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Six months had passed since Reid and Morgan came out, unintentionally, to their teammates at the Behavioral Analysis Unit. Despite Morgan's fears, their relationship was not only accepted by the others, but almost idolized. Of course, it took Penelope Garcia a little longer to get used to the idea of 'her man' being gay than it did the others, but she did eventually get over it. Many of the team members wished that they had the opportunity to spend as much time with the object of their affections as Reid and Morgan did. However, as with anything that passed through their team, they were the butt of many jokes, no pun intended.
It had been a long four days in Conneticut, and all the team wanted was some time off. Garcia came up with the great idea that they all go to her favorite karaoke bar. Reluctantly, Reid agreed to go, because Morgan seemed to really want to.
"Baby, I promise you'll have fun."
"I doubt it, but ok."
"Thanks. It'll be cool. You need to get out sometimes." Reid shrugged his shoulders.
"If you say so." Morgan kissed Reid's forehead.
There was a lot of badly sung music blaring over the speakers as Reid tried to make himself be comfortable in his surroundings. Adjusting himself on the barstool he ordered a drink.
"Reid, at least try to look like you want to be here." J.J. prodded.
"I'm fine, just ignore me." He replied as he sipped his drink.
"Spence, let's dance." Reid cut his eyes at the dancefloor.
"I'm ok." Morgan gave him the puppy eyes, pleading with him.
"Come on, let loose, have fun." Reid simply shook his head.
"Derek, you know I don't dance, or have rhythm of any kind." Garcia stiffled a laugh.
"You have to have some kind of rhythm to keep Derek happy."
"Penelope, not helping." Morgan said.
"Seriously, if you want to dance, go ahead, but I'm staying right here." Reid replied, hoping Morgan would decide to keep his seat next to him. Morgan, however, sighed and stood up. Not five minutes later women were swooning around him, offering to dance. Reid's eyes followed every move he made. A bubble of jealousy swelled inside of him. I did tell him it was ok. He rationalized to himself. A tall blonde woman walked up to Morgan, taking his hand and leading him to the dancefloor. He spun her around, and as she turned to face him, she drug her hands down his chest, stopping just above his belt. Reid's face turned red.
"Woah, Reid, you ok?" Prentiss asked. Gritting his teeth, he nodded.
"Yes, I'm fine. Excuse me." he replied, standing and going to the restroom. He purposely brushed past Morgan on the way. He achieved the desired result, when Morgan stopped dancing and turned to watch his boyfriend storming to the bathroom. Pushing the woman off of him, he retreated to their table.
"Hey, is Spencer ok? He seemed upset."
"We thought the same thing, but he didn't say anything." Morgan turned back in the direction of the restroom. When Reid still hadn't emerged, he got worried and followed.
"Spencer?" he called at the stalls. Reid rubbed his eyes, wiping the tears that were trying to form.
"Yeah?" Morgan approached the stall he heard his voice from.
"You okay, kid?"
"I'm fine, why?" Reid flushed the toilet to make it appear that was why he had been in there before opening the door. Morgan was standing with his arm against the wall, grinning ear to ear.
"You just seemed upset when you came in here, and you'd been in here for a little while, so I was checking." Reid gave the best fake smile he could.
"I'm fine. You should go have fun."
"But I want you to be having fun, too."
"I'm having a good time talking with the girls, don't worry about me." Morgan sighed before wrapping his arms around Reid's waist.
"You're a bad liar, but I promise, I will make it up to you when we get home." This time, Reid's smile was sincere as he pressed his lips to Morgan's.
"Go dance."
That night, Morgan was determined to hold to his promise. The moment the door shut behind them, he clicked it locked and turned on Reid. Reid, not paying any attention, headed to the bedroom. Morgan, unsatisfied with plain old routine sex, grabbed Reid's wrist and pulled him back.
"Whoa, Der..." but he didn't have a chance to say anything before he was slammed against the wall and being dominated by his lover. Morgan covered Reid's mouth with his, pinning his hands above his head by his wrists with one hand. The other hand was busy undoing Reid's belt. Reid bucked his hips in response to the force, which he welcomed. Morgan slipped his free hand into the young genius's pants, rubbing against his hardening manhood. Reid moaned into his lover's mouth, unable to contain himself. Morgan's mouth moved down, nipping at Reid's jawline. He used his tongue to trail a line from the top of his neck to his collarbone.
"Derek..." Reid moaned.
"Tell me what you want." Morgan whispered into Reid's ear before gently biting his earlobe.
"You." he growled.
"Are you sure? I might be relentless." Reid closed his eyes and bit his bottom lip as Morgan fingered at the bulge in Reid's pants.
"Please. Take me." Reid begged, having a hard time controlling his desires. Letting go of his hold on Reid's wrist, Morgan pulled down his partner's pants and boxers, before undoing his own. With controlled force, he spun Reid around, slamming him against the wall. Reid braced himself with his hands, pushing off from the wall to allow Morgan free access to his body. Sliding three fingers into Reid's mouth, Morgan stroked himself while Reid prepared his fingers. Next, he moved to Reid's entrance, making sure that he would be prepared for what Morgan was about to dish out. Once he was ready, Morgan put his lips to Reid's ear once more.
"Ready pretty boy?" he asked seductively. Reid simply nodded, unable to form coherent sentences. Morgan shoved inside of his lover, eliciting a loud moan from Reid's lips. This drove Morgan farther over the edge, causing him to be rougher and faster.
"Derek...unhh..." he moaned as Morgan wrapped his arm around him, grabbing at his length and stroking. Morgan stayed at his rough pace for a while before the two came together, Reid screaming out as he released his passion. Reid collapsed against the wall, Morgan falling against his back. Both of them were sweating from every pore, and panting harshly. Once Morgan pulled out, Reid turned to face him, wrapping his arms tight around his neck. Morgan possessively kissed his mate, allowing their tongues to wrestle around. When they finally separated Reid pressed his forehead to Morgan's.
"I love you." he panted.
"I love you, too, kid. I love you, too." Morgan replied before kissing him one final time.
Reid was running awkwardly down the hallway, not paying attention to his surroundings, when he slammed right into Morgan's chest, dropping the files piled in his hands. Garcia was walking by and stopped to help pick everything up.
"Derek, I'm so sorry! I was just in a hurry, and..." Morgan placed a finger over Reid's lips.
"Spence, chill. It's all good."
"I bet that's not all that's good." Garcia commented as she handed Morgan the folders.
"Yeah yeah, laugh it up Penelope." he retorted. He held out his hand to Reid, who was still sitting on his butt on the floor. He took it as Morgan helped pull him up off of the ground. "Watch where you're going, kid, you might hurt yourself next time." he said as he tucked a loose strand of hair behind Reid's ear. Reid slapped his hand away.
"Derek, don't do that!" Morgan had a confused look on his face.
"Do what? Fix your hair?"
"Yes, I mean, don't do that when we're here. I hear enough as it is, I don't need people seeing you tending to me."
"I'm sorry, did I hurt your pride?" he asked sarcastically.
"No, Derek, I didn't mean to be harsh, it's just, they all, they all talk about how I'm 'the girl', and it gets to me sometimes. I am a man!" Reid huffed. Morgan snickered. "I'm glad you think it's funny." he said as he stomped away.
"Spencer! Stop!" He didn't even turn around. Morgan sighed, shaking his head. He decided to give him a few minutes to cool off and went in the opposite direction. As he was walking he passed J.J.
"Hey Morgan."
"Hey, J.J. can I ask you something?"
"Go ahead."
"Uh, do you guys give Spence a lot of hell about us?" She had a thoughtful look on her face for a moment.
"Not really, I mean, no more than we give you." she said with a laugh.
"Well, he's been kind of sensitive lately, and now he's going on about being a man. Do you know anything about that?" She pursed her lips.
"Maybe...well it was just a joke, but, I blame Emily." Just then Prentiss walked up.
"You blame Emily for what?"
"The other day, what you said about...Reid...and how he would look..." Prentiss's eyes widened.
"What did you do?" Morgan scowled.
"Well, we might..."
"You might..." J.J. corrected.
"I might," she corrected. "have made a little joke on the computer in the form of an email to Garcia."
"And?"
"And she might have opened it right when Reid walked into her office."
"And?" he pushed.
"And it might have been a photoshopped picture of Reid..."
"Reid as what?"
"A woman..." she answered reluctantly. Morgan rubbed his forehead.
"Emily how could you? Now I have to pick up the pieces. You really hurt his feelings." She looked at her feet.
"I'm sorry."
"It's not me you need to say that to." Morgan said in a scolding tone as he walked away.
Reid was sitting at his desk, looking over the day's paperwork, when Prentiss approached him.
"Reid, can we talk for a second?" Without looking up from his paperwork, he nodded.
"I suppose."
"Look, I just wanted to say I was sorry." This peaked his interest slightly, causing him to look at her.
"For what, Emily?" he inquired.
"That picture, it was way out of line, and I apologize."
"You did that?" His tone changed from distracted to bitter.
"Reid, it was really just supposed to be a harmless joke. I didn't mean anything by it. I didn't know I had hurt your pride."
"How did you know it mattered?"
"Well, Morgan told..." she drifted off when she saw Reid's expression change once more, this time into anger.
"I have to go." he spat as he gathered his things into his messenger bag and walked away.
"Oops..." Emily said, stunned by what had happened.
That night Reid was already home by the time Morgan got there.
"Spencer?" he called into the dark house. No answer. "Spencer!" he called once more. Still nothing. He walked into their bedroom to find Reid on the bed, with two piles of books. One full of books he had already finished, the other ones he was about to read. He was in the middle of a rather large one when Morgan walked into the room. "Spencer, why didn't you wait for me?" Reid sighed as he closed his book and set it down.
"Derek, I need you to not talk about our relationship with our coworkers." Morgan raised an eyebrow.
"Since when do you care? Spence, what's been going on with you lately? You've been moody and sensitive, and..."
"Nothing is wrong with me!" Morgan was taken back by the shrewdness of his tone.
"Why won't you talk to me? Is it something I did? Do you need me to back off for a minute? Tell me something!" Morgan threw his hands up at his sides. Reid looked down at his lap.
"I'm sorry Derek, I don't honestly know what's wrong with me." he paused for a moment. "You know, I'm lying, I do know what's wrong."
"Please, tell me." Morgan pleaded as he set the books on the floor and sat next to his partner.
"The other night, when we all went out, and that woman..." Morgan was beginning to understand Reid's sudden insecurity about being a man.
"Spence, baby, I was just dancing!"
"I know that, I do, but I can't help the feeling that you miss that life." Morgan laughed.
"For a genius, you're really idiotic." Reid's eyebrows furrowed.
"Who did I come home to that night? Who do I make love to every night?" Reid was silent. "Tell me! Do I really seem like the type to live with someone, or tell someone I love them?" Reid shook his head. "So the fact that I do that, the fact that I was willing to throw my playboy life away, and settle down with you, what should that tell you?" Reid looked up into his eyes.
"That you love me."
"That I love you." he repeated. "So if this thing is going to work for us, you have to get over your insecurity. I won't ever cheat on you, and you have nothing to be jealous about. Not to mention, if you haven't noticed, blondes aren't really my type." The comment made Reid laugh.
"I always thought myself to be a rational man, but for some reason, when it comes to you, I just...lose it."
"I tend to have that affect on people." Morgan boasted. Reid curled up against his chest. Morgan wrapped his arm around Reid, pulling him as close as he could, trying to silently reassure him of what he had said.
"I love you."
"I love you." Morgan replied. Then he got an idea. "Stand up."
"What?"
"Stand up."
"Okay..." he said reluctantly. As they stood up, Morgan turned his stereo on. A slow R&B song was playing.
"Give me your hands." Morgan demanded, holding his own out, palms up.
"Why?"
"Stop arguing and just do it."
"Whatever you say." Reid placed his hands in Morgan's. He pulled him close. Taking one of Reid's hands, he placed it on his left shoulder and placed his own on Reid's hip. He intertwined their other fingers together, holding their hands up.
"Do what I do." he said as he bagan to move his feet with the music.
"Derek, you know I'm no good at this stuff."
"Just try." Reid sighed.
"Okay, okay." he fumbled over Morgan's feet, trying to mimic him. His steps were calculated, but clumsy.
"Stop trying to figure out a formula, and just listen to the beat of the music. You can't use your brain for everything." Reid nodded. He closed his eyes, taking in the beats. He began to move his feet. Though he wasn't extremely graceful with it, he was moving a great deal more fluidly.
"See, now you got it." Once he was becoming accustomed to it, he closed the distance between them and rested his head on Morgan's shoulder. They danced together for over an hour.
"You know what, Derek?"
"What Spence?"
"I have never felt more safe and secure than when you hold me."
"You know what's funny?"
"What?"
"I've never felt more important than when I hold you."
A/N – What do you think? Any good? I like it! Please review, it is appreciated greatly.
