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Diggin' on You	By : SensationalK Category: 1 through F > Criminal Minds Views: 5482 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I swallowed hard and stepped a bit away, he was way to close for comfort.
“Thank you,” I answered him. It looked like he wasn’t leaving until I spoke to him.
“Usually I just see you with the Pitt Bull and Great Dane. Who’s the other dog?” he asked me looking at me with his head titled to the side.
Oh boy, I think he was trying to use the dogs for conversation and to ask me out. I had to shut him down, but I didn’t want to be mean and tell him directly no. Who knows what he’ll do.
“That’s my boyfriend’s dog,” I lied, “He’s getting in late and I’m taking care of Clooney for him.”
Called out their names and each dog came running towards me, Maya stopped short of the guy and stood directly in front of him and growled, fletching her teeth.
Louis and Clooney eyed him and had their tails up and puffed out.
“I gotta go,” I scampered off; Maya did one last warning growl before following after me. I felt his eyes on me until I was out of the park and across the street and out of sight.
I think I had a stalker.
I was glad when I saw Derek’s SUV in the driveway. He told me that he was going to pick up some things for his costume for tomorrows Halloween party and he wasn’t going to all that late. I knocked on the door and Derek opened it, smelling fresh and clean, dressed in shorts and a sleeveless T.
He smiled as he greeted me and then frowned as he saw my face, “What’s wrong SugarMama?” he asked.
“I think I might have a stalker.”
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I told Derek what happened over the last couple of days.
“I know I’m being silly, but I just feel like I’m constantly being watched. Today was the first time he actually talked to me. I told him that Clooney was my boyfriend’s dog and I hightailed outta there.”
“You’re boyfriend’s dog?” Derek raised an eyebrow and smirked at me.
“Stop being an ass, Morgan, I’m being serious. I had to tell a little white lie so he won’t talk to me anymore,” I shoved at his shoulder.
“He might have seen you already so I thought you would be the best choice. You’re tall, built and look like you can bench press 400 pounds,” I exaggerated a bit, “I was thinking if he knew that I had a sexy, strong boyfriend he would back off and leave me alone.”
“So I’m sexy,” Derek’s eyes lowered and a sexy smirk came across his lips.
“Dammit, Derek!” I groaned, “You know that you’re probably the hottest man in the FBI so don’t play coy. Stop getting me off track, I might have a stalker,” I whined. Derek looked at me and then shook his head.
“He doesn’t sound like a stalker, Lovelyn. A stalker would make himself known that he was stalking you, leaving notes, gifts or calls. I think the man has a crush on you and didn’t have the guts to tell you until today. As for the feeling of being watched, I think that’s really your crazy imagination in that pretty head of yours,” Derek stood up and went to the kitchen to grab a beer for him and Wine Cooler that always had handy for me sense I hated beer and the killer headache it gave me.
I sighed as he handed me my Wine Cooler, “Maybe you’re right,” I murmured, I drank at my fruity sweet drink.
“Ohhh…I love the orange ones, they taste good,” I licked my lips of the taste of topical fruit and rum on my lips. I didn’t catch Derek looking and following my tongue, damn sure missed him adjusting himself in his shorts.
I looked at the clock and groaned, “It’s so late. I wanted to eat something,” my stomach was grumbling too.
“Why not order something here? Pizza sounds really good right now,” Derek nodded. I smacked my lips at the thought of eating something so good right now.
“I can’t. I’m not allowed to eat after in the late hour, I don’t want my ass getting any fatter, Derek,” I told him and he looked at me like I just laid an egg.
“What?” I looked at him; Derek got up and went to the phone.
“I’m ordering Pizza, you better tell me what you don’t like,” he spoke as he started to dial the number.
“I want meat,” I blushed as he looked me, “I love meat on my pizza, mushrooms, onions, green bell peppers and black olives.”
Derek smiled at me brightly and then ordered two meat lovers pizza making one of them with the toppings I loved.
“Thank you, Derek,” I smiled at him.
“You don’t have to thank me, Lovelyn,” he sat next to me and put an around my shoulders. We turned on the TV and caught something on TV. 30 minutes later the doorbell rung and my stomach howled at the smell of food. I didn’t get the chance to eat a work so thing was going to be my first meal of the day besides an apple.
Derek paid refusing to take my money, “Your money is no good here, Mama,” he winked at me as got up to grab paper towels from the kitchen.
He handed me a large pizza with my favourite toppings and then opened his box of pizza.
“I’m supposed to eat this all,” as I opened mine and looked at the huge, steaming, cheesy pizza.
“Yes,” Derek reached over to pick off a black olive off my pizza and I slapped at his hand.
“Ouch woman!” he looked at her startled.
“Eat my steak, eat the last of my favourite cake, drink my drink but don’t touch my pizza,” I made a kung fu move with my hand, “Or I will have to hurt you.”
Derek laughed and put a hand on my forehead and pushed. I laughed and started to eat my pizza. About half way into my pizza, “I wish this was a Chicago deep dish,” I moaned, “Oh Jesus, it really was.”
Derek looked surprised, “My Daddy is from Chicago, Derek. I spent every summer up until I moved out in Chicago and I didn’t move out until I was 22.”
Derek asked a few questions on where my Grandmother lived in the city, I think he was testing me as to how much I knew of the Windy City or was I just playing around.
“Deemed me good, I’m allowed to talk about Chicago,” I teased him after he finished his 21 Questions. Derek laughed and closed his empty box, I went to grab another slice of mine and also found it empty.
“I ate a whole large pizza,” I gasped in horror. I grabbed a throw pillow from the couch and swatted Derek with it.
“Hey! What did I do?” he laughed as he blocked the second hit and grabbed my wrist pulling me towards him, I fell into his chest with my back so that I head to lean my head up to look at him.
“I don’t fit into my costume tomorrow, Morgan, I’ll kill you and bury your body somewhere they’ll never find. I starved myself so that I’ll be able to fit in,” I struggled to get up, but his strong arm around my stomach held me and didn’t let me go.
“I know a way to burn off calories this late at night,” Derek’s voice dropped three octaves and I swear I could feel myself get instantly wet. I blinked and swallowed.
“Stop teasing, big man, I’m too much woman for ya,” I answered him.
“Wanna test that theory out?”
“No, I know you can’t handle all of this,” I winked at him, this time when I moved to get up, Derek let me go. Thank god, he did because I was close to just kissing him.
I got up and stretched my legs, “I think it time for me to get home, I got an early morning meeting with Strauss,” I yawned loudly. Maya and Louis were instantly up and moved to the door knowing that it was time to go.
Derek walked me to the door, “Thank you, Derek, for the pizza,” I smiled at him as I stepped out of the couch, “And for calming my nerves.”
“Nothing to it, SugarMama,” Derek watched me walk to my house and when I turned around to see if he was still there, his front door was closed and his lights were out.
I walked into my home, locked up the door and walked upstairs to sleep. My dreams were filled with Derek Morgan that night.
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Penny and Kevin picked me up Friday evening to go to Party. I entered Kevin’s car and Penelope frowned at the slight of me, “I love the hair but open the damn coat!”
I laughed and shook my head, “You just have to wait a few minutes until we get there,” I told her and Penny grumbled something. Kevin and she went as a matching pair; Kevin was in old army suit from the 40’s and Penny wore was dressed up a USO girl from the same time. They looked awesome together.
My hair was open today, and straightened, my brown hair was down to my waist today. I never thought that I would seen the day that I would have that long of hair. My bangs, that usually had brushed back and tucked into my bun, were curled over my forehead. I had dark black make-up, giving me those sexy smokey eyes and dark red lip stick on. My ears were adorned with fake diamond studded hoops that sparkled if the light hit it right. My nails were done in black also extra for the occasion.
Kevin took less than 30 minutes to get to the place that the FBI had rented for the party and I walked in with Penny, still pleading for me to take off the coat.
At the coat check out, I finally unveiled my costume. I pulled my off and showed Penny and Kevin, both mouths dropped.
I wore a black corset that was tied upfront instead of the back with red ribbon that gave me so much cleavage that I knew I couldn’t allow myself to get offended if my eyes weren’t being looked at tonight in a conversation. My legs and ass were wrapped up in layer of black leather tight leather pants, I was happy that I didn’t have a muffin top and Derek was off the hook for yesterday’s pizza feast. My feet were in a pair of hot red stilettos. Before I handed my coat to the Coat-Check girl, I pulled out my whip.
“Whip me, Mistress,” Penny looked at me her eyes still wide.
“Yeah, you got that I going for a Dominatrix, I was scared that nobody was going to get it,” I sighed and let out a breath of air.
“Holy Smokes!” Kevin finally came of his shock. “If this doesn’t make Der…Oof” Kevin was cut off as his girlfriend elbowed him in the stomach.
I didn’t hear him though; I was looking for our people. I knew that Hotch, Spencer and Morgan had been reeled in with another 20 guys from Headquarters into helping set up and move chairs and table in the hotel ball room. They had gotten the hold day off instead just a half day like the rest of us. Then again it wasn’t really being off if they had to set this place up. They had wanted to grab the best table for our group and get dressed here in the one of the rooms.
It wasn’t the complete Headquarter party, which would have been way too many people. This was only for the upper three floors of the build, which was about roughly 200 people.
“You guys coming?” I turned around to a gawking Penny and Kevin; they followed me as I made our way to the tables set up on the side.
I got stares of all types, the men looked at me like they wanted to devour me and the women either looked liked they loved it or hated it. My confidence told me that it was nothing but pure jealously that made them hate.
I found our table and saw that JJ, Will, Emily and her date had already arrived; Rossi was sitting there with Hotch, Spencer and Morgan too. There were three empty seats for me, Penny and Kevin. Emily was the first to spot me, much like the looks that Kevin and Penelope had given me, her jaw dropped. That had made the others look too.
“Bow down to your Mistress,” I walked up to them and slapped my whip in my hand I stood before them.
“You look awesome! Lord, Lovelyn,” JJ gasped at me. I grinned, “Thank you, I was hoping that this outfit didn’t come off as slut.”
“Never, this makes you look hot. Hell, if wear this at our interrogations it wouldn’t take a minute before they started spilling,” Emily spoke.
“You got some long hair, Lovelyn,” Rossi spoke; I giggled because like I predicted, the Italian Stallion wasn’t looking at my hair, or eyes.
“Jesus, I was surprised when Cassandra was finished with it. I almost made her cut it,” I pulled at my brown locks.
“I’ll cut if you do,” Penelope spoke to me as Kevin and her moved to chair their seats. I was left with the one between Spencer and Morgan.
“Okay, I won’t,” I laughed as I moved to sit down. I turned to Derek and poked his chest, “You’re lucky, Mister. I had to lay down on my bed to get into these pants but I made it. You are free of bodily arm.”
Derek looked at me to say something and then blink to turn away. I was taken back at the gesture, and shrug it off.
Strauss announced for everyone to take their seats since dinner was about to be served. I was able to look at the costumes. Hotch was dressed in a Superman costume that I assumed that Jack would have the mini version and they would be matching while they go Trick-or-Treating tomorrow night. JJ and Will were dressed as a medieval couple, Emily and her date were matching too with their characters from Pulp Fiction. Rossi was dressed as an agent from Men In Black, Reid was Einstein and Morgan was a damn hotter version of Blade.
After Dinner, the dancefloor was opened and Emily and John went to go dance, Penelope managed to coax Kevin soon followed by JJ and Will.
I sighed as I watched them all dance to a slow song.
“Lovelyn,” my name was called and I turned around to find, Jordan, from another profiler team that I work for too, standing behind me.
“Hey there Jordan,” I smiled at him. Jordan was lean and sexy black man, he looked good in his mummy costume.
“I was thinking maybe you and I could burn the floor up,” he asked with a smile.
“Well I would l…” I was cut off as Derek stood up and grabbed me into standing position.
“She would love too but she’s going to dance with me,” Derek pulled me to the dancefloor and felt the poor Mummy in the dusk.
“That was rude,” I admonish him as he pulled me close to his body. My hands were on his chest, while one his hands rested on my back and then other on the curve of my ass.
“I know Jordan, he wouldn’t be good for you,” Derek rumbled out as he looked into my eyes.
“It was just a dance, Morgan, not a marriage proposal,” I rolled my eyes.
“So, he’s not good enough for dancing or marriage,” Derek growled, and I nodded shutting him. The alpha male in Derek made me weak in the knees, I held my breath as his nose flared and his eyes burned into my skin.
After a moment, Derek blinked and he had sad look on his face, “I’m sorry. I don’t know what came over me.”
I smiled at him and reached up to caress his cheek, “You’re sweet, Derek, you just looking out for me.” Derek turned his head into my touch and nodded.
Miguel’s ‘Adorned’ came on and I gave off happy sigh, “That’s my jam, Morgan.”
Derek chuckled and pulled me a part from him and started to dance properly with me. I sung the words while we dance, at one point Derek turned me around so that my back was pressed against his strong chest and my ass against his crotch. Our hands were linked together were waving our arms together.
For a moment, I felt like we were a couple.
John Legend’s ‘Tonight (Best You Ever Had)’ came on and Derek started singing the words in my ear as we stay that position. I felt my body shake and tremble imagination him and me in bed, him making the real best night I never had.
Dancing with Derek was awesome, I felt sexy as hell until Debbie Hillard step up to us.
She was dressed in a trashy, cheap Nurse outfit.
“Derek you said that you would dance with me too,” she whined. Derek looked at her and I saw the look of desire written on his face. I backed away from him, “Go ahead” I nodded to the tramp and walked away.
I went to go sit down, I was pissed beyond hell but I knew that I didn’t have the right to be.
“What happened to you and Derek?” Penny asked, nodding her head to the Tramp Debbie and Morgan as they danced. The DJ put on something ‘Popish’ and the bitch started to rub herself like a cat in heat on Derek.
“Debbie,” I high pitched and drawled her name out, “Wanted to dance with Derek. I forgot that he had a date with her earlier this week.” I knew that I sounded bitter, Penelope gave me a sad look and I couldn’t take it.
As a waiter zipped by I stopped him and ordered a double shot of tequila and Hennessy and Coke. As my drink came by, I knocked the tequila back and drank my long drink in two gulps and promptly order another round. I needed to get drunk.
“Since when do you have a tattoo?” Spencer spoke over the music. I looked at him, nearly forgot about my Honey-Eyes.
“Since I was sixteen, I five tattoos, Spencer” I winked at him.
Spencer’s eyes gazed over my body like he maybe could see them threw my clothes.
“I have the one across my shoulders blades,” I lifted my hair out of the way to show him as I turned my back, “That is the name of my Mother.”
“I got my Father’s dog tags wrapped around my left foot, it’s usually hidden under my stockings that’s why you never saw it,” Spencer nodded as I explained, I saw his mind turning since I wore pumps that usually allowed to see that tattoo.
“I got American Lotus designed on my right thigh, and I got two sparrows on my lower back,” I winked at him. Spencer blushed, I leaned over, “And you’re the only man that knows from the unit,” I whispered into his head. I watched my Honey-Eyes light up like a fire engine.
“Once I have my children, I’ll get them on my arms,” I told him.
I was feeling really good; the alcohol was in my system reeking havoc.
“You need to dance before you get to drunk,” Penny grabbed my hand and pulled me to the dance floor. Near JJ and Will, they were playing an old 80’s tune that Penelope and I belted out dancing like a maniacs with air guitar.
We danced for a while until an old 90’s love song came on and I gasped, “I lost my virginity on this song,” I sighed dreamily, “To Trevor James.”
“I didn’t need to know that but I’m glad that you told me,” Penny giggled. The girl was drunk too; Kevin had been loading her with fruity drinks all night. After the song, Phil Collins came on with ‘You Can’t Hurry Love’.
Penny and I giggled out the lyrics, fending off wanna be partners. As Pitbull’s ‘The Anthem’, we gotta a little dirty in our dancing. As one of the men got a little grabby with me, I went to turn around but I didn’t need to do anything since Derek was throwing the male away from me by his collar.
“Fuck off,” he growled, even if the music was loud, Derek’s growl could be heard.
“My knight!” I giggled and threw myself into his arms.
I turned to look at Penny, “My Baby came to save the day,” I told her and she nodded and tried to swat Kevin’s hand away as he wanted to get some food in her system.
“How about we get something to snack on, SugarMama?” Derek smiled at me with a wink; I looked at him with big doe eyes.
“I want to dance,” I pouted, Derek looked at me as he struggled to hold his ground, “How about we get something to eat and then dance after, just something small,” he lifted his hand to my chin and tap lips.
I lowered my eyes as I pulled the tip of his finger into my mouth and licked at it, “What if I don’t want eat what they have here but what you have,” I purred.
Derek’s back straightened and his eyes lowered, his brown darkening almost too black, “Baby, don’t play with me.”
I looked at him and sucked on his finger, “I never play around, Derek,” I purred out his name. I let his finger drop from my mouth with one last tiny lick before I moved away.
“Come on, I want to get you a bit more sober,” Derek pulled me over to snack bar. I was given pieces of baguette and coke to drink. It really did help, because suddenly I was blushing as what I did earlier to Derek’s finger.
Derek took a look at me and then grinned, “That’s my Baby.”
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