Gay Pride and sexy time XD
Warning: this has manxman smex. Don't like don't read. I do not own any of the characters. PLEASEEEEEEEEE R&R or I will die and my inspiration will too. Sgonna be some sex in chapter 2
Reid smiled, blushing, as he and Morgan walked, hand in hand, down the crowded street. They'd only been together five months, but now they were proclaiming their love in such an open way! The parade marched on, with a multitude of people in it, some in plain clothes, others in elaborate costumes, all proclaiming pride of their sexuality. It was the largest gay pride walk in Quantico's history.
Reid felt like his heart was going to explode with love, while his cheeks felt red hot with embarrassment. he was dressed in the most ridiculous clothes! Thanks to Morgan, he was getting leered at everywhere he went! Not that he felt in any danger. He had Morgan, of course. He smiled at the very thought. the relationship was o new that he was still getting used to waking up every morning with Morgan there. it was always a pleasent suprise to roll over and feel someone warm next to him. especially someone that he loved so much.
Morgan smiled lovingly and his Pretty Boy. He was so glad that they had done this. Just walking down the street, hand in hand for the first time in public gave him chills. They'd kept their love for each other repressed for years, so why should they hide their relationship now? And as an added bonus, the costume he'd made Spencer wear was more than enough reason to be there.
Tight, black leather pants revealed his long, lean legs, rather than hiding them with baggy trousers. His pale, lightly defined chest, was exposed and bare, almost glowing with its perfection. His lissome body looked beautiful and breakable and perfect. He was, by far, the most beautiful man in attendance, as evidenced by the jealous glares Morgan was currently receiving from more than half a dozen men, all of their eyes lingering far to long on his love. But he was too happy to care. he was walking down the street with the love of his life, the sun was shining, and best of all, Reid was smilign at him, his eyes filled with love.
But the best part of the outfit? A dog collar, fitted with spikes, encased his Pretty Boy's pearly throat, attached to a leash that Morgan held tightly in his hand. It was, as he'd told Reid when he had freaked out upon seeing it, a symbol of his love. Reid was his, and no one, female or male, was going to take him. Even if he had to physically force him to stay, Reid would never leave his side.
And Reid, his hand trapped inside Morgan's own, seemed to have no problem with that.