This update took longer than I would have liked, but I hope you guys like what you read.
I don't own CM.
You Can't Hide Forever
Penelope was left sitting on her sofa, a little confused to say the least. She was confused, and a little upset at Morgan's sudden leap away from her and need to get as far away from her as possible. 'I know I'm on the large side, and I know I'm not his 'type' but I'm his friend, and that was just mean.' she thought to herself, 'You have Lynch.' came that wee voice she despised so. ' Why do you care if Derek doesn't find you attractive?' It questioned. She got up, sticking in her iPod head phones and cranking up the volume to try to drown out the voice, to give her some respite from the constant battle her mind and heart had been playing ever since the first fantasy she had about her Chocolate Adonis.
She lay down in her bed, pulling the covers tight and willing herself to sleep; willing herself to go to a place where she didn't need to think about all of this.
She awoke with a start when the head phones were no longer in her ears, sitting up and wondering what had awoken her, she slipped out of bed and headed for the living room. She stopped in her tracks when she saw one very relaxed looking and very cute looking Derek Morgan sitting on her sofa in... her jaw dropped to the floor...nothing but fire engine red boxers...oh mann...Her heart rate increased rapidly when he looked at her, like he was looking into her, like he could see what she was thinking.
"Hey Baby Girl, thought I'd come and help you sleep..." He drawled in that delicious voice of his, accompanied by a classic Derek Morgan grin. She shut her eyes and shook her head to clear away what she knew must be a hallucination, Derek Morgan would not be here, dressed (or un-dressed) like that, if it was real. She squeezed her eyes shut, ready to open them on an empty room. But it was not to be, one half naked and still very there Chocolate GOD was still sitting on her sofa watching her every move like a hawk.
"What you doing here?" she finally managed to croak.
"I came to help you sleep Gorgeous." He replied, appearing next to her in an instant, his strong arms encircling her shoulders and pulling her to him. She hummed contentedly as his breath tickled her neck and his strong arms pulled her closer to him. She could feel the heat radiating from his body and she wanted nothing more than to feel his skin on hers.
She shivered as his lips brushed the side of her neck, moving up towards her jaw line.
"You smell good, Baby Girl." He murmmered into the coft expanse of her neck as his lips continued on their blazing trail to her jaw. She stood rooted to the spot as his soft lips drew lines of fire on her body, when he reached her jaw line he kissed it tenderly before turning her around to face him. She drew in a breath at the sight before her: his eyes, darkened by lust, were staring straight into hers leaving her with no doubt as to how he was feeling.
She held her breath as his face moved closer to hers, slowly, so very slowly. She began to feel her heart race as his warm breath fell on her lips. She unconsciusly licked her bottom lip and that was when he pushed forwards, his lips crashing down on hers. His tongue caressed her bottom lip and she could taste the rich syruppy goodness of Derek Morgan. She moaned into his mouth as his tongue entered hers, kissing and caressing away any and all other thoughts. Her hands trailed up his back, commiting to memory every curve and every scar. A rougue thought entred her mind as she felt his muscles ripple as he moved in closer: 'If only this was real.'
This thought was pushed out of her mnd when he took his lips from hers for a second, foreheads touching he said: "Don't you want to kiss me Baby Girl?" she could see the confusion on his face, and now that her brain had more oxygen to it she did what her instincts told her to do and kissed him back, fiercely. He took from her lead and kissed her back, soft kisses that had her breath coming in small pants as he drove her wild with his touch and taste. His hands moved into her hair, pulling her closer still in order to deepen the kiss further. His tongue darted in and out of her mouth, caressing her own when they met. She was dizzy with passion, drunk on Derek Morgan when his large hand made it to her breast, cupping it. She gasped into his mouth as he continued to kiss her and his hand caressed her. She thought she was going to go mad with pleasure when, all of a sudden, he broke the contact, his body no longer in contact with hers.
Her eyes flew open at the loss of contact, and her ears were met with the shrill sound of her alarm clock. She growled low in her throat at the intrusion of her dreams as she looked at the clock: 7:00am. She knew she had to egt up and ready to go into work, but she really didn't want to: that would mean seeing the man who had just drove her wild with only his kisses in her dreams and she didn't know whether she was ready to that and manage to stay in control of her faculties long enough to ensure that she didn't jump him.
Sighing, she dragged herself out of her bed and went for a shower, trying to mentally prepare herself for the day ahead.
BAU Bullpen -- 8.30am
"Morning Morgan." Emily said, appraoching the so obviouslt brooding man.
"Hey." He said in reply, inclining his head as greeting.
"What's eating at you?" She asked straight off knowing that with Morgan it didn't pay to beat around the bush, he was - although a terrific profiler - always a little dense when it came to subtelties and women.
"Nothing." He replied, looking her in the eye, trying to convince her he was telling the truth. She just raised and eyebrow at him.
He sighed, rubbing his neck before answering. "Just had a rough night."
"Nightmares?" she questioned.
"NO." He said quickly, causing her brain to take notice to just what he was staring at - the picture of her, JJ and Garcia on her own desk. She smiled at the clue his subconscious had given her, knowing that it would and could only be about his 'Baby Girl'.
"What's going on with you and Garcia that's got you brooding." He went to interrupt her, but she silenced him with a finger. "And don't even try and tell me it's not about her, I know you too well Derek Morgan."
"It's fine, Emily, nothing's wrong." He said, when in fact all he wanted to do was tell her everything, but in doing that he was afraid that he would make it all real, would make what he knew deep down come to teh surface and he didn't know if he was ready for that.
"Uh-huh and why don't I believe that? Oh yeah, because you're here early and I happen to know you went to Garcia's last night to check on her."
"Am I that predictable?" He asked with a small smile.
"When it comes to Pen, yeah." She said with a grin. "What's going on Derek?" she urged softly. "You can talk to me."
"It's just...no...nothing, it's fine." He said, turning to his computer. "There's nothing to talk about."
"And why don't I believe you?" She asked, moving in front of him again. He looked her in the eyes then and she saw that whatever it was was eating him up, and she knew that he'd talk to her, or Reid even, when he was ready, which she guessed would be before lunch. "Ok, but you know I'm here." She said before leaving him to brood some more before the rest of teh team came in.
Garcia's Apartment
Her shower had not helped in ridding her brain of the memories of her latest Derek Morgan fantasy, in fact it had the opposite effect. As she lathered the body wash on her skin, she could feel his hands on her, feel his lips against her own, and she wanted nothing more than for him to be there with her. He had made his way into her senses and, it seemed, he wasn't about to leave any time soon.
When drying herself off, she looked in the mirror at her body. That little spiteful voice telling her that someone as beautiful as Derek Morgan would never go for someone like her. Trying her hardest to ignore the niggling voice, she got dressed. She, unconsciously, put on clothes which she knew complimented her figure, as well as her trademark red lipstick which - unknown to her - drove the object of her fantasies wild. Without realising it, she was going to be adding fuel to the fire raging in Derek Morgan's head and heart.
What'd you think?
Next chapter: The team all make it into the office; Morgan and Emily (or whoever you guys think it should be) have that chat; Garcia makes it to her office without incident, but what will happen later on when an 'unwatned' face makes an appearance?
