This is a new... slightly smutty story.. from me...

it involves my favorite CM characters...

it starts off happy but you know i love the angst!

I'm still writing the other two stories Dark Side of the Coin and Lil Mo's playlist (i'll probably finish this one first ... its short and sweet)

Enjoy

PS. I own nothing from Criminal Minds ... oh and please review ... they motivate me :)

Waiting for drinks.

What's taking Tommy so long, she thought.

Bartenders were supposed to tend bar…not flirt with cute boys with punk rock hair.

She was tapping her leopard painted fingernails against the bar. Her nails matched her sweater – which matched her shoes. She wore a pink shirt with a grey skirt and purple fishnets.

He likes the thigh high fishnets…down girl, she whispered to herself.

Rossi wanted a Peroni and Aaron wanted a Gin and Tonic.

She wanted … she wanted… him to give her the sign that they could head to her apartment for crazy Friday night sex.

God when did this even start she wondered…like 3 months ago … no, more like 20 days ago… they've just had so much sex that it felt like more time had passed.

This unspoken… no strings thing started when she offered to wrap and re-wrap his bandages.

Well, the next day he took her up on her offer and more.

She remembered it like it was last night.

They just finished watching Bourne Ultimatum for the 3rd time (in their friendship history). Derek called her into the bathroom because he couldn't get the gauze to stay put. We'll he bandaged himself all wrong and forgot the dressing and clips.

She took off the old bandage, applied the dressing, gauze, and clamped it in to place.

She didn't know… she did this task with her wine stained tongue peaking out of Lourde stained lips. She had no idea how much this turned him on till the 2nd time they hooked up which could be considered the same day. But it was definitely the 2nd time… because they changed locations.

Where was she…

Oh re-wrapping.

When she finished she didn't realize how low his pants were siting on his hips or how close to naked he was.

She tried to hold in the heat that was warming her cheeks.

She smiled and said "Alrighty, Morgan good as new."

She then busied herself with putting the dressing and gauze back in their containers when he said, "Morgan?"

She looked up at him perplexed she licked her lips nervously and waited for him to continue.

He just looked at her—it was like he could read her thoughts or something. Like he could see every impure thought she ever had about him was real and living in her head taking up precious grey matter.

She stepped backed, "that's your name. Are you sure you didn't hurt your head too?" she asked hopping her chuckle would release the tension in the room.

He stepped closer and began, "You only call me Morgan for one reason."

"Now when is that Morgan," she asked taking another step back.

"Exactly." He said closing the distance.

She stepped back and she hit the wall and the counter to her right.

"Exactly what Morgan," she asked slightly peeved.

She looked to the door and was about to walk towards it when he placed his arm above her head and his body closed her in.

"You call me Morgan," he gestured like a know it all, "when I've taken the teasing to far," he leaned in and his lips brushed her ear, "or when you're mad at me."

He studied her again and then asked in a lower voice… almost a whisper, "Are you made at me, princess?"

"No," she said quickly, "but you know I hate when you try to profile me so quit it."

Jeezus, Buddha, and Allah her brain screamed when he stepped close, "try to profile you?" he asked with his lips so close to her cheek she completely stopped breathing.

No freakin' air was going to her brain.

I mean that is the only reason to challenge a profiler right?

She rolled her eyes trying to ignore the maleness that surrounded her and how badly she wanted to just give in and do the things her grey matter imagined but this was Derek Morgan. Her best friend from day one. His meds must be off… and he can't see or something… because why is he half naked and so freakin' close. I can smell his cologne and minty fresh breathe.

"Fine, Morgan," she said attempting to duck under the arm that pinned her in the corner. He moved his arm and caught her hip.

He turned into SSA Derek Morgan right before her eyes and he started educating her like a junior agent. "Calling me by my last name instead of a my first or my nickname is an attempt to give your brain control of an uncontrollable situation. Or what you think is an uncontrollable situation. You call others by their last name as a sign of respect or maybe you think it's a chain of command thing… but," he said warming his hands on her hips.

"Don't," she said forgetting what else she wanted to say.

"Don't what? Do this?" he asked as his lips kissed her dark berry lips.

She blamed the wine in that instant because she kissed him back like she wasn't Penelope Garcia, y'know, Derek Morgan's best friend. She kissed him back like she wanted to know if that throbbing between her legs could be remedied by the thick long shaft between his. Could it even fit?

"Or this?" he said as he lifted her on the counter and stepped between her legs.

She kissed him back ferociously as he freed her from her panties.

He pulled her down to the edge of the counter and she could feel his cock peeking out of his sweat pants.

He kissed and bit her neck claiming her flesh as if he was marking her for the world to see.

"Derek," she moaned.

"Do you want me to stop?"

"Never," she said thrusting her hips towards his.

He groaned a sound that vibrated through her, "I can't," he moaned

"I can't wait," he pulled a condom from the drawer and was pistoning inside her with such a force and zeal that caused her come with in seconds. He was so large and thick that each thrust caused her to dig her nails into his back and arch into the motion which caused him to just go harder and faster.

After she came she was still tight but slicker, his thrusting continued and he whispered, "Baby I wish your cream was all over my dick."

His thrust became sporadic and she knew he was about to come.

He grabbed her hips and rocked into her with a force that commanded her body to come with him.

"I knew fucking you would be great," he said as he pulled out of her.

She didn't know what to say….

Maybe ditto.

She knew things changed – probably forever – I mean did she take advantage of him. He's on meds and painkillers and she let him … pleasure her.

She hopped off the counter and straightened out her clothes.

Home she needed home and her bed. They could discuss how crazy this was tomorrow.

She shook her head and headed out of the bathroom aka the new den of inequity, when he grabbed her by the waist.

"We're not done," he teased.

"Last one to my bedroom strips for the other," he called as he tried to pass her

She waited there wondering which way she should run... bedroom or front door, when he turned around and tilted his head, "don't over think it, baby. Fun and easy,"

She repeated it to herself, "Fun and Easy,"

She began to catch up to him when she pretended to hurt herself, Derek met her in the hallway, when she knew he was fully distracted by her shoe and ankle she took off.

"I guess I'm Fun and you're Easy," she teased as she hopped on to the bed.

That was their first time and for the past month... no, 22 days they'd been hooking up.

The sex was amazing

Beyond amazing.

Life force changing, she thought.

"What can I get ya?" Tommy finally asked her.

"Margarita, Peroni, and Gin & Tonic."

She felt Derek come up behind her, "Your house 30 minutes?"

She nodded, "Ok, Easy,"

He laughed and kissed her temple, "Don't make me wait," he whispered.

"Kay," she said smiling as he walked away.

Friends with Benefits she could do this right?

She took a sip of her drink and then grabbed Rossi & Aaron's drinks.

Tonight was going to be fun, she thought, as she headed back to the team.