A/N: I have nooooo idea why people were so close to heart-attacks with last nights chapter. LOL
Morgan wasn't a fan of Halloween. And he certainly never understood all the excitement that was associated to this day. JJ's annual Halloween Parties didn't do usually much to change that.
"You know, Hot Stuff, smiling would suit you really good. What's up with you today? What got you so cranky?" he heard Penelope asking, when she appeared next to him. She looked like she always did, gorgeous and beautiful. Even her slightly ridiculous and sexed up version of Catwoman couldn't change that. In fact it made her actually look even hotter than usual, a thought Morgan should maybe try to stay away from for the rest of the night.
"I hate Halloween," Morgan simply announced, seeing his best friend smiling at him.
"How can you hate a day that allows you to be whoever you want to be, and do things you usually couldn't do? And don't get me started on all the sweets. I just love Halloween. From all the non-holidays throughout the year, such as Valentine's Day Halloween is my most favorite one."
They were at JJ's annual party and like every year Morgan showed up, but refused to wear any sort of costume. Why should he anyways? He was perfectly fine with who he was. No need to try and be someone else. And concerning the 'do whatever you want to do' … well there wasn't anything he could think of he couldn't do right now. Okay maybe one thing but she was off limits anyway. Going after Penelope would probably end up doing more damage to their friendship than adding benefits anyway. And he certainly didn't need a stupid day like Halloween to go after a girl anyways. Not that he wanted … well, of course he wanted, but couldn't, because she still was with Lynch and he was seeing Candice. Although … 'seeing' might have been the wrong term. More like 'bedding'.
"What is wrong with who you are? I don't see anything wrong about you, Baby Girl."
"Well, maybe it isn't the 'who' but more the 'do.' part I like about this holiday," she winked at him, before moving her lips close to his ear. "Just imagine all the things I can do to you in the wake of 24 hours. All the naughtiness and the dirty little things," she laughed softly against his ear. And he did not just imagine that. This really happened, right? Lately his mind had played all sorts of tricks on him, usually with him ending up drifting off during the day and being caught up in a little fantasy that involved him and his favorite blonde. But this … this happened, right?
Before he could turn his head towards her, Penelope had already left, seeking out her boyfriend who tagged along to the party, looking like a weird cross between several superheroes, like he couldn't make up his mind. If you already had to go along the 'be who you want to be' route, you should at least make up your mind who you wanted to be.
He got himself another glass of whatever drink he had been drinking for the last few hours. It has a strange und unreal color, tasted like a lot of alcohol, and something else Morgan didn't really want to know and return to his original position, watching Penelope who was by now dancing with Kevin, or doing something that could maybe be something like dancing. If his moves were any indication Penelope sure as hell must have been pretty unsatisfied by now.
It was hard for Morgan to not roll his eyes at him. And what was Penelope doing with a guy like Lynch anyway? She could do so much better than this guy, but apparently was attached to him since over two years now. A fact that started frustrating Morgan slowly.
"JJ, I think I'm heading home," he announced after another hour or so, making his way already slowly towards the blonde to say his goodbye's before making his way home. All of them were a bit surprised, seeing that it was just shortly past 11pm, but let him go, glad that he made it to the party in general. They all knew about his dislike for Halloween.
He managed to say his goodbye's to everyone apart Penelope, who he couldn't find and assumed might be occupied otherwise anyway.
Making his way towards his car he was just about to open his door when he felt being pulled back and backed against the vehicle. He felt lips pressed against his and eager hands pulling his shirt out of his jeans, gliding under the garment and brushing over his skin. What the hell…?
He was about to roughly push whoever this was off him when he had to realize that it was no one else than Penelope, although that took him a while longer with her Catwoman mask still on and covering up most of her gorgeous face. Penelope seemed rather eager at this moment to do god knows what to him. If her hands and their direction was any indication they could quickly get arrested for indecent exposure if anyone was about to see them.
"Baby Girl … wha- what are you doing?" he asked, a bit breathless and shocked about her actions, but not able to push her off. He always had a rather strong willpower, but had learned years ago that when it was concerning his best friend his willpower somehow ended up being overpowered by other 'instinct'.
"Acting on something I should have done ages ago," she smiled seductively at him, working his jeans open and they definitely should move this someplace else. Someplace that wouldn't get them into trouble. Although… judging by all of this they already were in deep trouble. And wasn't she with Lynch?
"And I told you before, tonight you can do whatever you want," she smiled wickedly at him, before returning to whatever task she had set herself.
And his thought about Lynch all of a sudden disappeared when her hand moved over the front of his boxer shorts, brushing fully against his arousal.
"Baby, we really should be moving this someplace else, someplace private," he managed to say and the fact that he could still form a coherent sentence made him somewhat proud.
His words of protest didn't seem to do much to stop her efforts of getting them in trouble and by now she had his jeans already pushed to his knees and he could only guess where this was heading.
Sweet Mother of Christ, his eyes rolled back in his head and for a moment he thought he might be losing his consciousness. Her hands worked with a pace that he usually had seen before when she was ordered to find information and her hands flew over keys of her keyboard. Right now her skills certainly benefited him in the best of ways.
There was a low humming against his ear, her lips nibbling softly at his earlobe, before her lips kissed a trail down his neck and licked a trail back up. A low moan was the only response he could manage by now and who could blame him? With her lips working his neck, her hands busied themselves inside his boxer shorts. And if she kept up that rhythm he would be coming soon. Too soon. And maybe there was a way he could start liking Halloween from now on. For sure.
When he came it was probably the best orgasm in quite some time and the fact that he came in his boxer shorts made him feel like back in high school. He fell back against the car, feeling the body pressed against him stir, move and then pull back.
"That was hot," he all of a sudden heard, but strangely enough it didn't sound like Penelope at all.
It sounded more like ….
"Candice?" Morgan asked breathlessly, remembering all of a sudden that he had come with her to the party, although he couldn't remember anymore why. They were good in bed together, but outside the bedroom Morgan didn't feel much going on with them.
"Is there anyone else who you would let this do to you?" she asked, with a nervous laugh. Oh crap.
Instead of answering he just pulled her into a kiss, that way he could avoid further questioning. Especially when it were questions he rather would like to not answer.
He had been so soaked up in his little fantasy that he hadn't even realized the difference in voice. Or the missing lush curves. And maybe he should seek some help. This sort of obsession couldn't be healthy. Or maybe he should relocate. Alaska seemed like a good place right now. And was far, far away. Cause one thing was for sure, Penelope wouldn't be leaving Lynch anytime soon and he started slowly to lose his mind.
post-A/N: Since people asked so nicely I will turn it into a series. And a bit of warning. I am playing this by ear, so I have no idea where this will lead me/us and I also have no idea about the numbers of chapters or how often this will be updated. Usually my stories are finished before getting posted.