Fic: Urges, Chapter 3/3 (Criminal Minds, Spencer Reid / Derek Morgan, NC-17))
Title: Urges, Chapter 3
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Pairings: Spencer Reid / Derek Morgan, Aaron Hotchner
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: They are not mine, just using them for amusement...
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Follows:
-Close-Up (NC-17)
- Overnight
- Substitute (NC-17)
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
Morgan guided Hotch to the bedroom and shoved him down on an armchair.
“Before Reid comes we better get the rules clear.”
“I know his terms.” Hotch assured.
“Than lets repeat them one more time. You’ll sit there and you don’t get up. I don’t
care what you do, but if you move from that chair, it’s over.”
“Okay.”
“And you don’t touch him. You lay a finger on him and I’ll break the whole hand.
Get it?”
“Yeah.”
“Well, you better remember that. I have no idea why he actually agreed to do this,
but you’re not getting anything else than what we agreed on.”
“I know.”
“Hey.” Reid came in, wearing his pyjamas and drying his hair with a towel. “Are
you… I mean…”
“I’m ready if you are.” Morgan responded.
Reid looked at Hotch nervously, but took a step closer. Morgan decided to take charge
and pulled him close for a kiss. As soon as Reid surrendered to the lip attack, all
anxiousness seemed to flow out of him. He didn`t even seem to remember they had
an audience. Reid push Morgan backwards to sit on the edge of the bed and slithered
to straddle his thighs.
Hotch leaned back in his armchair and let his hands wander down his pants. He had
seen the same difference on the video, but in flesh it was even more startling. Reid
seemed to shake off all the nervousness, hung ups and awkwardness he showed at
work. He was sure off his movements and grinded himself against Morgan like a
graceful feline. The same husky voice Hotch had heard on their home movie was
there again.Tempting both Hotch and Morgan. Hotch opened his own zipper and
pushed his pants down to his ankles.
Morgan unbuttoned Reid’s pyjama top and pushed it away, gaining access to the
smooth back of his partner. Hotch`s eyes followed his hands as they moved up and
down Reid’s back, and dipped down to his pyjama bottoms to squeeze his buttocks.
He pulled his lips away from Reid’s long enough to flip him to his back on the bed.
Morgan pulled himself on top of him and continued his oral mission, moving down
from Reid’s throat to his nipples and down to his belly button. Hotch had to groan
when Morgan’s licks and nips finally reached Reid’s cock, and pulled the pyjama
bottoms down.
Hotch`s hand caressed his shaft as he watched Morgan’s lips moving down to take
all of Reid’s length. Morgan pulled started pulling his own clothes off while his tongue
snaked against the sensitive surface. Reid’s hand s grasped Morgan’s head to pull
him down, and he didn’t seem to object being guided. That was another thing Hotch
had never seen in Reid. He was sure of himself and even slightly aggressive, not
giving any consideration to the fact that his partner could overtake him anytime he
wanted.
Reid pulled Morgan away and settled him sitting down, his back against the head-
board. He slinked down to straddle him again and reached to the nightstand to
get a small bottle of lube. Reid took Morgan’s hand into his own poured some lube
on it, coating fingers with it. He guided Morgan’s hand down his back and finally
between his buttocks.
Hotch held his breath as the lubed fingers caressed Reid’s entrance and gently
dipped inside him. He worked slowly, stretching his partner with sure movements
while Reid snaked his hand down between them to smear lube over the the other
mans hard member. He reached back to pull Morgan’s hand away, leaving it to rest
on his sharp boned hip, and lowered himself on the dripping cock.
Inch by inch he took Morgan inside and Hotch had to remind himself to breath. The
contrast was stunning. Reid’s graceful long lines against Morgan’s muscular body.
Black on white. Hotch was sure Reid had completely forgotten they had audience,
but suddenly it happened. Reid settled his body to a steady pace, moving smoothly
up and down Morgan’s shaft, pressing himself against his torso. And then he did it.
He glanced over his shoulder, looking at Hotch straight in the eye. He looked at him
throught his eyelashes, and turned his focus back to his partner. Hotch froze. He
hadn’t expected that. It had been a quick little look, but it had told him a lot. Some
part of Reid actually enjoyed the setting, getting satisfaction from the feel of being
desired. Able to get such reaction from Morgan. Hotch`s desire was just the icing
on the cake.
Hotch looked at Morgan and the look on his face confirmed his thoughts. He was
completely focused on Reid, blocking away everything else. Reid enjoyed getting
affection from Morgan, and Morgan enjoyed giving it to him. Hotch increased his
pace and tried to imprint every detail to his memory. The husky moans Reid made,
the pale graceful back, the smooth movements as he rode Morgan.
The scene in front of him made him lose control and he came all over his belly.
Hotch`s groan made Reid took another quick glance over his shoulder and this
time it was accompanied by a tiny smile. The meaning was clear: I did that to
you. Hotch had sometimes though about Reid’s tendency to lap up all the atten-
tion and affection he could get, like he was trying to make up for his childhood
and teenage years. No wonder he enjoyed being wanted by two men. Hotch took
a deep breath. He didn`t bother pulling his pants back on or clean up the mess
on his shirt. He just leaned back to enjoy the Finale.
Reid`s movements had changed and he leaned against Morgan for support. He
twisted his hips slightly on his way up and down, making Morgan groan uncon-
trollably. Morgan surrendered and exploded inside his lover. Reid took it as a
sign to let go and stop holding back. He came on Morgan’s chest.
For a minute he just looked at Morgan and a wide smile appeared on his face.
He slumped down on top of Morgan, placed his head against his neck and
closed his eyes.
Hotch got up and pulled his pants back up. Before he had his belt done, Reid
was asleep, making tiny purring noises against the crook of Morgan`s neck.
Morgan pulled the covers over them and wrapped his arm around Reid`s back.
He moved his gaze from Reid to Hotch and back. For a minute Hotch stood there,
looking at the sleeping genius.
“Thank you.”
He took his coat and left.