A/N: I am creating this as a place to put all my M rated drabbles and so will remain in progress. I wanted to have a separate section from 'Short Stories'. which is M+ maximum, to put all the adult themed (read: Smutty as hell!) fics. I hope you enjoy! :D

Title: A Memorable Performance.
Pairing: Rossi/Reid
Rated: FRAO/NC-17/Rated M
Prompt: Rossi as a porn star, any pairing: In his much younger pre-BAU days, Dave Rossi did porn to pay the bills. His partner finds the tape. No angst please, or it doesn't END in angst at least. A/N 2: This was written for the seventh CM Kink Meme on Dreamwidth. First time with the pairing *le nervous.*


"Oh. My. God." Exclaimed Spencer aloud.

In the quest to find a recorded episode of the original Battlestar Galactica that David just swore he kept in the cabinet by the TV he had picked up ... this. He watched as the buff man on the screen, the man he now called lover, leaned over a slim, pale man in a prison cell and stripped off his silk boxers with his teeth.

He tried very hard to muster up some indignation at having been lied too, to feel creeped out by the physical qualities he had in common with his on-screen partner. He tried very hard to feel anything other than the burning arousal working it's way through his body and towards his cock.

"That, is not Battlestar Galactica." Came a deep voice from behind him, he spun to see Dave there, two glasses of red wine in his hand. With a sigh he said, "I suppose you want to talk." and set the glasses down.

Spencer, working on auto-pilot, licked his lips and rose. He crossed the room, downed his entire glass of Merlot and, with no further delay crushed his lips to a very surprised Dave in a bruising kiss.

Dave seemed to resist at first, taken aback, but when Spencer rubbed bulge in his khaki's against him, Dave stopped resisting and grasped at the slim hips, pulling Spencer towards him.

Pulling away from the kiss to breath, Dave whispered huskily, "I take it you're not upset." and began sucking on Spencer's neck, drawing a deep groan from him.

"Not so much." He panted back, twining his fingers through his lover's short hair and arching his body into his touch. God he was hot.

"You wanna turn that off?" Dave asked, popping buttons on Spencer's purple shirt.

Spencer looked back and realized that the movie was still playing. Watching a much younger Dave suck his companions cock, Spencer groaned and said, "No, what I want is for you to get on your knees."

Pulling back with a shocked expression, David said, "What?"

"If you can get on you knee's for him, you can get on your knee's for me." Spencer replied with a smirk, undoing his own belt. He was very pleased with the spark of both understanding and desire in the other man's eyes as he smirked,

"Yes, sir." And slowly lowered himself to a kneeling position before Spencer, undoing his pants the rest of the way.

"Wait," Spencer said suddenly, "Turn." and moved behind David, waiting for him to spin on his knee's to once again face him. Now he could watch the movie as he felt David's mouth on him. Spencer shivered at the ... naughty-ness of the situation. When he was comfortable again, Dave returned his attention to the task at hand and pulled Spencer's aching arousal from his pants and stroked slowly, looking up.

"Is this what you had in mind?" He asked, blowing lightly on the seeping tip and smirking.

"Fuck yes." Spencer hissed, tangling his fingers through Dave's hair and looking from his lovers mischievous gaze to the video, young Dave was now deep throating the noisily responsive gentlemen on screen and so caught up was he in the image that he actually cried out in surprise when he felt a hot, wet mouth close over his own erection, sucking instantly.

"Aaah!" He couldn't help but thrust forwards, fucking Dave's face, and was about to apologize when he felt the other man hum appreciatively around him, sending delicious vibrations down to his core and letting him know that apparently, face-fucking was okay.

He started his thrusting with shallow, slow movements not wanting to overwhelm the man. Soon however, he found his hips being pulled forward insistently, urging him to go faster. Glancing down he saw his lover looking up at him, he moaned at the sight and started shamelessly pushing his cock through soft lips.

Holding onto the back of Dave's head he let his head drop back, "Fuck! God yes. So good." He murmured. Spencer was already so close but, looking at the TV and seeing in the video that his lover was now bent over the prison cell bed with his partner beginning to thrust into him, fucking him, Spencer decided he didn't want this to be over so soon.

"Stop." He said with mild hesitance. When Dave pulled back and looked up questioningly, Spencer simply gestured him to rise and took his hand to help. Kissing him deeply and savoring the taste of himself on Dave's lips, Spencer gently moved them over to the back of the couch before breaking the kiss to whisper, "Turn."

With only a raised eyebrow at Spencer's suddenly demanding attitude Dave complied and Spencer immediately pressed a hand between the other man's shoulder blades, urging him to bend over. As Dave did so, understanding after seeing the point the video was at, he placed his hands on the top of the couch's back, breathing heavily.

Spencer pulled the bottle of lube they kept in the small desk by the couch as they sometimes liked to make love on the couch after movies (regular movies) when going up to bed was too much to ask.

Placing the small bottle within easy reach, Spencer stroked his hands down his lover's back, over his hips and caressed his ass, teasing the man and enjoying the pants and moans drawn. It was good to know he wasn't the only one turned on by this.

Finally realizing he was teasing himself as much as he was teasing Dave, Spencer grabbed the hem of the soft denim pants and pulled roughly, yanking them down without having to bother with buttons and zipper's. He knew Dave never wore belts when relaxing in the house.

He immediately moved forward and stroked his cock between the cheeks, gripping Dave's hips as waves of pleasure shot through him. Looking at the screen, Spencer saw that the slim man had started really pounding into Dave's tight hole and his cock twitched in jealousy and impatience.

Spencer grabbed the lube, spread some on two of his finger's and pressed in. The gasped moan that came from below him was something indeed and it urged Spencer, after only a few strokes inside with the first two fingers, to press in a third.

God he wanted this now, he needed this now.

After he was sure his lover was well enough prepared and with one more look at the TV, seeing the other Dave stroking his own cock as his partner slammed into him roughly, Spencer stroked some lube onto his cock and pushed in. Both he and Dave let out breathy moans at the sensation and Spencer held still for a few moments, concerned about both hurting Dave and cumming too soon.

Not too long later and after insistent nudges back against him, Spencer moved again. He started out slowly but soon lost himself to the moment and let go.

As Dave on screen was moaning and talking and doing all sorts of things he knew Dave would never do and must have been a result of an over-excited director, the Dave before him was holding a white-knuckled grip on the couch back and moving in time with Spencer's thrusts, panting and moaning softly. He was about to move a hand down and stroke himself but Spencer grabbed it and placed it back on the couch before grabbing his lover's throbbing cock himself and stroking firmly.

He could tell that Dave on screen was as close as Dave before him and so worked harder, thrust harder, almost desperate to cum at the same time as the two Dave's. When a cry bellowed out from the TV and the younger Dave shot his load across the bed, he felt his Dave clench around him as his cock twitched and pulsed, signalling his own climax. At the feel of hot fluid seeping onto his hand and the sight of his on-screen lover's co-star cumming on his back, Spencer pulled out. He stroked himself roughly a few times before his whole body spasmed.

He looked down through hooded eyes and, moaning loudly, and watched as his cum pulsed out onto the smooth skin. It was probably the most arousing sight he had ever seen.

As they both came down from their orgasms, they eventually ended up sat on the floor in each others arms, leaning against the back of the couch. The video had stopped playing and silence reined until Dave finally spoke, "Aren't you curious?"

"Well, I was a little too aroused to focus on anything at first. But now? Yeah." He replied, looking back at his partner and smiling, "I kind of am."

"Well, I wasn't always rich you know. Actually, before the F.B.I and the books and stuff, I was pretty broke." He wasn't looking Spencer in the eye as he spoke so he pressed a reassuring kiss to Dave's cheek, trying to convey to the man that he wasn't judging him. Dave looked at him, smiled and continued, "I had to pay for college somehow, I was going to be something. I had to be. But, in order to get there, I had to get some money so? I made a few movies." Dave sighed, shrugged his shoulders and looked down at Spencer, narrowing his eyes suspiciously, " I can't believe how okay with this you are." He said in an almost accusatory tone of voice.

"I'm not okay with the fact that you lied to me. But I guess I just ... wait." He stopped suddenly, looking back at Dave with a wide-eyed expression, "A. Few. Video's? There are more?"

Dave looked guilty for a second before catching a glimpse of the gleeful expression of Spencer's face. With a small smile, he nodded.

The smile that lit up his face almost hurt it was so wide.

"I know what I want for a late Christmas present."

End.