Fic: Stressed 2/2 (Criminal Minds, Spencer Reid / Derek Morgan, NC-17)
Title: Stressed 2/2
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Rating: NC-17
Pair: Spencer Reid / Derek Morgan
Disclaimer: not mine, etc.
Feedback: Always Welcome
Criminal Minds Main List
Chapter 1/2
Interlude
The ride home after Reid and Hotch had come back was a quiet one. Morgan and
Reid both kept their eyes on the windshield. Finally they got home. Reid grabbed
his bag and marched in with Morgan in tow.
“You wanna eat? I think we have some stuff, I went to the store yesterday.”
“Actually, I think we should talk first.” Reid put his bag down. “I want to apologise.”
“For what?”
“Avoiding you.”
“No, I got it. I’m the one who should be apologising.”
“Can I just say this, before you say anything else. If I don’t say it right away it’ll
come out wrong.”
“Okay.”
“I knew you could be….”
“What?”
“Aggressive. Or even dangerous. I knew it on intellectual level, but I never really
combined it to you. I mean, that you who I know you. And when I saw a little glimpse
of that, I panicked.”
“So…. What about now?”
“I had a talk with Hotch. And then I got it.”
“Got what?”
“That just because you could, you wouldn’t do things like that unless it was
unavoidable. And never to me.”
A long silence followed.
“Okay, your turn.”
“I would say it, but I think you already said it.” Morgan took a step closer and placed
his hands on Reid’s waist. “And I shouldn’t have brought that stuff home with me.”
“That happens.” Reid pulled him close and placed his head on Morgan’s shoulder.
“I missed this.”
“Me too.”
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Morgan snapped awake at one in the morning. When he tried to get his eyes open,
he realised why he had woken up in the first place. His cell phone was ringing in
his pants pocket. He reached down to pick up the pants from the floor and pulled
the phone out.
“Morgan.”
“Sugarbootie, it’s me.”
“I should have guessed…..”
“No need for that tone. I just called to find out how it went.”
Morgan took a good look at the naked body that was currently wrapped tightly
around him. “It went-” He had to pause and gasped when Reid’s hand wandered
down his belly and continued further south. “-well.”
“Yeah, I can hear that.” Garcia giggled. “You got time for a chat?”
“We were sleeping. And why are you so cheerful?”
“It’s one in the morning, this is the time when all the web creeps crawl out of the
woodwork?”
“Are you talking about yourself?”
“No, my buddies. Night-time is when I keep up my social contacts.”
“And you can’t do that outside of cyberspace?”
“That’s a really stupid question. Anyway, have a nice weekend.”
“You too.” Morgan dropped the phone on the pile of clothes on the floor.
“Garcia?” Reid asked, nuzzling his cheek against the crook of Morgan’s neck.
“Who else…?” Morgan groaned. “Did I ever tell you how much I like your hands?”
“Oh, sorry. You want me to stop?”
“No, that wasn’t sarcasm. Don’t stop.”
“Okay.” Reid shrugged and disappeared under the covers. Soon after Morgan
gasped and grasped the headboard above his head. Reid had moved from his
hands to his mouth. He caressed Morgan’s shaft with his tongue and lips,
making him whimper.
“Pretty Boy…..”
“Hhhmmmm…?”
Morgan couldn’t answer, so he simply pulled his legs wider apart, wrapping them around Reid’s shoulders and lifted his hips. Reid got the message, and his hands moved to massage his buttocks, finally dipping between the buttocks to rub Morgan’s entrance.
“Please….” Morgan panted, pushing himself against Reid’s hands.
“Please what?” Reid grinned. He was blushing furiously. No matter how long
they had been together, talking dirty wasn’t one of his strenghts.
“You know what….” Morgan complained. He could see Reid moving under the
covers, and then he felt it. Reid worked him with his tongue and fingers, opening
him up. “Forget what I said about your hands, I meant your fingers….”
Morgan leaned against his pillows, surrendering to the pleasure. He often watched
Reid’s hand when they were talking about everyday things. They were exactly like the
rest of Reid: Long and lean. Reid had lost several of his inhibitions after they had
gotten together and he knew exactly how to use his trump cards.
“Babe…. That’s enough, go on already…”
Reid didn’t answer. His hand appeared from under the covers. Morgan took the hint,
grab a bottle of lube and handed it over to the waiting hand. The hand pulled back,
and a minute later he felt it being smeared on him. Reid crawled up his body, till he
was laying on top of Morgan, face to face.
“Hey.” Reid look at him straight in the eye.
“Hey, yourself.” Morgan wrapped his legs around his Reid’s waist. “How long are
you gonna keep me waiting?”
“Are you ready?”
“Pretty Boy, I was ready five minutes ago.” Morgan lifted his head to kiss him.
Reid reached down to position himself, and slowly pushed in. Morgan held his
breath as he Reid filled him. Finally Reid started moving, slowly and carefully.
“Doc?”
“Yeah?” Reid gasped.
“You don’t need to be so careful.” Morgan used his legs and arms to pull Reid closer.
That was all the encouragement he needed, and he set a steady pace. He pressed
his forehead against Morgan’s, kissing the sweaty skin of his cheek.
Morgan grabbed Reid and didn’t let go. They had already once made up after Reid
came back, but this was different. Reid was usually happy to bottom, but sometimes
Morgan needed confirmation that they were both here and things were well. Reid’s
speed increased and Morgan recognised the signs.
“Do it for me, babe.” Morgan whispered to his ear. Reid surrendered. He came inside
Morgan and slumped down against his chest.
“That’s quite a sight.” Morgan grinned and wiped few sweaty strands of hair away
from Reid’s forehead. “You’re not gonna leave me hanging, are you?”
Reid grabbed Morgan’s hard member, stroking it with disciplined tempo. Morgan
arched his back and exploded.
“Woooowww….” He gasped. “I meant what I said about your fingers, but your hands
are damn impressive too.”
“You keep going back and forth with that topic.” Reid chuckled and stretched lazily
against Morgan. “What’s that noise?”
“What noise?” Morgan listened. It was a faint sound, almost like heavy breathing.
“Morgan…..” Reid looked horrified. “Please tell me you actually shut your phone.”
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Rating: NC-17
Pair: Spencer Reid / Derek Morgan
Disclaimer: not mine, etc.
Feedback: Always Welcome
Criminal Minds Main List
Chapter 1/2
Interlude
The ride home after Reid and Hotch had come back was a quiet one. Morgan and
Reid both kept their eyes on the windshield. Finally they got home. Reid grabbed
his bag and marched in with Morgan in tow.
“You wanna eat? I think we have some stuff, I went to the store yesterday.”
“Actually, I think we should talk first.” Reid put his bag down. “I want to apologise.”
“For what?”
“Avoiding you.”
“No, I got it. I’m the one who should be apologising.”
“Can I just say this, before you say anything else. If I don’t say it right away it’ll
come out wrong.”
“Okay.”
“I knew you could be….”
“What?”
“Aggressive. Or even dangerous. I knew it on intellectual level, but I never really
combined it to you. I mean, that you who I know you. And when I saw a little glimpse
of that, I panicked.”
“So…. What about now?”
“I had a talk with Hotch. And then I got it.”
“Got what?”
“That just because you could, you wouldn’t do things like that unless it was
unavoidable. And never to me.”
A long silence followed.
“Okay, your turn.”
“I would say it, but I think you already said it.” Morgan took a step closer and placed
his hands on Reid’s waist. “And I shouldn’t have brought that stuff home with me.”
“That happens.” Reid pulled him close and placed his head on Morgan’s shoulder.
“I missed this.”
“Me too.”
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Morgan snapped awake at one in the morning. When he tried to get his eyes open,
he realised why he had woken up in the first place. His cell phone was ringing in
his pants pocket. He reached down to pick up the pants from the floor and pulled
the phone out.
“Morgan.”
“Sugarbootie, it’s me.”
“I should have guessed…..”
“No need for that tone. I just called to find out how it went.”
Morgan took a good look at the naked body that was currently wrapped tightly
around him. “It went-” He had to pause and gasped when Reid’s hand wandered
down his belly and continued further south. “-well.”
“Yeah, I can hear that.” Garcia giggled. “You got time for a chat?”
“We were sleeping. And why are you so cheerful?”
“It’s one in the morning, this is the time when all the web creeps crawl out of the
woodwork?”
“Are you talking about yourself?”
“No, my buddies. Night-time is when I keep up my social contacts.”
“And you can’t do that outside of cyberspace?”
“That’s a really stupid question. Anyway, have a nice weekend.”
“You too.” Morgan dropped the phone on the pile of clothes on the floor.
“Garcia?” Reid asked, nuzzling his cheek against the crook of Morgan’s neck.
“Who else…?” Morgan groaned. “Did I ever tell you how much I like your hands?”
“Oh, sorry. You want me to stop?”
“No, that wasn’t sarcasm. Don’t stop.”
“Okay.” Reid shrugged and disappeared under the covers. Soon after Morgan
gasped and grasped the headboard above his head. Reid had moved from his
hands to his mouth. He caressed Morgan’s shaft with his tongue and lips,
making him whimper.
“Pretty Boy…..”
“Hhhmmmm…?”
Morgan couldn’t answer, so he simply pulled his legs wider apart, wrapping them around Reid’s shoulders and lifted his hips. Reid got the message, and his hands moved to massage his buttocks, finally dipping between the buttocks to rub Morgan’s entrance.
“Please….” Morgan panted, pushing himself against Reid’s hands.
“Please what?” Reid grinned. He was blushing furiously. No matter how long
they had been together, talking dirty wasn’t one of his strenghts.
“You know what….” Morgan complained. He could see Reid moving under the
covers, and then he felt it. Reid worked him with his tongue and fingers, opening
him up. “Forget what I said about your hands, I meant your fingers….”
Morgan leaned against his pillows, surrendering to the pleasure. He often watched
Reid’s hand when they were talking about everyday things. They were exactly like the
rest of Reid: Long and lean. Reid had lost several of his inhibitions after they had
gotten together and he knew exactly how to use his trump cards.
“Babe…. That’s enough, go on already…”
Reid didn’t answer. His hand appeared from under the covers. Morgan took the hint,
grab a bottle of lube and handed it over to the waiting hand. The hand pulled back,
and a minute later he felt it being smeared on him. Reid crawled up his body, till he
was laying on top of Morgan, face to face.
“Hey.” Reid look at him straight in the eye.
“Hey, yourself.” Morgan wrapped his legs around his Reid’s waist. “How long are
you gonna keep me waiting?”
“Are you ready?”
“Pretty Boy, I was ready five minutes ago.” Morgan lifted his head to kiss him.
Reid reached down to position himself, and slowly pushed in. Morgan held his
breath as he Reid filled him. Finally Reid started moving, slowly and carefully.
“Doc?”
“Yeah?” Reid gasped.
“You don’t need to be so careful.” Morgan used his legs and arms to pull Reid closer.
That was all the encouragement he needed, and he set a steady pace. He pressed
his forehead against Morgan’s, kissing the sweaty skin of his cheek.
Morgan grabbed Reid and didn’t let go. They had already once made up after Reid
came back, but this was different. Reid was usually happy to bottom, but sometimes
Morgan needed confirmation that they were both here and things were well. Reid’s
speed increased and Morgan recognised the signs.
“Do it for me, babe.” Morgan whispered to his ear. Reid surrendered. He came inside
Morgan and slumped down against his chest.
“That’s quite a sight.” Morgan grinned and wiped few sweaty strands of hair away
from Reid’s forehead. “You’re not gonna leave me hanging, are you?”
Reid grabbed Morgan’s hard member, stroking it with disciplined tempo. Morgan
arched his back and exploded.
“Woooowww….” He gasped. “I meant what I said about your fingers, but your hands
are damn impressive too.”
“You keep going back and forth with that topic.” Reid chuckled and stretched lazily
against Morgan. “What’s that noise?”
“What noise?” Morgan listened. It was a faint sound, almost like heavy breathing.
“Morgan…..” Reid looked horrified. “Please tell me you actually shut your phone.”