Morgan and Reid are sharing a room in New York while they work on the Lo-Fi case. It isn't the first time members of the team have to room together so it isn't a big deal; at least not until after the case is solved and the UnSub is dead.
When Morgan arrives at their room he find Reid standing in the middle of the room with his arms wrapped tightly around himself and a pained expression on his face.
"Reid, what's wrong, did something happen?"
Morgan hurries over to the younger man and puts his hand on his shoulder in an effort to calm him down enough to tell him what was going on.
"I…no…you." He breathes deeply in an effort to try to utter a coherent sentence. "God, Morgan, you jumped out of a moving vehicle containing a very large bomb."
After he says that it is like the dam broke. He starts to shake uncontrollably and Morgan grabs hold of his other shoulder to try and stop the shakes and Reid leans into him. Morgan puts his arms around the shaking man and just holds on. Reid grabs hold of the back of Morgan's shirt and doesn't seem inclined to let go anytime soon.
When the shakes subside a little Morgan can't help but notice the body in his arms and the lips resting lightly against his neck. There is no real pressure; they are just lightly touching the skin of his neck. Without thinking about it he moves his head to the side in order to, subconsciously, give Reid better access.
Reid becomes aware of Morgan at about the same time as Morgan becomes aware of him, but he can't believe that what is happening is what he hopes it is. He has to find out though, so he puts a little more pressure on his lips against Morgan's neck. The sharp intake of breath and subsequent tightening of Morgan's arms around him gives him the courage to take it a little further.
He licks his lips, still resting against the other man's neck resulting in him brushing his tongue lightly across Morgan's skin; that produces a little moan. He leans back a little in Morgan's arms in order to look into his eyes. What he sees shocks him. Morgan's eyes are almost black with desire but there is a lot of confusion too.
"Are you sure you want to go down this road? If we do there is no going back, I'm not some experiment, a one night stand or a fling, if we do this we do it right; I really can't deal with anything less."
Morgan looks at him and reaches one of his hands up to trace Reid's cheekbone.
"You are so beautiful."
The look in his eyes is one of awe. He sobers a little and takes Reid's face between both his hands.
"Spencer, you are one of my best friends and one of only 6 people who understand both me and the job; understands what it takes and how important it is to me. You know what happened to me when I was a kid and you've never judged me or treated me differently because of it; you could never be less than the real deal to me."
Reid studies Morgan's face; his eyes darting from one of his to the other, looking for something and apparently finding it because he relaxes a little and gives the other man a slight smile.
He pulls out of Morgan's arms and goes to sit on his bed; Morgan sits down next to him. Close enough for their knees to touch when they turn to look at each other.
"I didn't know that you like guys like that; I always thought you were a confirmed heterosexual."
"I did too, or at least I had forgotten that I used to like guys, or one guy. When I was a kid I had a little crush on one of my friends, but then Carl Buford happened and I guess those feelings and urges got buried so deep that I forgot they were ever even there."
"Yeah, that makes sense in a way, your subconscious probably rationalized that it was the fact that you like guys that made Carl come after you."
Morgan's head snaps up at that and he is about to say something when Reid sees the look on his face.
"No, Derek, just no. It had nothing to do with that, you know how pedophiles operate, you know that they can sense when a kid is vulnerable, and it has nothing to do with whether you are gay, straight or bi."
Morgan nods, because he does know that, but also because it is the first time he had actually heard Reid call him Derek, so he knows the other man is serious.
"Are you sure you want to start something with me, knowing what you do?"
Morgan looks almost dejected and Reid's heart almost brakes for him.
"It's not like I'm such a price; I was addicted to Dilaudid and have a high risk of developing schizophrenia."
That sobers Morgan even more and he takes Reid's hand.
"Spencer" he stops and takes a deep breath before he goes on. "I know that schizophrenia is hereditary, but that doesn't mean that you are going to get it, you understand?" Reid nods his head, even if he is scared that he'll end up like his mother. "And for the Dilaudid? That was not something you did voluntarily, that bastard injected you against your will, and getting out of an addiction is not a question of will or intelligence, it requires help and tools and you have done everything you can to get past that, I'm proud of you for that."
That makes Reid smile which in turn makes Morgan smile. Morgan reaches up to stroke Reid's cheek and leans in to gently brush his lips against the other man's. They both gasp in surprise at the sudden lust flaring up at the tender touch.
Reid leans in closer and kisses Morgan more fervently. The older man is taken a little off guard by the sudden display of passion, but he gets over the initial surprise and kisses back with all his pent up desire.
They kiss until their lips a bruised and they are both out of breath and when they pull apart they look at each other with wonder.
"Is it always like that?"
Reid sounds awed and Morgan looks at him in confusion for a second before he smiles gently and shakes his head.
"I know you've kissed before Spencer, so you know the answer to that question is no; it's definitely not always like that, in fact I've never experienced anything like it before."
That makes Reid smile and he relaxes a little; he had been a little tense.
"I think that maybe we should stop here for now; I don't think either of us is ready to take it any further, at least I know I'm not."
Morgan is a little taken aback, but then he thinks about it and has to agree; he's nowhere near ready to take this any further yet. He will be, of that he has no doubt, but not yet.
