccuping panting moans - biting his coat to keep from getting too loud - they are outside in public after all...

Between nipping seeking lips - panting whispers twine between them.

"Luke - I am not going to last - this is so hot...cold...oh... is this enough? I know it's quick...eeek"

" Almost - ahn yeah - Pen oh..."

"I want to make you cum Luke...cum with you...so bad...ly...so bad..uh..ly... pleeease..."

"Penny... almost... oh...I just... need...a little..lean back...let me... yes!"

Their angle changes and Luke can suddenly thrust up and into her - hard and fast - but pausing each time he hits the deepest point - both tense with delicious anticipation - like that moment at the top of a roller coaster - then whooshing swinging back and forth until they are hanging - again and again. Penelope arches with the intensity and...oh...the night sky!

"Luke look up! Look up! The stars. Oh please."

Luke also leans back and the stars are so wide - so open - so wild...it is like they are pulling them - higher higher higher - spiralling up up up...

As he starts to take off - his whispers go down another dark husky octave yet somehow his words are still pulled tight like a glistening wire in the moonlight...

"Pennn... ahhhh... yeah-aahh... yeah-uuuhh... yeah-aauuuhh...oh Pen...Pen... Almost...wait - oh my fuck - yes - oh - yes - hang - right ...there!"

And THERE they are indeed - and THERE is not more harder or faster - instead they are meeting and clinging - suspended - like the stars in the firmament - together - pure and strong and bright - bursting into a billion fiery points of light and heat shimmering in the wintery air.

And the stars laugh with their joy.

And the moon knows the truth.

And the darkness keeps their secrets.

Penelope and Luke are - there is no other word for it - GIGGLING as they ride the elevator down to her "Home Cave'".

They both look forward to getting out of their cold and slightly damp clothing and into a cup of hot tea.

Between grinned protests that he 'really just meant to show her the stars' - Luke yawns - and yet still can't stop touching and kissing her.

Penelope is snuggling into his touches - trying to decide if she should propose that they share a hot shower before they head back to sleep...and also vaguely wondering if she should buy shares in a snaps or tearaway pants company...

Once they have slipped into the apartment - trying to be as quiet as possible - Penelope gives into her urge and pulls Luke into a hot shower right away. Neither are ready for another full-on erotic adventure quite yet but they enjoy washing each other and the closeness and getting warm!

After the shower, they change into comfy soft warm clothing - Penny in silky jammies covered in skiing rainbow kittens and dancing fir-trees and Luke - thoroughly enchanted by Penelope's outfit - slips into a pair of soft grey p.j. pants and a burgundy hoodie.

Out of words for now - they content themselves with silently grinning and stifling yawns unsuccessfully at each other over their gently steaming mugs. Sure both know they have given into an illusion - but that's what they agreed to and they damn well are going to enjoy it.

Suddenly, Penelope's eyes light up with the energy of a new idea.

"How about we sleep for a few hours and then get up and take Roxy - sorry - on a doggie adventure? Maybe a GENTLE winter hike or a new park? Then after dinner we could go for a swim at the pool I go to? We could pick up you suit while we are out and about?"

"Penelope - uh that sounds like a totally awesome day and I love everything. But are you sure? Isn't today supposed to be a day for me to take care of you?"

"It is - and it's what I want to do with you - while you take care of me."

"And you call me a goof. Ok then we shall do as the lady requests. We really do need to sleep for a few more hours...come I want to spoon."

"Are you the big spoon?"

"The biggest."

"Goof."

"But I am still your goof."

"Pen - this pains me to say this - because I am madly in love with your PJs - but can you take them off? I just want to feel you right next to me while we sleep"

Penelope doesn't bother to answer - just shucks off her jammies and climbs into bed - with a sleepy smile.

Luke laughs and having shed his pants and hoodie - snuggles in beside her - wrapping her close - yawning and nuzzling her still damp hair.

"Night. Thank you for coming with me on that later night adventure. I'm so ready to sleep. Sweet Dreams Penny. See you in the morning."

"Night Luke."

Penelope's eyes feel so heavy - but for some reason sleep still feels far off - so she lies still in his arms - listening as Luke's breathing evens out - sure that sleep has already - or at least will very soon - claim the man holding her...she herself is just starting to drift when unexpectedly her mouth floods full of ungiven kisses and a throbbing, longing, open, wanting ache spreads to her belly from deep in her quim.

No. He is sleeping. We are tired. You insatiable bint - you just had him - you've cum how many times tonight. Now stay still and shut up and go the fuck to sleep.

Penelope tenses and suppresses a whimper as her body ignores her and instead of following her instructions her breasts start to beg to be touched.

Damnit. Body - you suck. Shut up I mean it. It is time to sleep. Go to sleep. One two three SLEEP!

Luke feels the woman in his arms tense and immediately comes alert.

"Penny what's wrong?"

"Nothing. Sorry - go back to sleep."

"I wasn't asleep yet - just breathing and enjoying holding y-"

Penelope inhales sharply as he gives her a bit of a reassuring squeeze - why is she suddenly so hyper sensitive?

Probably because I am a slutty slaggerton - that's why. You've had enough Penelope Grace Garcia.

"Penny - did I hurt you? What's wrong?"

"No. I am fine. Just go to sleep. I am fine."

"You're all tense...did I do something? Are you mad at me?"

"No!"

The silence stretches as Penelope argues with herself. Luke presses a kiss to her shoulder and she pulls away as if burned.

"Sweetheart - please tell me what is wrong. I can't help if I don't know what's wrong."

This time she does whimper.

"Penelope?"

Penelope rolls over to stare at him pleadingly. He can just see her tight expression in the dimness. He gives her the intense searching look he always gets when worried - particularly when worried about her.

Penelope sighs.

"It's not you. I'm..I'm...just...mad...at my body because...it is being like a...total brat. It's nothing. You can sleep."

"What do you mean? Are you in pain?"

"Sort of but not really."

"Can you help me understand? Can I do anything?"

He watches her as she clearly wrestles with whether she should say more or not...

"Penny. You can tell me anything. Please."

Penelope huffs once - then tenses so hard she shakes before forcing her body to relax - even though it doesn't get rid of the longing for him that has bloomed in her - and then finally... haltingly... she launches into a broken confession.

"I - it's stupid- my body - my stupid body - just... " her voice goes extra low "...wants...you..again. I - sorry - my stupid mouth just filled with kisses again and I'm aching - down there - and and my stupid breasts just want you to touch...and... I'm sorry. I don't mean to be a needy slut."

"Wait. Penelope - you're upset because you want to have sex again? With me?"

Penelope nods feeling foolish and slutty and insatiable and ashamed of being so needy.

"I'm sorry."

"I'm not."

"But...I..you."

"Penelope you once told me I can always say no - or not now - or not yet - just like you."

"And you can. I really really believe that. I don't think men hear it enough...I don't think enough women understand that..."

"But Penny - if you don't ask - I can't say no...I also can't say yes."

"But...I am too needy...it's...it's selfish of me."

"Did you think I was needy for asking you to take off your pj's? If I had come on to you when we lay down would you have thought I was being selfish?"

"Um no. But..."

"Hush. We will talk more about this later. Now, I think there is a woman who wants to ask me a question, isn't that right?"

Her voice is so small when she speaks again.

"Um. Would you um like to uh have some more ahh sexy times with me - uh - now?"

"I thought you'd never ask. What do you want most, Penny?"

"My mouth is full of kisses."

"Let me take some of those for you."

With that Luke pulls her closer and kisses her. He can taste the kisses that have gathered in her mouth as he takes them from her - giving her his own in trade. She loops a leg over his waist - trying to get closer - her breasts smooshing gloriously against his chest - his hands reach down and cup her round lush ass cheeks - urging her to press outrageously closer.

Penelope aches - wanting even more of him - this is good but she needs his full weight on her - fully on top of her - pressing her heavily into the bed. It is an overwhelming clamouring building inside of her that insists it will only be quelled if beared down upon with a pressure that rivals its own intensity.

So she rolls onto her back - spreading her legs - pulling him with her.

"Luke - lie on top of me. No, don't hold yourself up.."

Luke shifts some of the weight he's been holding off of her with arms and legs onto her.

"Yes. More. Collapse onto me. Press into me."

"Penny - I don't want to hurt you."

"I need to feel you - heavy - you won't break me. Please"

Luke gives her his full weight.

"Like this? Are you ok? I don't want to hurt you."

"Yes. Luke yes. It is so good. Just lie on me like that for a minute. I promise I will tell you when I need a break... Luke? Thank you."

So Luke lies on her like that - all his weight on her - heavy and solid against her pelvis - her chest presses against her even more tightly each time she drags in a breath. He's never had a woman ask for this before but he'd admit he loves the feeling - letting go on top of her - breathing deep - her hands spread wide on his back pressing him even closer.

It - as he is being totally passive - doing her bidding - and yet she is completely under him - physically mastered by his body pressing her down into the bed.

Finally she ends the hug and gently pushes against his shoulders - so he takes a bit of his weight off of her - holding himself up so that he is still heavy between her legs but can look down at her.

"Better Sweetheart?"

"Yes. So much better. Do you...I mean if you want to sleep...or do you want...?"

"Do you mind keeping going? I am hard and would love to be inside you. Can we just lie kinda like this? I want to kiss you."

"Yes. Oh Luke. Yes. Are you ready? Can you push into me n-...oh yes yes you can."

"Good? Pen?"

Luke's jaw is tight.

How can he be this close to cumming again? He just... she is everywhere against him though...around him...oh fuck - she is squeezing him - where did she develop such strong internal muscles...her pelvic floor must be able to bench press Godzilla... oh damn.. oh fuck...

"Yes. Oh you feel so good - can you just lie still and go heavy on me again? Please? Oh...Luke...yes."

For the second time - Luke gives her his weight and he feels like he is grafted to her.

oh - so good - so...oh my fuck...double Fuck...triple Fuck...he is a breath away from. cumming...

"Pen-uh-lope..I am.. oh fuckity...sorry...I am...cum.. cumming...uh uh."

"That is so hot... Yes. I love you...this...oh me too...Luke...yes. oh yes. ohhhhh"

The orgasm is viscous - pouring between them - an emotional lava lamp clench. It is all push and press and sweet sweet heaviness.

They lie glued together until Luke rolls to his back - pulling her with him so she sprawls on top of him - him trying so hard not to pull out and managing it. He is soft and done but stays nestled inside of her...and like that they both - finally - finish their night's sleep.