Fic: Playground, Chapter 5 (Spencer Reid / Derek Morgan, NC-17)
Title: Playground, Chapter 5
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Pair: Spencer Reid / Derek Morgan,
Aaron Hotchner
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Not mine, etc.
Feedback: Always Welcome
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Brotherly Advice
Playground, Chapter 1
Playground, Chapter 2
Playground, Chapter 3 (NC-17)
Playground, Chapter 4
“Little closer, honey.” Morgan instructed the red-headed stripper. She moved closer, practically sitting on his lap and continued her routine. Morgan looked over her shoulder. Still no reaction. Reid was leaning over the bar counter, talking to the blond bartender.
Finally Morgan pushed the stripper gently away from him, and got up.
“Pete?”
His friend in the next seat opened his eyes and gave him an annoyed glance.
“Make it quick, I’m in the middle of something here.” The blond in his lap paused.
“I think I’ll grab Reid and head back to the hotel.”
“Now? You’re not even drunk yet!”
“I’m drunk enough.”
“And your guy’s having a good time too!”
“And that’s why we better go. When he’s having a good time he jumps on the nearest table and pulls all his clothes off.”
“Seriously?”
“No, but I like the mental image.” Morgan gave him a wink and walked to the bar counter, where Reid and the bartender were still chatting. He wrapped him arm possessively around Reid’s shoulder.
“Ready to go, babe. You’ll bring the lube and I’ll bring the vodka.”
Reid nailed his eyes to his hands and turned bright red. The bartender kept looking at them like he didn’t know how to react. Morgan pulled Reid across the strip club to the coat check.
“What was that about?” Reid pulled away from his grasp.
“I just felt like heading back.”
“Morgan!”
“That guy was two inches away from your face.”
“He had to lean closer, the music drowns everything.”
“What exactly do you have to talk about with a sleazy bartender?”
“He’s studying in the Las Vegas University, we talked about molecular biology.”
“Yeah, right….You were so into molecular biology that you didn’t even realise that chick was giving me a lap dance.”
Reid gave him a sincerely puzzled look. “Yes. You looked like you were having fun so I didn’t see any reason to hurry.”
“You mean you…… Wait a minute. That really is something you would do….”
“Anyway, you want to go get some food?”
“We could get something on the way and eat after my surprise.” Morgan suggested.
“Surprise?”
“I told you, that if you come on this trip with me, I would make it worth it.”
“So what’s the surprise?”
“You’ll see when we get to the hotel.”
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Reid kept pacing restlessly in front of the bathroom door.
“How long are you going to stay there?”
“Just a little while.” Morgan yelled from the other side.
“Remember that case we had in Toledo? When we had to survive a week with one overnight bag?”
“Yeah.”
“So why do you need so many bags for a simple weekend trip?”
“I’ve planned ahead.”
“And that’s why you had to lock yourself to the bathroom with a suitcase?”
“Yep.” Morgan’s reply was accompanied by a loud groan.
“What are you doing?”
“Can you stop asking questions for a minute?” More grunting followed.
“Morgan.”
“What?”
“I know that sound.”
“What sound?”
“That sound. Did you lock yourself to the bathroom so you could masturbate?”
“No, I’m trying to get into this damn thing…. Ha!”
“What?”
“Okay, I’m ready. Get that player I got in the gray suitcase. There’s a CD in there too.”
Reid went to the suitcase and pulled out a portable CD player and a CD case.
“You want me to put it on?”
“Yep.”
He plugged the player and put the disc in. Music filled the air, but he couldn’t recognise the song.
“Ready?”
“Yeah.”
“Okay, I’m coming out.” Morgan unlocked the door and stepped out. Reid started laughing uncontrollably. “Hey, you have any idea how hard it was to get into this thing?”
“No, but I can imagine…..” Reid kept giggling. “Where did you get that?”
“I rented it.” Morgan pulled the baseball cap lower on his head. His body was practically bulging out of the baseball uniform. “I thought we could work on your jock phobia.”
“I don’t have a phobia.”
“Remember when we were interviewing those guys in Des Moines? The ones in the school boxing team.”
“That’s not phobia, that’s common sense. Those three were Neanderthals.”
“You had your hand on your gun! Anyway, this is just to demonstrate how pleasant an encounter with a player can be. Especially when it’s your very own player.”
Reid chuckled. “I see your point. Show me your innings.”
“Doctor Reid, that’s not how you use the term.”
“I know,but that`s the only funny term in baseball. Don’t you have a bat?”
“How could I get a baseball bat into a suitcase?”
“It corrupts the authenticity.”
“You wanna see what I got or not?”
“Show me.” Reid leaped onto the couch and grinned.
Morgan started his striptease, showing off his assets like the girls at the club, removing his clothes slowly. He danced well, untill the time came to remove the pants. He ended up hopping on one foot and falling over to the rug.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah.” Morgan kicked the pants off. He got up and picked up where he had left off. His uniform was gone, and the final piece of clothing was a white jockstrap that complimented his smooth dark skin. He turned around to wiggle his ass for Reid. The white straps framed his round buttocks to perfection and Reid’s eyes became fixed on the two perky globes. He swirled around, leaping on the couch. He positioned his legs on both sides of his partners thighs, locking him under his body.
“Having fun?”
“Don’t I always have fun when you do that? Besides, this time there was a slight comical undertone…..” Reid giggled. His hands wandered down Morgan’s back to grab his butt. Morgan let out a satisfied chuckle and slid down to the floor, kneeling between the other man’s legs.
“I showed you mine, now show me yours.”
“You didn’t show me all of you.” Reid teased.
“That’s easy to solve.” Morgan was about to pull his jockstrap down, but Reid grabbed his hands.
“Don’t you dare…. Leave that on.” Reid let go and focused on his own clothes. He shed his shirt away while Morgan pulled his pants down. He leaned down to caught the genius’s cock all the way into his mouth. Reid didn’t seem to mind his straightforward approach, instead his grabbed Morgan’s head with both hands, guiding him up and down his length.
Morgan hummed happily. He teased his partner with his tongue, running it over the delicate points. Reid was muttering absolute gibberish and letting out deep sighs. Morgan let go of his member with a wet pop. He replaced his mouth with his hand, stroking Reid with a leisurely tempo.
“What you said when I was in the bathroom…. I wasn’t jerking off.”
“Okay….” Reid gasped.
“But I got myself ready for you.” Morgan grinned. He settled himself on top of Reid again, straddling his thighs and pushed the straps of his jockstrap aside. He reached down to position Reid’s cock against his lubed opening and let gravity do it’s duty. Reid didn’t wait for him to make a move. He grabbed the other man by his hips, guiding him to match his own movements. Morgan leaned over to bury his face into the crook of Reid’s neck. His body was sweating furiously, making him glister. Reid tilted his head to lick the side of his neck.
“Too bad I couldn`t take a football uniform with me….” Morgan panted. “Too much padding…”
“Baseball works for me….” Reid grunted. He pulled the other man by the waistband of the jockstrap to get his angle right, and launched an all-out attack against Morgan’s sweet place. Morgan whimpered and hanged on, letting Reid set the rhythm.
“Yeah, but we can’t make jokes about…. tight ends and wide receivers….” Morgan’s talk was drowned by his own moans. His other hand was in his jockstrap, jerking his hard cock. “Just big bats…..” The accurate pounding was taking it’s toll. He howled and flooded the flimsy piece of fabric with his release.
He felt like slumping down against Reid and going to sleep, but the other man was not done yet. With a swift move, which Morgan was pretty sure he had taught him, Reid flipped Morgan onto his back on the couch. Before Morgan had time to recover from his surprise, the genius pushed his legs aside and shoved his cock back inside again. His thrusts were sharp and precise, making Morgan bounce like a rag doll. Finally Reid shoved himself all the way in and let go. He paused for a minute, unable to say anything or move. Then he slumped down on top of the other man, giving him a little pat on the shoulder.
“Was that worth the trip?” Morgan grinned.
“That depends.”
“On what?”
“Was that all you got?”
“We got twenty-eight hours before our flight. I promised I would make the trip worth it.”
“A promise is a promise.” Reid agreed and grinned.
TBC