DISCLAIMER: I do not own Criminal Minds. I wish I had my own Morgan, Reid, Garcia, Hotch, JJ, Rossi, and Emily (even though she's not mentioned in this story).
I wrote this for Halloween, a plot bunny took root in my mind, and showed it to my friend, who is forcing me to publish it. I've written a few other Criminal Minds fictions, but none that I've posted. This is by far not one of the best, but I'm doing this to make her be quiet . Reviews are Well Appreciated!
Enjoy!
Derek Morgan's mouth closed securely around the object in question, eliciting a moan from somewhere above him, causing him to grin wickedly.
Sucking slightly, for a better hold, he grasped slightly with his teeth, scraping along the underside of the object of his mouth's affection.
Another moan from Reid somewhere near, and he grinned slightly, ducking his head a little further, cheeks hollowing even more. He was almost thereā¦
Almost immediately after, Morgan surfaced, his face and the front of his shirt wet.
"Yes!" He cried, dropping the apple from his teeth. Reid moaned in disappointment again, while JJ slapped a palm to her forehead, and Garcia squealed in delight, holding out her hand to the two. A slight clip of laugher was heard throughout the small crowd that had formed around the bucket of apples.
"Told you he'd get it in under twenty seconds! Sorry Boy Genius, but that was a win for the Dexterous Duo!" She kissed Morgan, who was grinning like a maniac, on the cheek and help her open palm out to Reid again, who in turn looked at JJ. They both reluctantly reached into their pockets, dropping a twenty dollar bill each into Garcia's awaiting grasp as the crowd dispersed, each going off on their own to enjoy the rest of the BAU's Halloween Party.
"Who even invented Bobbing For Apples anyway?" JJ grumbled, crossing her arms, a slight pout forming on her face.
"Actually, it's unclear who exactly invented the game, it's dated back to the Renaissance, associated with weddings and parties, an-"
"Spence." JJ cut him off. "I was kidding." And she walked off, moving to associate with the other party-goers.
Reid was left standing there, looking slightly awkward, before half-waving to Garcia, narrowing his eyes playfully at Morgan, and walking off to see Hotch.
Morgan leaned low to enable himself heard to Garcia over the music playing from "What do you say we skip the rest of the part and spend this well earned cash on some drinks?"
Garcia nodded and the two slipped out of the bullpen without attention, walking arm-in-arm off towards the nearest bar, celebrating their victory and a very happy Halloween.
