A.N: back again with another part to the story, I hope you like. Thank you to everyone who reviewed, alerted, and added to favorites and now on with the show.
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Chapter five
Tease
Pruny lips in the mirror, lucky heels on the floor
The future's drawing nearer, I just can't ignore
Sometimes Derek Morgan could be a real buzz kill, but then he did things to redeem himself to make her forget why she was even mad at him. Take last night for example, he'd sounded, so uninterested in take her to the party, a party that was part of her master plan one that he should be attending, but she knew he'd never. The FBI's annual casual fling something they'd concocted ten years ago to have all the departments intermingle with the higher ups informally and without pressure to empress. Most blew it the whole thing of but then Penelope wasn't most people, she loved to intermingle meet new people and enjoy herself. But this time she'd had plans for that very night, big life changing, tryin' to get a man plans.
When she walked in the build her mood had been somber at best, first from the last of their conversation the night before with Derek and Kevin's whining ways that grated on her ever loving nerve now. But when Michael said she'd received a bouquet of flowers as she walked into the building her heart almost sank into the ground beneath her feet, then soared when she found that it was Derek, not Kevin who had sent her the beautiful, thoughtful gift, if anything the sentiment only made her love and want him more.
She smiled; a big cat ate the canary grin at her devilish scheme while her eyes took in the beautiful arrangement of two flowers one birds of paradise with their orange and pink coloring and the opulent orange Asiatic lilies, sitting in a dark brown real bamboo vase. The card simply stating:
Baby girl
Just wanted to send you something to brighten your day.
Derek
Simple just like the man was him self, another thing she loved about him. While her eyes stayed on the flowers, her hands got to work pulling a few things from her purse and when the phone rang.
"Goddess of all things known and unknown, speak your hearts wish and I may show mercy and grant it," Penelope said a grin gracing her features when she looked down at her caller id.
"Humm my hearts wish, now let's see…"
"Don't take to long handsome mama gets impatient besides I all ready know what you'd like you uber hottie."
He chuckled, "Do you now?"
"Of course sugar plum you'd want me naked and spread out on your bed," she replied saucily.
'Oh how right you are baby girl,' he thought, but said instead, "You sure about that you naughty woman? I may want one more added."
"Kinky my sexy hunk of melting chocolate, but alas I don't share my toys well, so you'd have to solely belong to me and no one else. Therefore no threesomes at all, ever," she answered a wicked gleam in her honey eyes.
"Good to know cause neither do I," he growled, "I'd want you all to myself covered in whip cream and chocolate, not to mention," he paused, and she could hear him saying something to Reid about the case, before returning to their conversation. The short reprieve gave her time to cool her racing heart, he'd never said something quite, so risqué before and she liked it. "So where was I?" he pretended to muse.
"We're on company hours hot stuff, now if you want to finish this on your own time just let me know when, where and what I should wear," she batted back not missing a beat.
"Evil vixen," he returned, his voice turned deep and husky sending shivers down her spine. "Then by all means let us get back to work."
"Any new leads Agent Morgan," she asked her tone business like and formal.
"Tsk, Tsk baby girl," he admonished playfully, "you didn't need to pull out such formalities it's just me."
She giggled, "You did say we should get down to work."
"That I did, but I didn't mean our day job."
'Oh boy he's laying it on thick,' Penelope thought her own soft chuckle escaping oh the fun she'd going to have with this man. He wouldn't even now what hit him. "Oh really, then what job are you referring to handsome?"
"Our night job of course," as if the answer was so obvious.
"You think you can keep up lover," she purred softy dropping her voice an octave, filling it with lust that she only barely could contain.
"I know I can sweetness all night long to."
"Oooh I sure hope, so cause the plans I have for you," she stopped herself from giving away too much.
"What plans would that be baby girl?" Derek asked interest peaked.
Searching for something to say, her eyes landed on the flower's, "By the way thanks for the flowers that was really nice of you."
He chuckled knowing she was changing the subject on purpose and for now he would play along, "No thanks necessary beautiful just wanted to brighten your day is all, since you do it all the time for me," he saw Hotch motioning for him to hurry up, "I gotta go baby girl, but when I get back home we're going out and for once I'll be your wingman got it?"
"Yes Sir Captain Morgan sir, ready, willing, and so very able to oblige and at anytime to," she grinned though she knew he couldn't see it, but only hear it in her voice.
"Bye silly girl."
"Go catch those bad guys you handsome stud and I'll be waiting wearing nothing but a smile," and she hung up.
Derek stood there for a few seconds staring at his phone thinking he'd heard her wrong, but the words kept replaying themselves in his head letting him know that his mind wasn't playing ticks on him.
"Morgan," Prentiss called, "let's go we're wasten day light."
He shook the lust induced fog Penelope's words had sent his thoughts to, too say, "Hold your ass a second Prentiss I'm comin'."
"Yea I'll bet you are," she snarked wanting to know what had him, so flummoxed, "so was that your girlfriend you were talkin' to?"
"None of your business Em," he reminded her pulling open the SUV's door and jumping in.
"And why not?" she asked, getting in as well snapping her seat belt, after which she crossed her arms over her ample bosom eyebrow raised towards Morgan.
He sighed deeply, "It was Pen, happy?"
"Very," she grinned, "so she'd the one getting you all hot and bothered now?"
"Always has," slipped out before he could stop himself.
"Really," she bragged out, looking like a kid in a candy store.
"Can it Prentiss it's none of your business."
"Bullshit," she responded rubbing her hands together gleefully. "Tell me how long have you been getting all hot and bothered by Penelope," she asked her tone chipped and professional like a therapist.
"I'm not answering that one, we've got a case to finish, so drop it," he stated closing the discussion for now.
"Oh I'll drop it for now Morgan, but you just wait," she tossed back settling into the tan leather seat watching the rolling country side of Texas fly by their SUV as Derek drove down the highway.
The case took another full day before they found the dirt bag preying on innocent women, unfortunately a rain storm grounded them until morning.
"It's so good to be back home," JJ stated as they worked into the BAU the next morning.
"And it's good to have my team of superheroes back from all points south," came Penelope's chipper voice from the kitchenette as she started a pot of coffee to brew.
"You are a God send Penelope Garcia," Emily said walking over to wait for the fresh coffee.
"What the normal gourmet cop shop coffee not cutting it?"
"Bit your tongue woman," Morgan stated from right behind her.
She could feel his body heat radiating from his hard muscular form and she wanted nothing more than to turn about and take a big bite. However she did, "Why don't you bit it for me lover," she tossed over her shoulder, stepping slightly away from him, leaning over the table, giving him a view of her back side covered in a black pencil skirt, slit up the back stopping just high enough to give him a peak at her black fishnet stockings and red patent heels.
'Damn the woman's a working distraction and tease,' he thought feeling his groin tighten in response to the short preview. Leaning over her he whispered in her ear, "I would Goddess but there are too many people around who wouldn't want the free show. I'd rather save it for later."
She sighed, feeling the warm of his body envelope her totally, before turning her head just slightly seeing the sparkle of lust in his deep pools of chocolate, "Oh sugar I so wouldn't care, just let me clear off this table and I'm all yours."
He growled a deep feral sound from within his chest, the urge to wrap his arms around her waist and do just that growing within him as he watched her tiny pink tongue come out and wet her ruby red lips. She sultry grin only made it that much more tempting, but something hitting him on the side of his face broke the lusty hazy over them.
"Get a room you two horn dogs," Emily mocked gadded grabbing the glass coffee pot once finished and pouring herself a steaming cup of the hot brew savoring the delicious aroma. "Now that's coffee," she stated before walking off.
Morgan righted himself straitening his dark purple dress shirt a present from Penelope a few years day, and glanced sideways at the woman in question. His breath catching slightly at the sight she was presenting to him. Holding a chocolate éclair between her thumb, forefinger and middle posed just at the entrance of her mouth. He watched as she slowly opened, that same pink tongue that he knew could spew out dirty little words and phrases, swiping the very tip of the breakfast sweet, taking just the tip inside her mouth, slowly biting down eyes rolling back in pleasure.
"So good it's almost orgasmic," Penelope stated licking her lips clean of chocolate. Glancing at Derek feeling his eyes on her, "You want a bite handsome?" she asked offering up her choice of sweets to his mouth.
He leaned in slowly, dipping his own tongue into the sweet creamy chocolate filling, before his lips surrounded the whole pastry, eyes firmly locked with hers as he took his own small bit, "Humm," he grinned putting back chewing, "good, but I don't know about orgasmic baby girl. Now I could help you with that one, just," he raked his eyes, hot with lust over her body, the top half covered in a breast hugging red silk Japanese style blouse, little cherry blossoms decorating the fabric, "let me know when and where," and he turned to walk away leaving her, for the first time, speechless.