Disclaimer: I don't own Criminal Minds. I wish Reid was mine though, and i can out him in my pocket and show him around to everyone. =D

A/N: Okay, i totally deviated from the fanfiction that I usually write but this has been floating on my mind for a looooong time already, and it won't let me rest until I do something about it. Anyway, this is my first MorganXReid fanfic and I'm scared of what you all might think. Anyway, I'm still doing Full Circle for Junjou Romantica, it's just I don't have any inspiration to continue it just yet. To say that I don't know what to write will be more accurate. Anyway, this is just chapter 1, and I'm not satisfied in doing just a oneshot of this, so you might hear from me again after this. Reviews are very much appreciated. No flames please. Please? Anyway, on with the show!

Chapter 1

Sharp teeth sank into a firm jaw, eliciting a gasp which fuels the older man's lust. Hands roamed south, unbuckling a belt and pulling down the tab of a zipper. Gasps, moans and pants are the only sound that can be heard inside the room; the sharp thud that can be heard when the older man slammed the younger one to the wall.

It was such a tough case. Their unsub was the local accountant who lures women, rapes them, then mutilate them. He then took trophies: he took out their right hand. They caught the unsub but he did not recollect anything that happened as such. It turned out, the unsub has dissociative identity disorder and he was not aware that he killed 24 women. He killed 24 women in 4 months, and he was going to be locked up at a mental institution since his lawyer defended him as mentally insane.

Back to the present, kisses were planted on the younger man's pale chest, leaving marks that would not let him forget who he belongs to.

"Morgan…" Reid whispered, smoothing his hands on the darker man's scalp. "Please…"

"Please what?" Morgan whispered back, voice muffled as he placed kisses on Reid's pale inner thighs.

"Just do it. Please, I need you. Now." Reid growled as he tried to peel himself away from the wall, but to no avail. Strong hands has his hips stuck to the wall, and all coherent thoughts vanished as the older man suddenly swallowed his weeping cock.

"Oh god! Morgan!" Reid cried, hands scrambling against the wall, eyes rolling at the back of his head at the pleasure.

Morgan hummed and Reid gasped at the pleasurable sensation. He then felt wet, blunt, magical fingers against his entrance and he instinctively tensed up.

"Relax, pretty boy. It's not like we haven't done this before." Morgan grinned as he placed little nibbles on Reid's thighs.

Reid forced himself to relax. "Well, no matter how many times you do it, it still feels strange."

"It will get better soon, you know that." Morgan smirked as Reid almost melted against him as his finger touched something inside that elicited a loud moan from the younger man. "Told you, it'll get better."

Reid opened one eye and tried his best to glare. "How about if you just shut up and fuck me already?"

Morgan grinned as he stood up and quickly shed his pants and boxers. "You know I always follow orders." He then wrapped his hands around Reid's thighs and ignored the startled squeal as he lifted him and placed the legs around his hips.

"Hang on. This might sting at first." Morgan said, as he tried to align himself against Reid's opening.

"Just do it. It's not like we haven't done this befo -." Reid got cut off as Morgan was suddenly inside of him and it took his breath away. God, it felt so good. Reid never thought that anything can feel this good.

Morgan chuckled. "Touché."

Reid's eyes widened as Morgan leaned forward, then sighed with relief as the older man placed a kiss on his cheek. Morgan then decided to thrust, and Reid never thought that anything can feel this good.

He wrapped his arms around Morgan's neck as the older man proceeded to thrust inside him, hitting that bundle that made his vision go white.

"Morgan…ha…do that…again!" Reid moaned as he arched his back, asking for more contact.

"What?" Morgan whispered against his neck as he changed his angle, his action rewarding him with a keening noise. "This? Is that it?"

"Yes! Yees! That's it! God, Morgan, more." Morgan thought that Reid looked absolutely breathtaking at the throes of his passion, and Morgan knew that he wouldn't last very long.

"Come for me, pretty boy. Come for me now." With superhuman strength, he held Reid with one hand while his other hand travelled to the younger man's leaking erection. With a few jerks of his hand, the younger man stiffened and cried out against Morgan's shoulder as he came.

"Shit! Oh damn, Morgan." Reid muttered against his shoulder as he continually let out spurt after spurt.

"Reid, I'm coming." Morgan rasped as he sped up his thrusts, biting Reid's neck, hard enough to bruise.

"That's it, Morgan. Go, give it to me." Reid encouraged as he sucked Morgan's earlobe.

With a great mighty shout that can be heard from a 2 mile radius, Morgan came inside Reid and it drained him all of his energy that he was afraid that he was going to drop the younger man, so he just slid down on the floor, still connected.

They panted against each other's neck, trying to calm their heartbeats and their breathing.

It all started 4 months ago when they went to Oklahoma for a case. Their unsub was kidnapping children, molesting them and dumping their bodies in plain sight, like a crowded street, at the mall, even the police station. It was tough for Morgan to handle this type of case due to his past experience with Carl Buford. It took all of his willpower not to kill any man he saw on sight. Their unsub killed 5 more children before he was apprehended. He was the school janitor who was also molested when he was young.

They all went home tired and angry. When they got back to the BAU, Morgan went to the bathroom and made a hole in the wall as he puts his fist through it. Even if they got the unsub, still, 8 innocent children paid the price.

Reid saw Morgan went to the bathroom and he knew that because of the case, the older man remembered his past.

'I just need to make sure he's okay.' Reid thought as he followed Morgan.

Inside the bathroom, dark, strong hands grabbed him, and oddly enough, he wasn't scared.

"Morgan?" He whispered, feeling a hard body against his back.

"Why are you here, Reid?" Morgan whispered against his neck.

Reid closed his eyes at the sensation. "I – I just want to make sure you're alright."

"Now that you were able to see for yourself, what do you suggest we do?" Morgan tightened his arm around Reid's waist, as his other hand cupped Reid's arousal from his pants.

Reid gulped. "Morgan, what are you doing?"

Morgan tensed up. "Shit, pretty boy. I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me." He disentangled himself from the younger man, but Reid held on to his arm.

"I asked what are you doing? I didn't say 'stop'".

Morgan stared at Reid's hair. "What?"

Reid turned around, still holding on to Morgan's arm. His eyes were determined, but his cheeks were flushed. "I know what you need."

Morgan shook his head. "No, you don't, Reid. Let go."

"No. I know that you want to feel in control, I know that you want to affirm that you're alive and you're here." Reid took a step closer, until they were breath apart. "I'm here."

Morgan inhaled sharply. "Reid, you don't know what you were saying."

"I do, and I need to feel that I'm alive, too. Please…"

And that was how it all began. Whenever they encounter a tough case, they will get together when they get back. It's as if there was an unspoken agreement on where and when they will meet. And when they meet, there will be no questions asked, just feeling and letting their passions and lust run wild. But they have one unspoken rule, they never talked about it, but they have agreed on it even without talking. Even though they were having sex for four months already, they haven't kissed yet. Maybe they thought it was too personal, or maybe they thought it would give feelings to what they are currently doing.

Back to the present, Morgan regained his breath back and he pulled out from Reid who gave out a whimper. "Come on, genius. Let's get you to bed."

Morgan carried Reid from the floor up to his bedroom. The younger man was so tired, he could only moan as the older man carried him. "Put…m'down."

"Nope. I got you now."

Reid sighed as he wrapped his arms around Morgan's neck. "I'm a Fed'ral agent. I can handle myself."

Morgan chuckled as he laid Reid down on his bed, placing the covers above the frail form. "I know you can."

"Can't sleep yet. Too sticky." Reid mumbled, already half-asleep as he snuggled deeper on the bed.

"You can shower in the morning. You can't even stand on your own feet." Morgan chuckled as he put on his pants.

Reid did not respond and Morgan was greeted by his even breathing. Morgan paused and sat at the edge of Reid's bed. He brushed a lock of hair from the genius' forehead before sealing it with a kiss. He knew what they were doing is wrong. They were just using each other as a way to release some stress. Pretty Boy deserves better than that.

'But we can't stop. I can't stop.' Morgan thought.

With a great sigh, he finished dressing and took one last look at Reid. He looked so innocent and vulnerable.

"Morgan…" Reid whispered, shifting on the bed.

Morgan's heart thundered. Was Reid dreaming of him? "Yes, Reid?"

"Lock the doors when you leave, 'kay?"

Morgan stood there stupefied. He smiled then slowly shook his head. He then leaned forward and placed a kiss on Reid's forehead, lingering for a few more seconds.

"Good night, Pretty Boy. I'll see you tomorrow."

Weeh! Chapter 1 finished! At last! I can get some sleep now. Anyway, reviews are very much appreciated. =D