Title: Nervous – Part 1
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Prompt for 30_forbidden — fruits: #26 Taste
Rating: T (just to be sure)
Disclaimer: Neither the show nor the characters belong to me. They belong to CBS. Nonetheless, I love to borrow them from time to time.
Summary: Part 27/30 of the “Love and Prejudice” series. Well, it was about time for this. ;)
Saying that he was excited was an understatement. He’d been waiting for this moment for…well, maybe even forever. At least, it felt like he’d been waiting that long.
Much to his surprise, they hadn’t transferred him to a hospital in Quantico. Instead, they’d kept him in Marana until he’d been cleared to leave. So, none of his teammates was anywhere near this place and none of them was going to visit him today to see how he was.
None of them except for Penelope.
They were heading back home tomorrow morning. They were going to be alone tonight.
Not that he was really planning on anything. He didn’t want to rush things. He didn’t want to give her the feeling that he just wanted to get into her pants. But quite frankly, he couldn’t wait to be finally allowed to touch her.
He insisted on not taking a wheelchair, but walking out of the hospital on his own. He was fine, despite the fact that he still needed physiotherapy and wouldn’t be allowed to be back in the field for another couple of months.
“Remember to get an appointment with a physiotherapist in D.C. as soon as you’re back home,” Jenny told him.
“Will do,” he assured her. “And even if I don’t, I know someone who’ll make sure I do.”
“Yeah, I can see that happening,” Jenny said with a chuckle. “Take care.”
“You, too,” Derek replied, holding his hand out to her. “And thank you for everything.”
“I was just doing my job,” she replied with a smile before lowering her voice. “You might not be back to your old self yet, but you’re definitely back on your feet.”
He smirked at that. Now all he had to do was convince Penelope that he was fine.
She was waiting for him at the taxi that had taken her to the hospital.
His heart started to beat faster. He wasn’t even sure how to properly greet her. Was he allowed to hug her, or maybe even kiss her? Of course, they wanted to keep their relationship a secret for the time being because of all the problems that might cause. But no one in this town knew them.
Luckily, Penelope saved him from having to make the decision by greeting him with a kiss on his cheek. “Are you ready to go?” she whispered in his ear, causing a pleasurable shiver to run down his spine.
You have no idea, he thought, but he didn’t dare saying the words out loud, so he just nodded.
The drive back to the hotel was unusually quiet for them, but Penelope held his hand all the way. He could have sworn she was just as excited as he was.
“Have you had lunch yet?” she asked when they’d arrived at the hotel.
“No,” he replied. “But I’m not sure I’m really hungry.”
“You need to eat properly,” she insisted. “I promised Hotch and Rossi I’d take care of you and make sure you didn’t overdo it, remember?”
He chuckled. He really wasn’t hungry. He was much too excited to eat anything. On the other hand, it seemed like a good idea. This way, they’d have some time to get used to the fact that they were finally alone.
His mother had flown back to Chicago when it was clear he’d be released soon – of course, not without making her son promise to visit her soon and call her as soon as he was back at Quantico.
“So, what did the doctors say?” Penelope asked halfway through their lunch. “Are they really sure you’re back on your feet?”
“They wouldn’t have released me if they’d thought otherwise,” he replied. “My shoulder is still impaired, and I’m not allowed to lift anything heavy for the time being – and of course, I’m not allowed back in the field yet. But apart from that, I’m just fine.”
“I’m glad to hear that,” she whispered. “I… This time, I really thought you wouldn’t make it.”
Reaching over the table, Derek gently took her hand in his. “Hey,” he told her quietly. “You know you won’t get rid of me that easily, right?”
“Sometimes I’m not so sure about that,” she replied almost voicelessly, squeezing his hand.
Derek repeated her movement, but he didn’t dare do what he really wanted to at the moment. He wanted to finally kiss her.
Of course, with his mother and their friends having flown back home, there was no risk of them being interrupted. But the restaurant of their hotel simply didn’t seem like the appropriate place for their first kiss.
Not that Derek minded kissing her in public – or kissing in public in general. But this would be their first real kiss, and for the first time in many years, this felt like something really special to him. He didn’t want to share that moment with anyone other than Penelope.
“Can you promise me one thing?” Penelope’s soft voice interrupted his thoughts.
He looked at her and raised an eyebrow expectantly.
“Never do something so stupid ever again,” she whispered.
Derek squeezed her hand once more and held her gaze while replying, “I promise.”
She sighed, murmuring a quiet “Okay”, but Derek wasn’t sure she really believed him.
Silence settled between them again. It was weird. They’d never before sat opposite each other with neither of them knowing what to say. Everything had always been so easy and natural between them. Talking, flirting…even silence.
Had it really changed so much since they were an item now? Couldn’t they work this way?
No, that was impossible, out of the question. He hadn’t come this far to give up now just because the atmosphere between them was somehow weird. He was good at this, damn it!
So he took a deep breath and asked, as nonchalantly as possible, “Hey, how about we go upstairs and watch a good movie? I’m sure they can get us some popcorn here.”
Penelope smiled at him, that irresistible smile that only made him want to kiss her more. “Sounds great.”
The tone in her voice made his heart beat faster. He didn’t bother finishing his Coke. He didn’t bother asking anyone for popcorn, either.
They kept holding hands while they walked up to his room, and suddenly, everything seemed natural between them again – except for the fact that Derek was as excited as hell.
What was wrong with him? It wasn’t like this was the first time he’d taken a girl to his room – quite the contrary, as a matter of fact. But this was special. This was Penelope. And if possible, he felt even more excited than he’d been his first time.
He tried his best not to shake when he opened the door.
He watched her step inside and sit down on the bed. The room was sparsely furnished, so the bed was the only furniture – except for a chair in the corner – to sit on.
Taking another deep breath, he followed her, sitting down on the bed as well and taking her hand in his. “What movie do you want to watch?” he asked quietly.
She smiled at him, slightly tilting her head. “I don’t care,” she whispered.
Smiling himself, he leaned closer, stopping just an inch from her mouth. This was it, their first kiss. No one was going to interrupt them this time.
He heard Penelope draw in a shaky breath, and then – much to his surprise – it was she who leaned forward to cross the small distance between them.
His heart skipped a couple of beats when her lips met his. They were soft, much softer than he’d imagined them to be. She tasted of vanilla and strawberry – maybe her lipstick – and something that was purely her, something he found intoxicating, something he wanted to taste more of.
The kiss started soft, careful, somehow hesitant. But it soon became more passionate.
Derek pulled her closer, and she willingly climbed onto his lap.
A low growl escaped his mouth when Penelope’s soft hands found their way under his shirt. Suddenly, all their clothes seemed annoyingly in the way. But he didn’t want to break contact with Penelope’s lips, not even for the second it might take to pull his shirt over his head.
She tasted so sweet, much better than anything he had ever tasted. And she felt even better. Derek knew he never wanted to let go of her again.
Carefully, slowly, giving her time to object, Derek started to unbutton her blouse.
She didn’t object. On the contrary, she quickly pulled his shirt over his head and then pushed him backwards so that he was lying flat on his back.
Grinning mischievously, she let her hands explore every muscle on his chest and stomach, making him gasp. Her hand stopped when her fingertips felt the scar where the bullet had hit him.
Taking her hand in his, he searched her eyes, whispering, “I’m fine.”
“I know,” she replied. “It’s just…”
She didn’t finish the sentence. And she didn’t have to. He knew what she wanted to say. If this hadn’t happened, they wouldn’t be here at that moment.
“We would have ended up here sooner or later anyway,” he told her. “Well, maybe not here, but you know what I mean.”
She smirked at him. “Yeah? How can you be so sure about that?”
“Because I recently found out that I can’t live without you,” he said, squeezing her hand. “And I sure as hell wouldn’t have given up, no matter how often you’d blown me off. I would have seduced you one day.”
“Hm, someone’s pretty sure of himself, huh?” she commented.
“Yeah,” he said with a chuckle. “But only because I know that we’re meant to be, and because I love you and I want you more than anything.”
She leaned down, making him moan when she moved on top of him, whispering in his ear, “Yeah, some things are obvious.”
“You are a naughty girl,” he panted.
Penelope giggled. “You have no idea.”
“Oh, but I intend to find out soon,” he replied, using her moment of distraction to whirl them around so that he was on top. “Just like I intend to find out what will make you scream.”
- Current Mood: content