A/N Here's part two of The Workout since some of you wanted to read the conversation between Derek, Emily and Garcia.

I hope you enjoy it!

Chapter 2

Emily had quickly scrambled her clothes together and run into the dressing room, leaving a chuckling and pretty content Derek Morgan behind. He didn't know if it was because she was worried that some janitor could come in there any minute or because she immediately regretted the encounter. The latter couldn't be true. She had been the one making the first seductive comment and in turn causing them to go at it like bunnies. Wow, Emily really knew what she was doing in bed… Or wait… Not bed. Gym floor.

Derek chuckled. He would never look at the gym the same ever again. How would he be able to work out here again without getting disappointed and wanting to get another form of release?

He propped himself up on his elbows and looked around for his clothes. Reaching out for his boxers, he didn't care to run out of there like Emily had. Instead he put them on slowly and then proceeded with his pants. It was at this moment Emily came back into the gym, all dressed. Derek turned around to face her, his expression showing nothing but disappointment.

"Aw, Princess, what's with all these clothes? I liked it better with nothing."

"You're such a charmer," Emily smiled as she approached him, stopping only when their bodies were touching. "Though, I prefer you with a lot less clothes too." Emily said, moving her hand to graze Derek's crotch before stepping away.

"You tease!" Derek said in an offended tone. He wanted another round so badly right now.

Emily laughed at him. "You know I am. Now get dressed so we can get out of here before someone comes inside."

"You mean I can come with you home?" Derek asked wiggling his eyebrows.

"You wish! We have an early morning tomorrow," Emily said, tossing Derek his shirt. "And by the way, I've decided that you should be the one to talk to Garcia tomorrow. We don't want anyone get their hands on our first porno."

"Me? You're the woman here and you guys talk about these things anyways," Derek protested. "And it was your fault this even happened."

"Pfft, was not!" Emily immediately defended. "But tell you what… We'll go to her together first thing in the morning."

Emily knew it might have been partially her fault. She wanted that to happen and knew exactly how to get what she wanted. Tonight she wanted Derek Morgan inside of her. Though, she had wanted it for a very long time, but today she was given the opportunity to get her will through.

"Deal!" Derek said and put his shirt on.

Without another word they walked out of the gym and took the elevator down to the garage. Neither of them needed to talk anymore, both being very satisfied with how everything had turned out. Derek followed Emily to her car and sighed as she opened her door. She turned around to look at him with an ounce of desire in her eyes. No, she had promised herself as she got dressed that the gym was enough exposure as it was. They didn't want to ask Garcia to erase a tape from the garage too. Not during the same night at least.

She wanted to take him home instead. God, how she wanted to spend the entire night with him, but they were working tomorrow and whatever they were going to do would make them exhausted the next morning.

"Okay, bye now," she almost whispered.

"That's it?" Derek asked.

Emily smiled and leaned in to hug him, placing a quick peck on his lips. "Better?"

"Much better!" he said and opened the door for her to step inside. "Drive safely."

Emily shot him one last smile before closing the door and pulling out of the parking garage. That woman would be the death of him.

Emily arrived before Derek the next morning and stood by his desk, waiting for him to arrive. Garcia wasn't there either so both would have to wait until she entered the building, unless Derek came after her, but they had decided to be here a little earlier.

When they had parted last night Emily had planned to jump into the shower and then go straight to bed. Derek had other plans however. His texts had started innocent, asking her to come just a little bit earlier so that they could prepare for what to tell their friend, but then they had continued into 'What are you wearing?' and 'I'd like to suck you dry'. Emily had never been one for dirty texting, but she had found herself enjoying it and even getting wet by the things Derek said he would do to her if he ever got her alone again. And the different places too. He wanted to fuck her in so many places. Her favorite was in the middle of the bullpen, but that would mean that they would have to have yet another talk with Garcia. One was enough.

Five minutes later, Emily finally saw Derek's form through the glass doors. A smile spread across his face at the sight of the beautiful brunette.

"Took you long enough," Emily said, a matching smile spreading across her face.

"Is she here?" Derek asked, looking past Emily.

"No, but you should've been here earlier anyways."

"Yeah, yeah," Derek rolled her eyes in a way Emily always did. "What do we tell her?"

"To do her thing. It's not harder than that. She'll understand."

"And she won't let us forgot it for the rest of our lives," Derek pointed out.

"True, but…"

Emily didn't get further before the all familiar tap of heels could be heard and seconds later Garcia, JJ and Reid stood before them. They were used to see Emily there before everyone else, but never Derek.

"What's going on?" JJ asked.

"Ehm… We'd like to speak to you," Emily said, turning to Garcia.

"Both of you? What kind of trouble have the two of you gotten yourselves into?" Garcia asked, excitedly.

"Let's go to your lair and talk about it, Baby Girl," Derek said.

"Wow, sounds serious," JJ half whispered to Reid.

Emily glared at JJ, jokingly, and left together with Derek and Garcia. The technical analyst walked first and the recent lovers followed close behind. Emily closed the door behind them when they entered Garcia's lair and the blonde was quick to sit down and face the spinning chair towards them, curiosity written all over her face. Not the regular 'hmm-what's-going-on-curiosity' but the full out 'ooh-I-smell-gossip-curiosity'.

"Come on! Spit it out!" Garcia said happily.

"We need you to make the tape from the gym last night magically disappear," Derek said, cutting right to the chase.

"I could do that," Garcia said, turning the chair around and starting to type away on the keys, but she soon stopped. "However, you two have to give me more details first."

"What do you mean? Just erase it!" Emily said.

"Alrighty, then I'll just have to take a look for myself," Garcia said and started her tapping again. "You went to the gym as soon as you were done with the paperwork which means the time you want me to erase has to be about…"

Emily's eyes widened at Derek, but he was just smirking.

"You're not gonna let her watch it, are you?" Emily dropped her jaw, baffled.

"I've got nothing to hide," Derek said with a wink. "I'm kind of proud actually."

"You're a pig!" Emily hit Derek on his arm and he mocked hurt. "Pen, don't watch it. I'll explain."

"Go ahead," Garcia turned around in her chair once more, looking between the couple.

"Er… Me and Derek went to the gym as you might know and er… we… well…"

Garcia moved her gaze back and forth in thought of where the brunette was going. They landed on Emily as her eyes widened in realization and she squealed out loud.

"You two did the nasty…" Garcia jumped up from the chair. "…in the gym!"

Emily bit her lip. "Could you be anymore louder?" Emily asked, sarcastically before getting pulled into Garcia's arms.

"I'm so happy for you two! I always knew this would happen."

"You knew it would happen?" Derek asked, incredulously. "We didn't even know it would happen. Not until Emily…"

"Hey, still not me who made it happen. It was your lips that crashed against mine!" Emily protested, not wanting to get the blame of this.

"Aw, you're so cute," Garcia said. "But you know what we'll do? We have the tape to say whose fault it is."

"No, that's not necessary," Emily said quickly.

"So you're admitting it was your fault?" Derek pointed out and when Emily remained silent, glaring at him, he chuckled. "That's what I thought. We will only watch the beginning and stop before we go at it like bunnies."

Garcia raised her eyebrows. "Bunnies, you say?"

"Just play it," Emily said with a sigh, hoping that the video wouldn't show how she'd tried to seduce him. She just wouldn't take the blame for it even if she was extremely glad it happened. The Emily Prentiss everyone knew wouldn't try to have sex with her partner. The Derek Morgan everyone knew however…

Garcia managed to hack into the camera in the gym and tapped in the time when they had gotten back from their case. She fast-forwarded until they could see Emily and Derek walking into the dressing rooms. Soon thereafter both came into the camera's view again and they moved to the mat. Garcia's smile widened when she watched Emily pulling her shirt off and Derek commenting on it.

The wrestling part was boring, according to Garcia. She just wanted to get to the juicy part and that they did. Derek managed to get Emily down on the mat, straddling her and holding her hands to the side of her head, just like a normal ending to a wrestling game. Then Emily said it.

"You really are big." And Derek's lips crashed against Emily's.

"It was you!" Garcia said, loudly, clapping her hands. "You dirty little girl. But I like it!"

"Did you watch the same video? Derek clearly started kissing me," Emily defended.

"Only after you told him how big he was, clearly seducing him."

Emily looked from a beaming Garcia to a smirking Derek and then to the screen that still wasn't paused. They were now almost completely naked and their moans filled the room. Oh fuck.

"Okay, now erase it!" Emily's voice was a little higher pitched than what she had planned, but she didn't need Garcia to hear her moaning Derek's name.

"Will do, my lovely," she said and turned around to pause it. "But FYI, you both sounded really hot. I would definitely do ya."

A/N There you have it! I was thinking about all those places Derek wanted to have his way with Emily in and it would be fun to write more smutscenes in... weird?... places. What do you think? And do you have any suggestions on where they could do it. Something more fun than the bed;)

Please review! And answer the question;)